Chapter 1 Before the Age of Eight ● Xuanmin's Baby-raising Life (1)
At the beginning of the night, the cool breeze lifted the moonlight that was covered by clouds and mist, and the moonlight sprinkled like white practice, gilding the vast and dense forest with a clear silver glow, the scenery was as lonely and hazy as a splash of ink painting, and the beast cries sounded from time to time, but it announced that the danger lurking in this jungle.
Approaching the outskirts of the forest, two figures sneakily walked out of the nearby village and headed towards the forest, which the villagers usually did not dare to approach.
"Hurry up." The tall man who walked in front lowered his voice and urged impatiently as he opened the way with the stick in his hand.
The woman behind the "Xianggong ......" followed step by step, watching the man stop talking, but hugged the baby who was still sleeping in his arms tightly.
"Hurry up." The man quickened his pace, surveying his surroundings by the moonlight, and the silence of the suburbs, and the darkness in the distance, made people feel uneasy and fearful.
The two of them quickened their pace, their old sackcloth stained with the wet mud beneath their feet.
A quarter of an hour later, the two of them came to the very edge of the forest, the tall and dense forest in the darkness like a beast with a bloody mouth, and the beast roar sounded from time to time was even more terrifying, and the two did not dare to approach, and both legs were a little weak.
"Just throw this money-losing thing here."
"Xianggong......" The woman looked around uneasily, "Otherwise, let's go back first, and then discuss ......"
"Go back?" The man's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Lao Tzu came here secretly in the middle of the night at risk, just to throw away this money-losing goods, you said that you would go back, didn't Lao Tzu run for nothing?!" ”
"Xianggong ......" The woman looked at her daughter, who was only three months old in her arms, with tears in her eyes.
"Don't be along, what's so reluctant about a fool who won't cry when he is born. There is already a money-losing goods in the family, and I can't afford to raise another one! ”
The man looked at his tearful wife, and felt a little sorry for this woman who had been with him for more than ten years and had raised children for him, and he slowed down his tone: "Lady, you are still at home alone, and when you are well-nourished, we will have another son, and we will have a better one."
The man's slowed tone made the woman's heart sour, tears slid down, she also knew the situation at home, and she wavered.
The woman gently placed the swaddling clothes on the grass with the baby girl, tears like silver beads with broken threads.
Seeing that the woman had let go of the baby girl, the man could no longer bear the darkness around him and the faint roar of the beast, so he hurriedly pulled the woman away, and the figure disappeared into the vast twilight.
The cool breeze gusted at night, with a chill, leaving the warm embrace of the woman, the swaddling clothes made of linen could not retain a little temperature at all, and the baby girl unconsciously curled up her hands and feet, and her little face became red.
Stimulated by the cold, she opened her black eyes, and there was a strange scenery in front of her, without the blurry and warm figure of the past, she didn't cry, but just screamed uneasily.
Her petite body was too fragile, and after a while, her voice gradually weakened, her eyelids drooped, and her consciousness gradually blurred.
Suddenly, a warmth enveloped her body, dispelling the cold, and her curled up body gradually relaxed, and she fell asleep again.
Soon after, a black shadow flashed out of the forest, as if guided by something, and landed exactly beside the sleeping baby girl.
It is all black, but a foot long, the slender and soft hair fluoresces in the moonlight, the fluffy little ears shake and shake, the little tail is obediently behind him, the emerald green pupils look curiously at the sleeping little guy in front of him, the black little nose is particularly moist, and the mouth makes a gentle "squeak" sound.
This is a sable.
The sable leaned its tiny body into the sleeping baby girl and bared its teeth at her, "Squeak." ”
Finding that the little guy in front of him didn't react at all, Xuan Mink suddenly felt bored, rolled his eyes very humanely, turned into a black shadow when he came, and ran into the forest.
After a while, the Xuan Sable went and returned, looked at the little guy in front of him, seemed to ponder for a while, and suddenly his body skyrocketed by three feet, and he took the baby girl into the dense forest with the swaddling clothes in his mouth.
Outside the forest, the black figure blends perfectly into the night and wanders through the forest, and then quietly lands in front of a tall ancient tree that can only be surrounded by twenty adults, and the strong roots of the ancient tree and the inside of the wood form a natural tree hole.
In the middle of the hollow were several large unknown leaves, surrounded by many unknown plants that emitted faint fluorescence, and there was a small puddle next to it, and next to the puddle were a few leaves, on which were bloody slices of meat.
There is no doubt that this is the home of the sable.
The sable took the baby girl into the hole in the tree, placed it on the large leaf in the middle, retracted her body to its original size, and lay on her back next to the baby girl.
Looking at the little guy next to him, Xuanmink was a little irritable.
"Squeak!" It rubbed its head with its little paws in a rage, and then turned into a black shadow and melted into the night.
There was its smell around the tree hole, no other monsters would come close, and the little Terran was safe, but it needed to be quiet.
As the night fades and dawn falls, the July sun is still mild, the breeze blows lightly, and the sunlight through the leaves dyes the thick trunks of the trees with fresh green, and the peace is far away.
The sable, who had been idle all night, returned to the tree hole listlessly, and when he reached the entrance of the cave, he heard the baby's dry howl, which may have been screaming for a while, and the voice was small and hoarse.
The sable was excited, and hurriedly ran into the hole, took a leaf, scooped water in the small puddle, and fed it to the little one's mouth.
But because he was fed too quickly, the little guy was choked and coughed, and his face was red, and he finally recovered.
Just as the Xuan Sable breathed a sigh of relief, the little guy's big black eyes looked at it and screamed again.
The sable was in a hurry, scooped up some water and handed it to the little one's mouth, this time it was fed very slowly, but the little one stopped drinking after a few sips, and screamed again.
"Squeak." Xuan Mink was stunned for a moment, and then with a flash of inspiration, he pulled a small piece of meat from the puddle.
Under the resistance of the little guy, he fed it stiffly, of course, and was finally spit out by the little guy, and the original white and tender little face was wrinkled, and the mouth was full of blood, staining the swaddling fabric.
Xuan Mink scratched his head and looked at the little guy a little puzzled: "Squeak?"
Looking at the poor little guy, the sable opened his mind, and rushed out of the tree hole, and after a while, he held a branch in his mouth, and there were more than a dozen green and yellow fruits on it, which looked very attractive.
The sable plucked a fruit, brought it to the little one's mouth, and squeezed its paws into the middle, and suddenly a clear juice fell into the little one's mouth.
The sweet and sour juice was mixed with the blood that had not been cleaned up before, and the little one's expression never relaxed, but perhaps knowing that this was the only food at the moment, the little one did not spit it out as before.
After the sable pinched six fruits, the little one was full, and thought that he was tired, so he fell asleep again.