In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

Wang Jianguo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. His eyes were always fixed on the tigress's eyes which radiated a vigilant light. Then he slowly raised his feet and moved gently towards the tigress step by step.

She took every step with extreme caution, fearing that an inadvertent sound or abrupt movement would once again irritate this "Queen of the Forest" who was so eager to protect her calves.

His figure appeared particularly cautious in the dim cave, like an explorer heading towards an unknown danger.

When Wang Jianguo finally approached the tigress, he stopped and stood there quietly for a moment, allowing the tigress to get used to his approach.

Then, he stretched out his hand very slowly, and that hand was trembling slightly, and with a bit of caution and flattery, he gently placed it on the top of the tigress's head.

His fingers gently shuttled through the tigress's thick and coarse hair and began to slowly stroke it, again and again, with slow and gentle movements, as if comforting a frightened child.

At the same time, Wang Jianguo said to the tigress in a voice as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake:

"Don't be afraid, she won't hurt you. She likes your child. Let her touch your child, okay?"

His tone was full of earnestness and expectation, and his eyes were always fixed on the tigress, trying to convey his sincerity through his eyes. The voice echoed in the cave, carrying a reassuring power.

Miraculously, the tigress gradually calmed down under Wang Jianguo's gentle touch and soft soothing.

It narrowed its eyes slightly and let out a low and comfortable purring sound from its throat, as if it was really enjoying Wang Jianguo's touch, and its vigilance towards its surroundings was also reduced a little.

Wang Jianguo keenly captured the change in the tigress's mood. He was secretly delighted and quietly cast an encouraging look at He Yushui behind him. At the same time, he raised his hand slightly, motioning her to go forward and hug the little tiger.

He Yushui received the signal. Although he was still nervous, seeing that Wang Jianguo had already calmed the tigress down, he plucked up his courage and walked forward slowly.

Her footsteps were as light as if she was walking on clouds, and every step was accompanied by inner struggle and a contest of courage.

When she finally walked to the little tiger, He Yushui's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She swallowed nervously and caught a glimpse of the tigress glancing at her out of the corner of her eye.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. He Yushui didn't dare to breathe. He stared at the tigress, waiting for her reaction.

Fortunately, the tigress did not make any move to stop him. She just looked at He Yushui quietly, and the vigilance in her eyes had mostly faded away.

He Yushui then felt relieved and picked up one of the little tigers. The little tiger twisted its body gently in her arms, furry and warm.

A joyful smile instantly broke out on He Yushui's face. She gently stroked the little tiger's back, her eyes full of doting, as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Wang Jianguo stood aside, watching this scene, and smiled slightly, silently praying in his heart that this harmony would continue and that they could successfully achieve their goal.

He Yushui held a little tiger tightly in her arms, as if she was holding the most fragile treasure in the world, and every movement was filled with extreme caution.

She bent her body slightly and walked so slowly as if she was walking on clouds, for fear of disturbing the little one who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and for fear of angering the tigress who was watching her closely.

One step, two steps... She moved cautiously towards the direction where Wang Jianguo and the tigress were, and each step she took was almost inaudible.

After finally moving closer, she bent down gently and tentatively touched the ground with her toes, looking for the most stable foothold.

After making sure that no noise would be made, he slowly squatted down, and then sat down extremely gently. The whole process was like a slow motion shot in a movie, elegant and cautious.

The tigress had been staring at He Yushui, but after seeing how gently she cared for her cubs, the vigilance in her eyes faded a little.

It rubbed the little tiger in He Yushui's arms affectionately, and made a soft purring sound in its throat, as if it was expressing gratitude to He Yushui, or as if it was interacting intimately with its own child.

Then, it opened its mouth slightly, and its pink tongue gently stretched out, licking the cub's little head and body tenderly again and again. The light of maternal love shone brightly in this dim cave.

He Yushui looked at the heartwarming scene in front of him, her heart full of novelty and emotion. She turned to look at Wang Jianguo, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, and asked softly:

"Brother Jianguo, what is the name of this tiger mother? Have the cubs been named yet?"

Her voice was as gentle as the snowflakes falling outside the cave, echoing slowly in this quiet space. She was afraid that a louder volume would break this rare tranquility.

The light in the cave was dim, and only a few rays of moonlight shining through the cave entrance cast a hazy light on this corner.

He Yushui held the little tiger in her arms, her eyes full of novelty and anticipation, and she seemed to be immersed in the joyful atmosphere of naming the little tigers.

She turned to look at Wang Jianguo, with a questioning gleam in her eyes, and brought up the issue of naming again.

Wang Jianguo was slightly stunned at first, then shook his head subconsciously, with a simple smile on his face, and said to He Yushui:

"No, I don't know how to name it."

His voice echoed softly in the cave, with a bit of simplicity and helplessness. He usually traveled through the mountains and forests, dealing with birds and animals, but he had never thought about the delicate work of naming.

When He Yushui heard this, her brows instantly furrowed, like two crescent moons standing upside down. She curled her lips, with some dissatisfaction in her eyes, and looked at Wang Jianguo and said:

"That one can't be named. That one is called An An. What do you call this one?"

As she spoke, she gently rocked the little tiger in her arms, as if to remind Wang Jianguo of the importance of the matter. The little tiger twisted uncomfortably in her arms, and He Yushui quickly tightened her arms and gently comforted it.

When Wang Jianguo was confronted with this question, his mind started working rapidly, but he couldn't think of a suitable answer for a while.

In the blink of an eye, his eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out without thinking:

"Just call her Tigress."

The tone was as if he had found a perfect solution, and there was a hint of pride on his face.

When He Yushui heard this, she first widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe her ears. The next second, she burst into loud laughter.

The laughter echoed back and forth in the cave, causing the sand and stones on the cave wall to fall. She laughed so hard that she fell backwards, pointed at Wang Jianguo, and said to him breathlessly:

"Hahahaha, Brother Jianguo, you called her a tigress, that's really rude. Luckily it's a tiger. If it was a girl, she would have scratched your face, hahahaha."