Chapter 93 It's alright.
The aroma of meat filled the kitchen and seeped into the east room through the crack in the door.
Xiao Gua woke up at noon. Although he was still too weak to move much, he licked his lips, looking weak but very hungry.
I was very happy to see this; it seems that Xiaogua has regained his appetite.
Hurry up and go to the kitchen to get the meat, tearing it into small pieces without caring whether it was hot or not.
They brought it inside and fed it, one strip after another, into the little melon's mouth.
Little Gua seemed to have some difficulty opening her mouth and ate very slowly. She used her big pink tongue to roll a piece of meat into her mouth and smacked it for a long time before swallowing it.
After eating for a while, the aroma of the meat awakened Xiaodi.
I sat beside the dog and fed it slowly, one bite at a time.
The two dogs ate the small bowl of meat, albeit slowly, and finished it all.
That puts my mind at ease. As long as I can eat, I'll have the strength to heal my wounds and won't die.
Whether it's an internal or external injury, I'm always afraid of inflammation and infection, so I mix anti-inflammatory and antibacterial drugs into the milk powder and force-feed it to both dogs.
They were very obedient. Although it was a Western medicine, it still had a slightly bitter taste. They didn't resist at all when we passed by and drank as much as we gave them.
I guess you can understand that I'm trying to save them.
The little three and four children circled on the ground, looking at the little ground squirrels and melons that could lie on the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed). They were very anxious and wanted to get on the kang too.
I wouldn't allow them to cause trouble at this time, so I grabbed one dog in each hand and threw them into the kitchen.
And so, Xiaodi and Xiaogua lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) for three or four days, being fed medicine and food every day.
When I needed to relieve myself, I would fill a basin with soil and take care of it directly on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).
Finally, on the 5th day, Xiaodi was able to walk slowly.
Although it still limps a bit, and you can tell it's enduring pain, I'm happy as long as it can stand up and continue walking.
Little Gua's energy and spirit gradually recovered, and on the seventh day, he was finally able to stand up and walk slowly.
The two dogs haven't lost much weight; in fact, they seem to have gained some weight.
Maybe the food has been too good lately.
Thanks to anti-inflammatory and antibacterial medications, the little melon showed no signs of inflammation or infection and is gradually recovering.
Now that they can move around, when they need to relieve themselves, I let them slowly walk outside.
After Xiao Gua was able to walk, although he was still recovering, he ate a lot and pooped a lot, making the house smell bad. It was better to go outside to relieve himself.
After 10 days of careful care, the wound on my arm scabbed over.
The two dogs can now move freely on the ground.
The only change is that I've lost a lot of weight, while my two dogs have gained a lot of weight.
Seeing that Xiaogua's wound had scabbed over and no longer needed medication, I dared to squat down and examine the wound closely.
I clearly saw the dagger pierce in, so why didn't I die? Instead, I recovered quite quickly.
I avoided the wound and gently touched around Xiaogua's neck. Apart from the bloody cuts on the skin, Xiaogua didn't seem to feel any pain when I touched other places.
As if suddenly realizing something, I gently lifted the wounded fur.
I'd heard before that if a dog is fed well and fattened up, a layer of fat will grow between its skin and flesh, and its fur can be lifted up separately.
Dogs like these won't hurt if you get bitten during a fight.
It seems that although the man stabbed the little melon in the neck, he only damaged its fur and outer flesh, and the internal organs such as the throat artery were not damaged.
Goodness, at this moment, I experienced the benefits of gluttony and obesity; it practically saved a dog's life.
I will never restrain Xiaogua's appetite again. I will feed him as much as he wants, so he can grow up chubby and healthy.
I patted Xiaogua's head and stood up with relief. It seemed I no longer had to worry about the wound recurring.
Finally, having overcome the difficulties with the dogs, I started planning how to repay the Sangbiao clan for saving my life.
After washing the pork leg from which some meat was cut off, put it directly into the large iron pot to boil.
I added various spices and simmered it for a whole afternoon.
We stopped adding firewood at night, and the kang (heated brick bed) in the east room is now so hot that you can't touch it with your hands.
Once the broth in the pot has stopped boiling, use two spatulas to support the pork leg and lift it into a large basin.
Let it cool slightly until it's not too hot to handle, then use a cleaver to cut the whole pork leg into pieces.
Cut out a large pile of meat, take out two large bowls, and put half a bowl of meat in one of them.
Then pour the broth from the pot into a large bowl, add some cooked noodles, and stir well.
A large pot of fragrant pork leg noodles in broth is ready.
This is a noodle soup with more meat than noodles.
It was already dark outside, and I figured the wolves would appear, so I laboriously carried two large basins of meat to the gate of the yard.
Put the remaining small pile of meat on the cutting board, add meat broth and noodles, mix well, and it becomes another bowl.
The small bowl was brought to the east room, and Xiao Gua, ignoring the wound on his neck, pounced on it and started eating voraciously.
Xiao Di, Xiao San, and Xiao Si also came over to eat together, and soon the four dogs were full and round.
I went outside to check, but Sang Biao hadn't returned, and the wolf pack hadn't come either.
I led Xiaogua outside into the yard, and Xiaogua's eyes lit up as he looked at the yard full of food.
But it had just eaten too much and didn't have the stomach to eat anymore.
I gestured towards the mountain, and it seemed to understand what I meant. Little Gua looked up at the sky and howled twice.
After a while, they heard rustling sounds coming from the dry grass on the nearby mountain, and several wolves ran down the hillside.
Then he slowly walked to the large basin and began to eat heartily.
After everyone had eaten their fill, the bowl looked cleaner than I had ever washed it.
Sang Biao led a thin wolf with an unusually large belly to my side.
This wolf looks pregnant, and with such a big belly, it must be close to giving birth.
Sang Biao looked at the pregnant she-wolf and rubbed against my trouser leg.
After watching for a while, the mother wolf, imitating Sang Biao, came over and rubbed against my trouser leg.
I understand what they mean; they want me to take care of the pregnant woman.
Seeing me crouch down and tentatively touch the mother wolf, Sang Biao happily ran into the wolf pack.
Then, led by the alpha wolf, they disappeared into the night.
I stood there, stunned. To just leave a person here and walk away—no, to just leave a wolf here and walk away—that's really rude of me.
I saved Sang Biao once, the wolf pack saved me once, and now I'm being asked to take care of a pregnant woman. Sigh, when will this cycle of gratitude and resentment ever end?
But it's okay, I'm willing to take care of them. Who knows, I might even need the wolves to protect me in the future.
I led the mother wolf into the house. We weren't familiar with each other yet, and both of us felt a little awkward.
The third and fourth wolves, on the other hand, were very outgoing, bouncing around and having a great time playing around the mother wolf.
I decided to house the mother wolf in the breeding shed.
There is a stove in the breeding room, which can be used to keep warm when it is cold.
I've already washed the cotton pad that Sang Biao used to recuperate, and now I can give it to the mother wolf.
They intended to use the birthing box that the little wolf used for giving birth, but it was far too small for the mother wolf.
First, lay a layer of straw on the ground, which was casually cut during the autumn harvest.
Then place the cotton pads side by side on top.
She patted the cotton pad, and the mother wolf, understanding her intention, lay down on it.
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