A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"What a beautiful tail!" He couldn't help but stroke its tail gently twice, then picked it up, only to see that its front paw was injured and still bleeding.

"Oh, you're bleeding!" His heart ached. He recalled the time when he cut his hand in the palace and Sikong Yan bandaged his wound with a handkerchief. He reached into his bosom, but there was nothing. He was so anxious that he turned around.

"What should I do? What should I do? The puppy will die!" His eyes fell on the belt. "This will work!" He quickly untied the belt, tied it around the puppy's injured foot, and then tied it into a bow around its leg like Sikong Yan.

"Okay! You won't die! Just lie here and recover. I'll come to see you this afternoon!" He clapped his hands happily and was about to get the buns. But he saw the puppy suddenly stand up and put its head into the cloth bag where he had just put the buns.

"Hey, hey, that's my food for the next two days, don't eat it all!" The silly madwoman grabbed the puppy's tail and dragged it back. Fortunately, the puppy was not heavy, and she used all her strength to drag it out.

I saw it take out a bun with its little mouth, squat down on the ground, hold it with its two front paws and bite it bit by bit!

"So you're hungry! Eat it!" The silly madman sat by the bushes, watching the puppy eat the meat bun bit by bit, and soon it finished it. It was obvious that it was as hungry as he was. After eating, it wagged its tail at the silly madman.

The silly madman touched its snow-white head, picked it up and put it in the grass a little. Then he wrapped the remaining buns and put them next to it, patting its back.

"Watch out! This is our rations! I'm going to go around the village and find a place to sleep for the night! Hide you first!"

The puppy seemed to understand what he said. It wagged its tail and hummed at him twice! The silly madman then returned the bush to its original shape to hide from it. He carried the pot of soup on his waist and walked towards the village that was vaguely visible on the other side.

The silly madman walked into a not very crowded village. The village was very old, all built with stone and wooden boards, most of which were covered with thatch. It was very quiet inside, and from time to time there was the sound of a mother scolding her child, and the sound of a child throwing a tantrum.

He sneaked into a quieter house to take a look and saw a little boy bathing in a large wooden tub.

He sang as he washed. This person was the little boy who wanted to steal his buns today.

Seeing the clean clothes hanging on the bamboo pole, the silly madman looked at his dirty and torn clothes, looked around, found a four or five foot long branch from the weeds in the yard, poked the patched clothes hanging on the bamboo pole silently, held it in his arms, carefully carried the boy on his back, and ran out of the door lightly...

After a while, he heard a voice from far away in the house shouting: "Mom, where are my clothes? The bamboo pole that my clothes were hung on is gone?"

"What?" His mother certainly didn't understand whether it was the clothes or the bamboo pole that was missing.

The silly madman ran and thought, he must have jumped out naked and shouted in a hurry. After running for a while, he could no longer hear the sound behind him, so he stopped panting. He looked at the clothes and thought that he was dirty and smelly, so he had to go to the pond to take a bath. As he walked, he heard crying coming from a house in front.

"Mom, I was bitten by a madman. Will I go crazy? Wahhhhh..."

His mother's angry voice came from the room: "Why don't you chop off your hand? How dare you mess with a lunatic? Do you think your life is too long?"

The stupid madman stopped and listened. It turned out that in front of him was the home of the fat boy who stole his buns!

The fat boy's cry was heard again from the room: "Mom, save me, take me to see a doctor quickly."

Then his mother's angry voice was heard: "You have stolen all the money in the family, and you still want to see a doctor? Chop off your hands!" There was a clang, as if it was the sound of someone picking up a knife.

The fat boy begged for mercy in fear, “Mom, please don’t chop me, don’t chop me, I won’t dare to do it again…”

The foolish madman walked towards the forest with his clothes in his arms, feeling lost. They all had mothers who loved them, but what about him? He decided to find a mother for himself, so that he would have someone to love him. He quickly ran to the pond, took off his clothes, and soaked them in the shallow water while washing his rotten and dirty clothes. Because he knew that if he lost them, he would have nothing to wear even his rotten clothes.

The injured puppy seemed to feel him bathing by the lake. He sat by the lake with the bag of buns in his mouth and watched him bathe quietly.

The silly madman looked back and saw it, and happily splashed water at the puppy and asked, "Do you want to come?"

The white puppy seemed to understand what he said and shook its head and hummed twice.

"Forget it if you don't want to come. Oh, I forgot, you are so white and clean, you don't need to wash at all." He put the washed clothes on the white stones in the water, and rubbed every inch of skin on his body quickly...

After putting on the clothes, he felt refreshed. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. The little boy was half a head taller than him. Although the clothes were too long, there was a belt to hold them up. The pants were just right. After putting on the clothes, he was like a different person. He didn't look crazy at all.

He was so happy that he turned around in circles and asked the only friend he knew, the puppy.

"Does it look good? Does it look good, baby?"

The puppy's narrow eyes seemed to be smiling, and it made a "hmm" sound.

He heard it say "beautiful, beautiful", so he stopped and came close to the puppy, saying dejectedly: "What's the use of being beautiful? We have no place to stay tonight!"

The puppy tilted its head back and hummed twice.

The silly madman looked up in surprise and asked, "You mean you have a place to live?" He took the bag of buns in his hand and urged, "Take me there!"

The puppy wagged its tail and limped ahead, leading the way. After walking along several winding paths and through a dozen dense bushes, we finally arrived under a towering tree. The tree's roots were intertwined and buried in the soil, with half of them exposed above the ground, forming many large and small holes.

The puppy made humming sounds at him.

"Is this the place?" He walked around the tree holding the bun. He counted and found that his little feet had walked forty steps. The tree was really big! There was a relatively large hole formed by the roots under the tree, which could accommodate an adult. He picked up the white puppy and crawled in.

"Wow..." He was very happy to look inside. There was enough space for three or four small beds. This was the best house he had ever lived in. There was light coming through the cracks in the ceiling.

He put the puppy and the buns down and clapped his hands happily: "Oh, I finally have a family! What I need is a mother! Tomorrow I will go to the street and find a mother for us." His fantasy was very beautiful. After all, children who are only four years old yearn for beauty.

The puppy looked at him affectionately with its narrow eyes. It also thought this was a good idea! It also wanted to have a mother.