Although wolves can be considered a kind of game, people in the mountains have always had a rule that wolf meat is not allowed to be eaten.
Because wolves are the most vindictive things in the world. Unless you can kill all the wolves in the pack, don’t live in the mountains, and are not afraid of being found by smell, otherwise it’s better not to eat them... I heard that they are cooked at home.
Even if the pot of wolf meat is brushed dozens of times, the wolf can still smell it. The wolf is cunning and may be exterminated soon.
So everyone didn't dare to pick up wolf meat and ran down the mountain quickly, not daring to rest along the way.
But everyone was injured and couldn't walk fast, so they didn't come back until now.
Tang Youxiang was used to hunting, and he always reported good news but not bad news, speaking in an understatement, but Tang Mingsong would not hide anything from him, and explained everything clearly, which was really thrilling to hear.
After finishing speaking, he himself asked: "Second uncle, what does the man who saved us look like?"
Tang Youxiang shook his head: "Actually, I didn't see clearly either. He was definitely not from the village. He was quite tall and dressed in gray clothes. He looked like he was only a teenager? He was in his twenties at most? Anyway,
He is not very old, his eyes are very bright when he looks at people, and his knife skills are excellent."
Tang Mingsong yearned a little: "Just like the heroes in the storybook! Come and leave as soon as you say! So cool!!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Bao chanted to Buddha: "It's lucky that this person came! Otherwise... I really don't dare to think about it!!"
Tang Youxiang nodded and said with some emotion: "This time, luckily I have Xiaoman, otherwise I wouldn't know what would have happened."
Madam Fan knew what he was thinking as soon as she heard this. She stood up and said, "I'm going to make some food. You guys should eat and sleep for a while. I'll go over to see Xiao Man in a while and bring him some food."
Tang Youxiang looked at her with gentle eyes and responded softly.
The family had rolled out a lot of Sanhe noodles in advance. Mrs. Fan quickly turned on the fire and cooked two bowls for them. The two of them ate it while snoring, and fell asleep as soon as they fell down.
Everyone, including Mi Bao, had neither sleep nor appetite, so they had a hasty breakfast. Old Man Tang and Dafang's family also went back to catch up on their sleep.
Mrs. Fan cooked another pot of noodles, put in some wild vegetables as a cover, and boiled another pot of eggs. She gave them two and carried them to Tang Xiaoman's house.
Mi Bao was sitting at the foot of the stairs with his elder brother. He was listless and couldn't sleep. He folded his two little hands on his elder brother's lap and rested his little face on it, dazedly.
Tang Mingqi peeled the egg and stretched it out from time to time, asking her to take a bite. After biting it three times, she still couldn't bite the yolk, leaving only two small rabbit teeth flowers on the top and bottom.
Tang Mingqi was happy when he saw it. He lifted her chin and looked at it: "Don't want to eat?"
Mibao nodded: "Mibao is worried about daddy and can't eat."
Tang Mingqi sighed and didn't say anything. He ate the egg in one gulp, then put his sister on his lap, covered her eyes with his hands, and shook her gently. Mi Bao was worried, and before he could understand it, he became confused.
He fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.
There was no one in the room, and I could only hear my father's voice coming from outside. The voice was very low: "Xiao Man is so honest. In order to wrap grass around the arrow branches, his palms were burned to pieces. Now,
The fever started and I couldn't go away. The old uncle said he had nothing to do and had to go to the city to buy burn ointment, otherwise his life would be in danger... I took a few kilograms of grain to sell and bought some burn ointment when I came back...
If he hadn't saved me, I wouldn't have come back this time. People can't be ungrateful..."
Madam Fan's voice said: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you go..."
Tang Youji also said: "You sit down, you are still injured, don't run around, I will carry half a bag of grain to sell..."
After listening to this, Mi Bao suddenly woke up, sat up, crawled under the bed, and said: "Dad! Mother!!"
Tang Youxiang responded and held on to the pillar next to him. Before he could stand up, Mrs. Fan jumped up and ran into the house quickly, slamming the door shut.
Mi Bao said: "Mother, are you Uncle Grasshopper..."
Madam Fan covered her mouth and looked at her for a while, then suddenly her face burst into tears.
Mibao was so frightened by her that he stopped moving and looked at her with two big bare eyes: "Mother?"
Mrs. Fan held back her sobs and said in a low and fast voice: "My dear, my mother is talking to you, so remember it... Your grandfather told your mother since he was a child that nothing in this world comes for free. Take it."
You must order something for others. You, you secretly take the things from the gods. I don’t know what will happen. Mother is worried. Mother knows that you are worried about father. Mother also knows that Uncle Grasshopper saved father.
But my mother is also worried about you, she is very worried. Mi Baoer, you have been ill for almost three years, and now you are cured. My mother is happy but not at ease at the same time. You take things from gods, and your mother is afraid! She misses you so much.
Okay, Mom would rather be this ungrateful villain and have retribution on her shoulders..."
Her voice was extremely low, her words were incoherent, and tears were falling down.
Mi Bao was stunned as she heard this, her heart felt hot and painful, and she was speechless. He suddenly opened his small arms and hugged her tightly.
Although she was careful about space, she didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, people with space powers were not uncommon in the end of the world, and here, the eldest uncle's presumptuous Fu Niu theory matched many of the novels she had read.
She also felt very comfortable using it.
She never thought that her mother would think so much and worry about her so much.
She tried her best to suck the milk, hugged her mother tightly, and whispered: "Mom, don't worry, Mibao is not stealing anything, Mibao is not stealing anything from the gods, Mibao takes out the things, and treats Mibao
Bao and others are all harmless..."
She quickly thought of an explanation: "This was originally given to Mibao by the gods. If the gods are not willing to give it to me, then I can't conjure it out of thin air! The gods are all powerful and omnipotent, and no one can steal it.
Things, so these are all what the gods are happy with! The gods don’t care about the things that we think are amazing! They have plenty of them!”
My mother’s cry paused for a moment, apparently she listened to it.
Mibao moved back and forth in her arms, acting coquettishly: "Mom, don't worry, Mibao will never become stupid again. Mibao will be healthy in the future and will always be with his father, mother and brother."
Together..."
She tried her best, and her mother finally recovered slowly.
The mother-in-law hugged each other for a long time before Mibao raised his little face and asked again: "Uncle Grasshopper?"
Mrs. Fan said: "Give it to me, give it all to mother, and mother will go and treat him!"
Mibao gave her iodine, gel, burn ointment and bandages.
In the end of the world, there are not so many manufacturers, they are all produced by the base, and the packaging is not so fancy, it is just a name. Mibao tore off the label in the space. Apart from the fact that the packaging is plastic, it is not eye-catching at all.
Mrs. Fan looked at each one carefully, tried to squeeze, nodded, found a big coat, and wrapped her things in it. Mibao also put on his shoes and followed behind.
When I came out and asked, Tang Youji had already carried the food to the county seat. Madam Fan didn't say much. She called Tang Youxiang and murmured a few words, then helped him stand up and prepared to go to Tang Xiaoman's house together. Mi Bao hurriedly stepped forward.
He opened his short legs and followed behind.
It is said that Tang Xiaoman was a very miserable child. His father had been sick since he was a child, and his mother had been ill. He had not saved a penny. He had not married a wife in his twenties. Later, his father also passed away, leaving only an old woman who was paralyzed and unable to move.
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Entering the house, it turned out that the house was bare. Tang Xiaoman was lying on the couch, his face was red from the fever, and he was feeling groggy.
Tang Youxiang became anxious when he saw him. He hurried over, poured him half a glass of water, helped him up, and fed him.
Tang Xiaoman opened his eyes: "Brother Youxiang..." He smiled reluctantly: "If I... you can help me take care of my mother, just give me food..."