Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Tiger Comes Home
Song Ruan felt soft-hearted after being looked at, and threw another strip of meat over.
The golden tabby grabbed it in one bite, carefully hid behind the tree and continued to eat it, then poked its head out to look at her.
After a few exchanges like this, the big tiger seemed to have grown a little bolder. It no longer hid behind the tree with the meat in its mouth. Instead, it carefully bit and swallowed the meat where it fell, with its two furry ears moving.
Song Ruan felt itchy and accidentally (intentionally) threw the strip of meat closer to her, about six or seven meters away.
The big tiger stared at the strip of meat eagerly, then looked at Song Ruan who was not far away. It curled up and lay down, half exposing its white belly, with its nails retracted into its sheaths, its paws pointing downwards, and it lowered its head and looked at her pitifully - this is the posture of submission for cats.
Song Ruan smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I know you don't mean to fight me."
She wasn't bragging, if this lame tiger dared to fight with her, she would let it know in a minute what "becoming a good tiger again after 18 years" meant.
Another piece of meat was thrown over.
This piece of meat was a piece of fresh meat that she had received in the space and had not yet processed. It weighed a full ten kilograms and it splashed up a cloud of dust when it hit the ground.
She clearly saw the big tiger's eyes light up and he spit out a mouthful of saliva.
The big tiger looked at her cautiously, crawled forward a few steps tentatively on its paws, took a few more steps, and tentatively took a bite of the meat. Seeing that Song Ruan was still smiling, it immediately started to eat with relish.
It has been a long time since it has eaten so well. Woo woo woo, it eats, eats.
It vividly shows the origin of the word "wolfing down".
Without any grass or trees blocking the view, Song Ruan was finally able to see the tiger's entire appearance.
The first reaction was that it was very thin, like an empty frame wrapped in a thin piece of oil paper, with ribs sticking out and a drooping tail. It looked listless and did not have the majestic aura of the king of beasts that she had seen on TV before.
Song Ruan moved her gaze downwards and understood the reason for its appearance - the wound on its front paw.
The wound was swollen and red due to suppuration, just like a big steamed bun painted rosy for the New Year. You can vaguely see the root of the problem is the two bloody wounds in the middle where the bones can be seen. The skin and flesh are torn, and there is no sign of healing.
Because of the pain, the paw didn't touch the ground at all, but just lightly touched the ground. When it stopped to eat, insects and flies flew around it.
The tiger didn't care. He just buried his head in the meat and swallowed it in big mouthfuls, as if the meat would grow legs and run away if he was a little slower.
Song Ruan's eyes fell on its belly that was rising and falling like the waves. She saw several protruding breasts, but no milk, like a few shriveled papayas.
——A tigress with cubs.
Song Ruan felt pity, so she grabbed another handful of dried meat and threw it over, and also poured a small basin of water from the water bag and placed it next to it.
The sweet chunks of meat dispelled Jinhua’s last bit of anxiety—how could this biped be a bad guy if it could be given so much food?
It limped towards the dried meat, slurping the water with its tongue rolled up.
The dried meat was soaked in water and swelled up in Jinhua's stomach. It burped long and tears filled its eyes with excitement - this was the first time it had a full meal in so many days! !
Jinhua looked at the half basket of dried meat left by Song Ruan, and her yellow eyes blinked.
It approached Song Ruan cautiously and turned over its belly like it used to act like a spoiled child next to its mother.
The white belly looked soft and furry. Song Ruan couldn't help but took action.
It feels good to touch, Song Ruan, touch it.
The tiger was purring and rubbing its head on the ground. It really looked like a big cat.
Because the touch felt so comfortable, Jinhua's four paws kept stepping on others unconsciously. She accidentally kicked Fatty's front paw to the ground, causing him to scream in pain.
But it didn't jump up and get angry. Instead, it hummed "woooo" and deliberately stretched its claws under Song Ruan's eyelids.
It hurts. It hurts.
It saw it last time, this two-legged beast showed its legs to that stupid donkey!
In their forest, a donkey that small would have to wait for death if its leg was broken, but that stupid donkey could jump and dance!
Jinhua is a smart tiger!
Song Ruan held the big paw with some uncertainty: "Do you want me to help you treat the disease?"
"Ahhh~" (clamp)
Song Ruan exchanged a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao and two bottles of saline solution from the system, and looked at the tiger who was staring at him eagerly: "Then shall I start?"
After thinking about it, she didn't take action directly. Instead, she turned over and rode on it. Her legs pinned the tiger to the ground like straps. She leaned over and pressed its back with her body, then freed her hands to grab its claws.
The paw is so rotten that it must be cleaned before applying medicine. It must be a bit painful. She is a little afraid that the big cat will not be able to bear the pain and scratch her.
Although the big breasts are very beautiful, she doesn't want to get hurt.
To its surprise, the tiger was very well behaved throughout the whole process. When she used saline solution to wash away the pus and rotten flesh, she could feel the tiger under her trembling with pain and its ears twitching, but it forced itself not to move.
Let me put it this way, he is much better behaved than those kids who get shots in the buttocks at the clinic.
Song Ruan looked a little pitiful, and softened her voice to coax him: "Good boy, it will be fine soon, just bear with it."
In other words, who can resist moaning when seeing such cute big breasts?
Jinhua: “Ahhh.” (whispering)
After Song Ruan rinsed the wound, she sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao powder around it, then tore off a piece of Song Jiabao's clothes to bandage it up - she said that it was the right thing to take everything away at that time, and now it's time to use it.
It would certainly be better to use gauze, but gauze in that era was not as common and easy to obtain as it is in later generations. Even the clinic in the commune only had a little bit of it. This big cat was running all over the mountain. What if it fell somewhere and someone picked it up and became suspicious?
In comparison, a piece of rag is much more normal, and the person who picks it up may even feel lucky and keep silent.
Song Ruan tied a bow around Jinhua's paw, climbed down from it, and pinched it: "Okay."
Jinhua looked down at her paws and stepped on the ground tentatively.
It still hurt a little, but not nearly as sharp as before.
Jinhua purred to express her joy.
"Be careful, and try to let this thing stay on your paw for a few more days before you get rid of it."
Song Ruan gave these instructions while brushing off the dust on herself.
This big cat is really good at hiding dust. It looks clean and furry, but once you touch it, your hands are covered with dust. Her palms feel like they are wearing a layer of dusty gloves.
Song Ruan patted her hands with a bit of disgust.
Jinhua stared at her innocently and tilted her head.
Oh my duck! !
Song Ruan's eyes popped into hearts on the spot, and she opened her arms and rushed over again: "Oh my big tits, hug me!!!"
Jinhua was embraced and licked her nose with her head tilted back.
This biped seems easier to talk to than its mother.
Song Ruan touched and hugged it, taking full advantage of it, and generously poured out all the unroasted meat strips in the backpack.
He casually pulled up some long grass from the ground and tied the dried meat together, making it look like a bundle of firewood. He brought it to Jinhua's side and said, "Take it back and eat it!"
Jinhua's crystal clear saliva flowed down, and he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth: So generous!
Its eyes also became sparkling.
All the meat to be roasted was sent out. Song Ruan put out the fire, put the previously roasted dried meat into the backpack and prepared to go down the mountain - there was nothing to do.
"Go back quickly, we'll see each other again."
Although this big tiger is cute, it is a big eater. Just have sex with it once.
She waved at Jinhua.
Jinhua didn't understand, so it sat obediently on the ground, with its tail wrapped around its paws, watching Song Ruan leave.
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Since the frost, the temperature in Northeast China has been getting lower day by day, especially since it has rained in the past few days. The saying "an autumn rain brings a chill" is fully demonstrated at this time.
Also because of the rain and mud, Song Ruan did not go up the mountain in the past few days.
That night, she was covered with a thick quilt, curled up on the warm kang, listening to the sound of rain coming from the dark window, and felt extremely comfortable.
In fact, although it is a bit cold at this time, most people will still choose to hold on - it is not yet time to heat the kang. If the firewood is used up now, what will you do in winter?
Song Ruan suddenly felt hungry and wanted to roast some sweet potatoes and potatoes, so he cooked them together - since he had already ordered it, he might as well make the most of it.
The fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, after peeling the skin, reveal the soft and golden flesh inside. The sweetness and hotness bloomed on the tip of the tongue when taken a bite. Song Ruan hissed and lay down in the bed with satisfaction - what a heavenly life.
Suddenly, she heard a faint noise coming from the door, which was not very obvious in the rainy night with the sound of water everywhere. If Song Ruan's body had not been strengthened, she would probably have ignored it.
Song Ruan concentrated and listened again, and there was indeed some movement.
She went out with the lantern in her hand, and when she passed the donkey shed, she saw the little donkey snorting and stamping its hooves nervously, so she picked up an axe.
"Who is it?" she asked, standing at the door.
There was no answer from the door, but instead there were more excited flapping sounds coming from underneath it, like some animal was scratching at the door.
Animals scratching at the door? ? ?
Song Ruan suddenly paused, feeling a sense of disbelief.
She opened the door slowly, but did not relax her hand holding the knife.
Sure enough, in the dim light of the lantern, a brilliant yellow color squeezed in from the gap in the door, which had not yet been fully opened, and ran into the yard along her legs.
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