Chapter 58 Qi Guang and Zhan Xue's First Encounter
Zhan Xue was born during the last winter vacation of Qi Guang’s senior year in high school.
At that time, the herdsmen all returned to their winter homes, preparing to spend the difficult winter.
The radiator in the house in the county town exploded, so Qi Guang had no choice but to move back to the winter home with his grandmother to stay temporarily.
Qi Shengli stocked up on enough food so that his family could comfortably spend the cold winter.
Qi Guang had never followed Qi Shengli in milking, herding, or doing housework before.
But because the father and son had not known each other for a long time, when they suddenly lived together, they became more polite to each other in an inexplicable way.
Grandma is old, so she naturally needs their care.
So Qi Guang reluctantly "struggled" for the milking job from Qi Shengli.
Of course, at the beginning, I was clumsy and always made the cows very annoyed by milking.
There were even a few times when I was almost gored by my own cow...
But after squeezing in a few times, it became a little easier.
Although the speed is slow, at least I am not rejected by the cows.
Some of them actually started trembling when they saw Qi Guang.
One day, Qi Guang was walking back carrying a bucket of milk.
On a winter morning, it was so quiet that the only sound seemed to be Qi Guang's own breathing.
Suddenly, a cry came into Qi Guang's ears.
The voice was not loud, but it was filled with sadness.
Qi Guang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl kneeling in the snow, sobbing with her head down.
Ayizati.
Qi Guang’s neighbor.
He seems to be three years younger than him. He also goes to school in the county town and has just started high school.
"Aizati, what's wrong with you?"
Aizati looked up and saw Qi Guang’s red face from the cold, her eyes full of concern.
Ayizati's eyes were red and tear-stained, as if she had suffered a great injustice. When she saw Qi Guang, she couldn't hold it in anymore and said in a tearful voice:
"Brother Qi Guang, it's dying."
"Who are you talking about?"
Qi Guang suddenly became nervous. Ayizati only had her mother and her elderly grandmother at home. Her father froze to death in the snow because he was drunk when she was very young.
Ayizati straightened up, revealing what she was holding in her arms—
A ball of white fluffy little creature huddled in Aizati's arms, eyes closed, looking very uncomfortable.
"Snow mastiff?"
Qi Guang is very different. Generally, Tibetan Mastiffs have black hair, which can absorb as much heat as possible to resist the cold in the cold plateau areas.
But the Snow Mastiff probably had a genetic mutation, so its fur was white, which meant that its birth was destined to be a fragile accident.
Winter is the time when herders return to their winter dens, and it is also a hotbed for the love of Tibetan Mastiffs.
During this period, the birth rate of Tibetan Mastiffs was very high.
"Nidao doesn't like it..."
Nidao is Ayizati's sheepdog and a warrior who once defeated three wild wolves.
He is also the father of this little guy.
Special things are always rejected at first. For Nidao, this snow mastiff is not the warrior in his heart.
Because it is not born strong, it is destined to be a loser in this world where the strong prey on the weak.
"If there were nine cubs in this litter, it would never be able to get its mother's milk."
If so, she must be the mother of this little snow mastiff.
"No one cared about it, so I fed it with a bottle. It was fine before, but today, it was bitten by other mastiffs while trying to drink its mother's milk..."
As Aizati spoke, her voice became tearful.
"I asked my mother to save it, but she said cows don't produce much milk in winter and it won't live long anyway, so she told me to give up..."
"Brother Qi Guang, what should we do? Can you help it?"
Qi Guang carefully pulled apart the snow mastiff's hair and found several wounds with dried blood around them.
He thought of something, helped Ayizati up and said:
"Come with me."
Winter nest, next to the warm stove.
Qi Shengli was making milk tea, and grandma had already picked up a bowl and was drinking it slowly.
Qi Guang walked in with Han Feng and Ayizati.
He put down the milk bucket, and the severe cold had already covered the fresh milk with a thin layer of ice.
"I'm back. Come and have a bowl of milk tea to warm it up."
As grandma spoke, she handed the bowl in her hand to Qi Guang. She turned her head and saw the little girl following behind her.
Ayizati has superior bone structure, thick eyebrows and big eyes. At this moment, there are tears in her eyes, which makes her look even more pitiful.
"Ah, little Zati is here too, come and sit down."
"Hello grandma, hello uncle Shengli."
Qi Shengli nodded slightly at Aizati and continued to make milk tea in silence.
Grandma's eyes narrowed into crescents and she said happily:
"Look at this little face, it's red from the cold. Drink a bowl of milk tea to warm it up."
Qi Guang's outstretched hand caught nothing.
Grandma turned the milk tea around and handed it to Aizati.
Aizati looked at the little guy in her arms, then looked at Qi Guang.
Qi Guang quickly reached out and carefully picked up the snow mastiff. Only then did Aizati have the time to take the milk tea and hurriedly expressed her gratitude.
"Oh, what is this?"
Grandma obviously also discovered this snow mastiff.
So Qi Guang told her what had happened to the snow mastiff, and while he was speaking he glanced at Qi Shengli intentionally or unintentionally.
Qi Shengli's attention seemed to be on the milk tea bubbling in the pot, and he still didn't say anything.
"Ah, this little guy is so pitiful. Shengli, can you think of a way to save him?"
When grandma said this, three pairs of eyes turned to Qi Shengli.
Qi Shengli then looked up.
But he just glanced at the dying snow mastiff in Qi Guang's arms, then lowered his head and poured the milk tea into the two bowls.
He picked up one of the bowls and handed it to grandma, then said:
"I'll try."
Just three words brought tears to Aizati's eyes again.
"Don't cry, it can survive. But you have to keep it at my house for a while first, okay?"
Qi Guang comforted Aizati softly.
"Yes, anything is fine. You can even let it follow you. As long as it can survive."
Aizati smiled for the first time.
"Well, Lao Qi will find a way."
When Qi Shengli heard the word "Lao Qi", his hand that was pouring milk tea paused.
"Thank you, thank you Uncle Shengli, thank you grandma."
Ayizati drank the milk tea in her hand and said to Qi Guang again:
"Thank you, Brother Qi Guang."
Qi Guang smiled and said, "Study hard."
Since Aizati's father passed away, her family's conditions have become increasingly worse.
Several times, Ayizati's mother Yeliza wanted her to drop out of school, but Qi Guang's grandmother stopped her.
The old man took out his savings to pay for Aizati's tuition, just to give this smart child the opportunity to see a wider world.
Fortunately, Ye Liza listened to Grandma Qi Guang's advice, so Ayizati did not drop out of school.
Aizati thanked him repeatedly before leaving.
Qi Shengli has already started checking the snow mastiff's wound, and has skillfully cleaned, applied medicine, and bandaged it.
Qi Guang also fed the snow mastiff some milk.
The little guy finally opened his eyes and weakly adapted to the strange environment and this group of strange yet inexplicably friendly people.
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