"The wolves in the mountains are strange today. Why are they howling so hard?" The old hunter who returned to his home with the baby in his arms couldn't help but said to himself in surprise when he heard the howling of wolves one after another. You must know that the wild wolves in Langshan rarely howl much except for gathering on the top of the mountain to howl for a while every full moon night.
The old hunter was talking to himself as he pulled off the quilt on the kang, gently placed the little guy on the mattress, and pulled the corner of the quilt to cover the little guy's belly. It is now the end of summer, and even in the evening the weather is not too cold to freeze this little guy.
The old hunter didn’t cry when he saw the little guy. He only danced his little hands and kicked his calves. He was really energetic. His big black eyes looked at him steadily, his eyes were full of emotion. He was getting closer with joy, and his rosy little mouth opened slightly, as if he was greeting him.
The old hunter really didn’t know that this little doll was really greeting him. It's just a newborn baby. Not to mention talking, he can't even make many expressions. He can only shout "Grandpa...Grandpa..." in his heart again and again.
"What a painful little thing! It seems that God has protected you. After rolling on the river beach a few times, you didn't even get a scratch on your oily skin." The old hunter carefully inspected the little guy's body and found that this The baby was all white, not even a scratch. But just now he clearly saw the baby rolling several times on the river beach. The river beach was full of sand and gravel. Not only such a delicate little baby, but also a rough-skinned and thick-bodied man, rolling around in such a few circles would be enough. At least some scratches should be left.
The little baby waved its little hands and feet for a while, but the old hunter didn't pick him up. He couldn't help but close his big eyes and shrink his mouth, and started crying "Wow...". I don’t know if it’s because I just drank wolf’s milk, but my cry is much stronger than before.
The old hunter was startled and hurriedly swaddled the little one and held her in his arms. As soon as he hugged me, the little thing stopped crying. Instead, he tightly grasped the old hunter's clothes with one small hand, as if he would never let me go. Even though the little guy was so small, his little hands were really strong. The old hunter tried to take away the little guy's hand, but the little guy just held on to it and stabbed his old coarse clothes with his fingers. Several holes were made.
"Okay, okay... Grandpa is holding, holding... and won't put it down..."
The old hunter said helplessly and could only hold the baby in one hand. With one hand on fire, he cooked a pot of brown rice porridge and filled his stomach.
As long as it is nestled in the arms of the old hunter, the little baby will not cry or fuss. Its big black eyes are always staring at the face of the old hunter. The focused eyes actually reveal the endless joy of reunion after a long separation. .
After finally fooling his own belly, the old hunter touched the little baby's swollen belly and said with a smile: "The little one is not hungry right now, so there is no need to get food for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the little thing in his arms suddenly spit out bubbles angrily, and squeezed his mouth in grievance. He didn't cry out, but there were tears in his eyes.
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If the old hunter could read minds, he would definitely hear this little thing complaining: "I'm not hungry right now, but I can't just eat milk for the rest of my life. What will happen if I get hungry later?" What to do? Grandpa, you are so confused!"
Apparently the old hunter also thought about this problem, and his brows gradually wrinkled. Even if he had never raised a child, he knew that such a small baby would never be able to eat adult food, so it would need milk. But apart from him, an old hunter, the Wolf Mountain is full of animals. Where can he find milk?
Is it possible to catch a ewe with a calf? But this is Langshan Mountain, and the most common people in the mountain are wolves. The goats only run to Langshan Mountain to surrender to wolves when they are tired of living. He has been hunting here for decades and has never hunted a sheep.
The old Orion became more and more anxious, so he carried the baby out of the door and walked around the courtyard. Suddenly, he stopped and looked to the south. There is a village more than 20 miles south of Langshan Mountain. There may be a woman in the village who is breastfeeding a child. I wonder if he would exchange some prey for it. Will the women in the village be willing to breastfeed the child?
Well, if I hunt a few pheasants tomorrow and bring the money from selling the prey today, I can always get rations for this little guy. The old hunter made up his mind and was no longer anxious. He happily carried the baby back to the house, preparing to take the baby to bed. He had to get up early to hunt and take the baby to find milk tomorrow, but he didn't dare to delay, otherwise the little thing would starve.
As soon as he entered the house, the old Orion heard "Puff..." twice, and then a sour smell filled the air. The old hunter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "You little thing, you are really..."
Putting the little guy on the kang, the old hunter pulled off the white body stained with green sticky poop. The old hunter looked at the dirty little butt and sighed helplessly. He quickly mixed some warm water and carefully cleaned the little guy. Then he found his latest undershirt and tore it into pieces. The size of the white muslin cloth was stuffed under the little guy's buttocks and swaddled again. After watching the little guy fall asleep with his face relaxed, the old hunter picked up the dirty diaper and went to the courtyard to wash it.
While washing the diaper, the old hunter thought to himself: Look at the materials of this baby's clothes. I'm afraid such high-quality satin fabrics are only used in the houses of nobles in the capital. Now, there is this fine cotton cloth, which looks ordinary, but is extremely fine and soft. It is exactly the same as the Songjiang cloth he used to escort with the escort team. You must know that the output of fine Songjiang cloth is very small, and it is more expensive than silk. I heard that it is specially made for babies by noble families. This baby's family can use Songjiang cloth to make diapers. He must be extremely wealthy. How could he be willing to leave his baby in the mountains and wilderness? I'm afraid it's not some secret inside the house...
The more I think about getting older,The hunter's brows frowned more and more. He had already imagined a conspiracy drama for the little baby he had picked up, and he felt more pity for the child in his heart.
After drying the diaper, the old hunter returned to the house. Seeing that the little guy was sleeping soundly, he got on the kang and hugged the little guy to sleep. He has to get up early to hunt tomorrow. If he catches a few pheasants, he should be able to get rations for the little guy.
The old hunter was worried about the little kid's food rations, but the little kid himself was not worried at all. You must know that this is Langshan. Her wolf father, wolf mother, wolf uncle, and aunt are all here. How can she starve the little princess of Langshan?