During the time that Rebecca the red wolf was held on a stick, Ash ran all over the camp, probing, observing, learning, and enriching his knowledge. He quickly became acquainted with many ways of human beings, but he did not develop a contempt for them. On the contrary, the more he learned about humanity, the more he knew the superiority of humanity, the mystical power they displayed, and the unattainable divinity seemed so great. Humans often mourn the overthrow of their gods or the collapse of incense, and wolves and dogs crawling at the feet of humans never feel this sorrow. The God in the human heart is an imagination, a dark matter invisible to the naked eye, a soul of longing for good happiness and power and wealth, and a manifestation that the self cannot touch in the spiritual realm. However, the wolf and the dog that walk by the fire are different from people, and the god in their minds is full of flesh and blood, alive and alive, and sincere to touch. Moreover, standing there with his feet propped up, with a stick in his hand, has infinite potential, joy, sorrow, and sorrow, and mystery, sacredness, and power are hidden in the flesh, which tastes as good as any other flesh, and bleeds when torn.

For Little Gray Gray, man is a god who is sure and cannot get rid of it. Just as his mother, Rebecca, was obedient when she heard the call of others, he began to learn the same. He thought it was their prerogative to obey them. When they came, he gave way, and when they called him, he wagled his tail and went over, and when they threatened, he lay down, and when they told him to go, he ran away. They also have a divine power, which manifests itself in the form of the right to beat him with sticks, to throw stones, to lash, to injure him.

Little Ash, like all dogs, is theirs and acts on their orders. He quickly learns that they can be beaten, trampled, or tolerated at will. This lesson did not come easily, because they were incompatible with one of his most primary, intense natures. He doesn't like them when he studies, but he unconsciously learns to like them. It is the transfer of one's living vocation and one's own destiny into the hands of others, and this act also has a reward, and it is much easier to lean on others than to be independent.

Little Gray didn't give his body and soul to people. He can't lose the heredity of the wild, the memories of the wasteland. He often stood at the edge of the forest, listening intently, as if something was calling to him from afar. He always returned to his mother restlessly, thoughtfully. Little Grey soon learns about the situation in the camp, and the treacherous and greedy dogs show when they eat the fish they give them. He thought that men were more just and women were kinder, and sometimes threw him a piece of meat or a bone. He also knew not to mess with the mothers of the half-grown puppies, and to stay away from them as much as possible, which had been reaped after several tragic encounters.

Although Little Gray Ash has always suffered defeats and injuries, he is still unyielding. His natural savage temper intensified, he became vicious and insidious, and his side as a puppy faded away. Gray has lost his childhood access to playing for energy, and he has become introverted and cunning. Now, he would spend a long time thinking about trickery, and when people fed the pack of dogs, he was hindered from getting his share, and became a clever thief, but he had to prey on himself, and did it well. He was very clever and sneaking around the camp, knowing where and what was going on, observing and listening, and from doing so, he knew everything and tried to escape the persecutors who did not share the heavens.

He played the grand conspiracy for the first time and tasted revenge for the first time. Just as his mother lured out the dogs in the people's camp to eat them when she was with the wolf, Grey lured Deschamps, who often bullied him, into the reach of his mother, the red wolf's teeth. He fled ahead of Deschamps, making his detour around the tents in the camp. He was faster than any dog his size, he was a good runner, and he always kept a few meters away from his pursuers. Due to the protracted approach of the chase, Deschamps was so excited that he forgot about caution and position. When he woke up, it was too late, and Deschamps ran around a small tent with all his might, and suddenly rushed to the side of the red wolf lying at the end of the stick, and screamed in panic, she had bitten Deschamps. She flipped it to the ground, biting it repeatedly. It got rid of her, rolled and got up, the hair was scattered like a flying fluff, both physically and mentally, the hair stood up one by one, the whole body was scarred, and Deschamps let out a long cry of pain.

Suddenly, Grey bit Deschamps' hind leg again when he was halfway through his crying, and Didschamps lost his fighting spirit and fled in shame, while Grey chased after him until he reached Decschamps' small tent. At this time, the women rushed to help, and the little gray turned into an angry devil, barking wildly, and finally had to run away under the fire of the people's bullets. After a while, Messi thought that Rebecca, the red wolf, would not run away, so he let her go. Little Ash rejoices in her mother's freedom and happily accompanies her around the camp. As long as he was with his mother, Deschamps stayed away.

In the evening, little Ash led his mother step by step to the edge of the forest near the camp, and when she stopped, he wanted to lead her forward again, and the river, the cave, and the silent pine trees called to him, and he asked her to go with him. He ran a few steps forward, stopped, and looked back, but she didn't move. He wailed and pleaded, deliberately ran in and out of the low woods, ran back to her and licked her face, and ran forward again, but she still did not move. He stopped to look at her, but she looked back at the camp, and the enthusiasm he had begun to show slowly faded. In the wilderness, something was calling, as if the mother could not hear it, but she heard another, louder call, the call of humanity.

Mother turned, and slowly, in small steps, ran back to the camp, where the camp had more control over her than the physical restraint of the stick. These divine powers, invisible, yet hold of her and don't let her go. Little Ash sat under the tree and wept softly. The strong smell of pine trees in the air reminded him of the free life before he was restrained. However, he is a half-grown beast boy after all. Neither man nor the moor could call as much as his mother, on whom he depended, and when he was not yet independent, he rose and returned to the camp alone, pausing occasionally to sit down and listen to the radio wave still emanating from the depths of the forest.

In the wasteland, a mother and child live together for a short time, and human domination sometimes makes it even shorter. Messi owes a debt to Rodman, who plans to make a short trip up the Amazon River. Messi paid off the debt with a piece of cotton, a bearskin, and a red wolf Rebecca. Ash sees his mother on Rodman's boat and tries to follow, but Rodman knocks him back to shore with a paddle, and the boat runs away. He jumped into the water and swam in pursuit, as if he hadn't heard Messi's stern screams ordering him to come back. The fear of losing his mother made Little Gray Ash forget about a person and a god. However, God has become accustomed to the obedience of others, and Messi set up a canoe and angrily pursues him. He reached out and grabbed Ash by the neck and lifted him up, but instead of putting Ash in the boat right away, he lifted Ash into the air with his right hand and beat him with his left fist.

Little Ash was the first time he was really caught in his hands, he was frustrated, feared and began to cry and wail, Messi stopped, seemed to be satisfied with his master, and roughly threw Little Ash to the bottom of the boat. At this time, the canoe was already down the water, and Messi picked up the oars, and when he thought that the little gray was in the way, he savagely kicked him away with his foot. Little Gray's free nature flashed again in an instant, and he bit the foot of the deerskin boot. Messi's anger was very terrible, a violent beating, not only with his hands, but also with wood pulp, the little gray gray was bruised all over his body, Messi deliberately kicked again, and the little gray gray no longer attacked. Once again, Ash has been taught a lesson about bondage, no matter what the situation, don't bite the God who is the ruler.

When the canoe docked, Little Ash lay still, waiting for the owner's will. Messi threw him on the shore. This night, when everything was silent, Little Gray Gray thought of his mother and grieved for his mother. His mournful voice woke up his master, and Messi taught him a lesson. Later, when people were around, he tried not to squeak, but when he walked alone by the edge of the forest, he would let out his inner grief and depression by crying loudly. At this point, he could run back to the wasteland following his memories of the cave and the river, but the nostalgia for his mother saved him. The hunters went out and returned, believing that one day his mother would return to the camp, and he decided to wait for her. The Hulk had been lurking on the side and observing silently, and Brother Yi Xiu felt: "At this time, the little gray and gray conscience has appeared, and the conscience is heaven, geography, human nature, and wolf nature!" Hua Mulan thinks: "Little Gray Gray is like the blessing in the novel "Alive". ”

Little Ash is interested in many things, and always loves to see the endless strange things these people do. He learned how to get along with Messi, and the life in the camp was certainly full of all kinds of misfortunes, but the continuous subtlety made him unconsciously get used to and love it. He mourns the loss of his mother and looks forward to her return, and he longs for the free life that once belonged to him.

The temperament of the little gray gray became more evil and ferocious, savage was originally part of his nature, and besides, the savagery that developed at the instigation of Deschamps greatly exceeded his nature. In the camp where he lodged, he had a bad reputation. As long as there is trouble in the camp, Little Gray must be implicated, and he is often the perpetrator. The people who lead him do not carefully study the motives that lead to his actions, his leadership, only looks at the results, and the results are always bad. The leader thinks that he is a sneaky and troublesome guy. The angry leader scolded him for being a white-eyed wolf and useless, and he also looked at the leader vigilantly, ready to dodge the flying things at any time.