The little man on the apex

I don't know when the rain stopped. In short, when Yan Heyi woke up, a ray of warm morning light happened to shine into the cave, and there were crisp birdsong in his ears.

The waist was bound tightly, and both arms and legs were numb. There was no fire tool yesterday, and the clothes were still wet on the body.

The person in his arms pressed his face against his chest, his body seemed to be terribly hot, his lips were slightly parted, and he was moaning something.

Yan Heyi patted him lightly and called out, "Yuanxi, wake up, the rain has stopped."

Yuan Xi was a little dizzy with fever, half-opened his eyes and called "brother", then let go of his hands, and lay on Yan Heyi's back sticky.

Yan Heyi picked up the person on her back and walked to the entrance of the cave. She saw the pomegranate flower yesterday, which was thrown outside by him and washed in by the rain. Now it is sticking to the stone wall.

He bent down slightly, picked up the flower, stuffed it into his sleeve, and wrapped the clothes on the person on his back.

Today is a fine weather, the sun is now at this time, it is already a bit hot, and the clothes on the two of them are almost dry before they go out of the mountain.

Yuan Xi woke up on Yan Heyi's back, subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "Brother, are we going to buy roasted chicken legs?"

Seeing that he was awake, Yan Heyi was slightly relieved, turned her head away, and pressed her forehead against his, her heart hung up again.

It's not burning lightly, it's so hot.

He lightly touched Yuanxi's hot head, and said with a smile: "I'm almost turning into a roast suckling pig, and I still want to eat chicken legs."

Yuan Xi frowned, hit Yan Heyi hard with his head, and yelled hoarsely: "What roast suckling pig? Brother is so self-respecting."

Yan Heyi let out an "ouch" when she was hit, and said in her heart: My little ancestor still remembers this.

He was afraid that Yuan Xi would fall asleep again and catch a second cold, so he kept talking to him, calling out "Yuan Xi" softly from time to time.

Yuan Xi's head was pressed against his ear, and he replied softly, "I'm here, brother."

Ahead is the path leading to the village. Yan Heyi stopped to take a breath, and lifted Yuanxi up, "We're almost home, Yuanxi."

Yuan Xi suddenly turned his head away, pricked up his ears to listen to something, "Brother, what's calling?"

Yan Heyi didn't hear anything, and a layer of cold sweat still broke out quietly on her body.

Last night, Yuan Xi fell into a deep sleep, but Yan Heyi didn't dare to close her eyes. There was thunder in the distance, as if there was always some wild beast calling.

I heard from an old man in the village that I saw a wolf in this mountain before, if it really found out, I would really have to meet Yuanxi again in my next life.

Those words in my heart have not been spoken yet, and the person in front of me has not been close, thank you.

He wanted to walk quickly with his head depressed, but Yuan Xi strangled his neck again: "Brother, stop, there seems to be movement in the grass over there."

As soon as Yuan Xi opened his mouth, Yan Heyi stopped obediently with both feet and bowed slightly no matter how frightened she was.

"Brother, it looks like a puppy."

Yuan Xi's legs were still weak, and he groped in the grass on a half-squat and half-kneeling basis, and picked up a small black dumpling.

Yan Heyi's heart pounded: It...couldn't it be a little wolf cub?

He was embarrassed to show his timidity in front of Yuan Xi, so he hurried over, squatted down beside him, and carefully discerned.

If the judgment is correct, this is really a little milk dog, the black fur all over the body is knotted, and a pair of darker eyes are bigger and clearer, staring at them timidly.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he realized that it was trembling slightly just like Yuan Xi.

Yuan Xi raised his eyes, stared at Yan Heyi and said, "Brother, let's pick it up and take it home."

Before, Yan Heyi always thought that Yuanxi's eyes were beautiful, but she couldn't find anything to compare them with. After seeing this puppy today, she realized that Yuanxi's eyes should be a pair of clear dog's eyes.

Who can resist a pair of doggy eyes staring at you?

Yan Heyi nodded: "Okay, let's take it home together."

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At home, Yan Heyi put the puppy next to the stove, then quickly took out a set of clean dirty clothes and told Yuan Xi to change into it, and boiled hot water to wipe his body.

Yuan Xi's body was not so hot anymore, and he fell asleep as soon as he got into bed.

Yan Heyi took out the herbs that were prepared at home, boiled them on the stove, and cooked some white porridge and two eggs. After finishing these, she remembered to clean up the muddy water on the puppy, and hugged her to dry under the sun in the yard. .

After sitting for a while, I heard someone shouting in the room:

"elder brother--"

"Mr. Yan—"

Yan Heyi hurriedly put the puppy on the stone table, and trotted all the way into the house.

He lifted the head of the person on the bed and leaned it on his forehead, it was still warm, but it was already much better than before.

Yuan Xi's lips burned a little, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, and said weakly:

"Didn't you use your hands to probe before? Now you use your forehead anyway."

"Cough...cough cough...brother, you don't respect yourself..."

Yan Heyi was a little guilty by what he said, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Do you want some white porridge?"

Yuan Xi nodded vigorously, motioning for Yan Heyi to help him sit up, and leaned against the bed rail wrapped in a quilt.

Yan Heyi brought over a bowl of steaming white porridge, and just sat down on the edge of the bed, Yuan Xi obediently opened his mouth and waited.

He blew near his mouth and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

After eating something, Yuan Xi regained his energy, and suddenly remembered the puppy: "Brother, where is the puppy?"

"I put it in the yard to bask in the sun."

"Did you feed it?"

"Not yet? Give it some porridge too?"

Yuan Xi frowned: "Brother, can the little milk dog eat white porridge? Does it want to drink milk?"

Yan Heyi became embarrassed: "There is no milk at home..."

Yuan Xi pointed to the peeled eggs on the table next to him: "Brother, give it my eggs. Crush the egg yolks and melt them in the water. Let's see if it eats."

Yan Heyi obeyed obediently and fed the puppy with a deeper dish.

The puppy basked in the sun, and the fur on its body was stretched out. It was black and shiny, and it was a big fluffy ball.

It must be very hungry, buried its head in the plate, and kept rolling the egg yolk to eat.

Yan Heyi was staring dazedly, when the people in the room shouted again: "Brother, I want to eat eggs!"

He didn't dare to neglect, and entered the room in three steps at a time, picked up another egg on the table, broke it into small pieces, and fed it to the little ancestor who was waiting on the bed with his mouth open.

Fortunately, he didn't listen to Yuan Xi's words and gave both eggs to the puppy.

Outside, the puppy regained some energy and began to bark "Wah-wah", and there was the sound of plates scratching on the slate.

Yan Heyi was worried, and came out to check, only to see that the puppy was licking the bottom of the plate, and half of the plate was already hanging in the air.

He hurried over to put the plate away, and then pampered the puppy: "But are you full?"

"Brother, I'm thirsty..."

"elder brother--"

"Mr. Yan—"

Hearing Yuan Xi's yelling, the puppy also opened its mouth and barked, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Yan Heyi ran into the house again and poured a bowl of water for the little ancestor.

"What did brother go, he won't come for so long."

Yan Heyi fed Yuan Xi a spoonful of water, and replied in a gentle voice, "I'll take him out to bask in the sun and brush his hair out."

Yuan Xi brushed his hair in front of him, and muttered in a low voice, "I haven't combed my hair yet."

Yan Heyi rubbed his head helplessly, and took out a wooden comb.

"I want to bask in the sun too."

"You will catch the wind, Yuanxi."

Yan Heyi still couldn't hold back Yuanxi, she wrapped her tightly in a quilt, and led her to sit on a stone bench in the courtyard.

The medicine on the stove was boiled, it smelled very bitter, and there were some sweet preserves at home, Yan Heyi took them out.

Before the medicine was brought to him, Yuan Xi pinched his nose: "Brother, it smells so bad."

He blinked those doggy eyes, and looked at Yan Heyi beggingly: "I don't want to drink medicine...can I not drink it?"

Yan Heyi held back her soft heart: "Good boy, I'll give you sweet preserves after drinking the medicine."

Yuan Xi pouted: "Even if I don't drink the medicine, my brother will give me sweet fruit."

Yan Heyi couldn't laugh or cry because of this sentence: what he said was right.

After coaxing for a long time, he finally fed half a bowl of medicine on the condition of one mouthful of medicine and one sweet fruit.

On the stone table, the puppy shook its fur and barked happily at the two of them.

"Brother, give me a name."

"Just call it Tuanzi, how about it?"