Chapter Fifty-two Becoming a Big Dog

  Song Wen took the small hill crab out of the bag, thinking that it would be good to build a house inside, so that things could be stored in the future. Otherwise, with these little things around, the things that come in will all be ruined. Feeling that his idea was not bad, he thought about going up the mountain tomorrow to cut some bamboo to build a small bamboo building.

  The mushroom seems to be unsuitable for indoor placement, otherwise it will be ruined by these small hermit crabs. He took the mushroom and Qingming vegetable seeds with him, thinking of finding a place to put them later.

  Walked around and saw the "ginseng" I put in earlier.

  After this thing was put in, he didn't look at it again. Unexpectedly, after only two days of not seeing it, the withered body of this "ginseng" became plump and moist, with a hint of moisture.

  Upon closer inspection, Song Wen also discovered that the "ginseng" had a hint of green on its head, as if it was about to sprout, and he didn't know what would eventually grow out of it.

  Looked around, and then planted this so-called "ginseng" in a spot not far from the strange rock that was neither too wet nor too dry, to avoid affecting its root development if it were planted in a pot.

  After dealing with the "ginseng", he took another look at the small white jade snail eating taro leaves and the small hill crab eating the small white jade snail, then brought out the Ruyi fan.

  The kitten is still tirelessly teasing the small white snail, sometimes also teasing the small hermit crab, but the little guy seems to be a bit afraid of the hermit crab's pincers, feeling that the small white snail is easier to bully.

  As soon as the fan came out, the little dog rushed over and rubbed against Song Wen with all its might. One day apart seemed like several springs and autumns, and it was deeply missed.

  He came back to hear his dad say that the little guy didn't come back and kept lying on the doorstep, even if he was taken back to the room, it would still run out. He had no choice but to take a box, put a soft old clothes in the box for it to sleep. Even so, he often got up to take a look, lest something happen to this little guy. This little guy last night made his dad toss and turn.

  Pinched the little guy's plump, fluffy and soft body, opened its mouth to take a look, and found that the little guy's teeth had already grown. Looks like it can eat on its own now, no need for him to hold it every day to drink milk.

  Now, the big water buffalo would snort and sniffle every time it saw him, as if to say that this guy was here again to mooch off its milk, with a look of disdain in its eyes.

  He wanted to say: "Sister, it's not me who drank your milk, is it that serious?" But people can't reason with a cow, or else it would be ridiculous.

  Last night, I was so nervous that I didn't sleep well. Today, I carried down several bags of peanuts and pecans, and I'm exhausted. He put the little dog in his bed and then turned off the lights to sleep. For some reason, my mind started thinking about the description of Taoist internal skills in "Yanghe Record", and I let go of everything, becoming empty and void, with no thoughts or objects, no shape or form, and nothingness.

  His mind was empty, his thoughts were calm, and his breathing was natural. The aura surrounding the Ruyi fan and copper mirror in his dantian flickered uncertainly, as if it was moving with his breath. In a place invisible to the naked eye, strands of air flowed into his body, circled around, and then surged towards the Ruyi fan and copper mirror, extremely eerie.

  The little dog seemed to sense something, and moved closer to Song Wen's side, sticking to him as he slept. The breathing on its belly even seemed to follow the rhythm of Song Wen's, it was truly strange.

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  In the early morning, birds that woke up early chirped incessantly on the rooftop.

  Song Wen came out of the room after brushing his teeth and washing his face, saw the slightly wet roof tiles, and only then did he realize that it had rained a little last night.

  Arriving at the balcony where the orchid is located, the orchid was nourished by last night's rain, and the green leaves still had sparkling raindrops on them.

  He was going to pour water anyway, and now it's just right, saved him the trouble.

  After looking around, I walked downstairs, and the little dog followed me with a wagging tail.

  He came to the backyard and saw the big water buffalo slowly eating its hot breakfast, it was his father who had brought it. He looked around and found that his dad was not there, so he secretly poured some spring water into it, and the big water buffalo ate happily.

  "Wooo... Wooo..."

  At this time, the puppy saw the calf drinking milk next to the big water buffalo and barked.

  Song Wen was surprised to find that the puppy had changed its voice, but still had a bit of a milky tone when it barked. Seeing the puppy wanting to suckle, he picked it up and comforted it with kind words: "You're already grown up, you need to eat food, do you know? Only then can you grow big and become a big dog, don't you understand?"

  The little dog tilted its ears and listened, but it was unclear whether it understood or not. It simply looked at him with its shiny black eyes, no longer barking.

  The cowshed of the big water buffalo was casually built before Song Wen, and there is no shelter on both sides. Now that the weather has turned cold, this cowshed is obviously not enough to block the chill of autumn wind, it seems that another one needs to be built.

  After watching the water buffalo, he fed the chickens and ducks again. Then he opened the back door and drove the chickens and ducks out to forage outside.

  The big water buffalo ate its fill and then strolled out with the little water buffalo.

  He closed the back door and came to the entrance of Little Hedgehog's cave.

  The little hedgehog didn't know what it was doing, constantly pushing the soil outwards and piling it up at the entrance and on top. Song Wen looked but didn't understand, and walked past. The little dog curiously glanced a few times, even poking its head into the hole to take a peek, seemingly not understanding either, and followed behind Song Wen, trotting along.

  Last night there was only a light rain, but somehow the grass in the yard grew again, and the seedlings didn't grow as fast as it did.

  Helpless, Song Wen had no choice but to squat down and pull out the weeds again, thinking in his heart that he was indeed a miserable person.

  He pulled out some grass for a while, his stomach growled with hunger, and he didn't care about the remaining grass anymore, running to eat.

  He was waiting for him to finish his meal and was about to eat when the little dog next to him suddenly started barking "wang wang".

  Song Wen glanced at the little guy and thought that he had never seen him so enthusiastic about anything else, but when it came to eating, he was very enthusiastic.

  Helpless, I first took a bowl, cut some wax meat, and made a soy sauce wax meat rice for it to eat. Then I didn't care about it anymore and started eating myself.

  Last night when he came back, Song Wen threw that wolf and the remaining roe deer into the kitchen, now it's unknown what happened to them.

  After dinner, he came to the kitchen and saw that the rabbit meat and wolf were already cold and stiff.

  In the south, most of the musk deer are toothed deer, also called river deer, without musk, often seen, and not considered rare.

  It's been a long time since I've seen wolves, and unexpectedly, they were encountered by them yesterday. It was a large group of them, and it was their good luck that they hid in the cave. If not, encountering wolves in the mountain forest would be a narrow escape from death.

  Wolf meat is actually similar to dog meat, and its functions are also similar, all of which are to tonify the five internal organs, warm the stomach, fill the marrow, and dispel wind and cold.

  In the past, there were many wild dogs around Songjiabao. Every evening, you could hear the howling of wild dogs "ooo-uuu, ooo-uuu", which made people's hair stand on end. Later, wolves also appeared, and sometimes even tigers would come out to join in the fun. At that time, it was often heard that someone's pig had been bitten by a tiger, and it was really a disaster. It wasn't until later when guns were available that these beasts became more subdued. After that, who knows if they were driven away or shot dead, but they rarely appeared again.

  Unexpectedly, there is no one hunting now, and the wild animals in the mountains have increased again.