Other craftsmen: “…?”
They have been wandering around here for five days, but how come they have never seen a chicken coop over there?
"Mom, do you want to pet the fox?"
Jinbao grabbed the fox cubs and handed one to Wang Yi.
Wang Yi quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no, you take it first, my hands hurt."
Although the little fox is very cute, her hands are covered in blood. Touching wild animals when her wounds have not healed is just waiting for infection.
“Crack!”
Suddenly there was a loud thunder and raindrops fell down with a crackling sound.
Wang Yi quickly stood up.
Jinbao put the things in the bag on the donkey's back and said, "Mom, let's go quickly. Let's go back to the village first."
Wang Yi nodded solemnly.
It seems that I can’t get back to Zhuangzi before the heavy rain covers the mountains.
The workers quickly pulled the firewood they had chopped today onto the cart, packed up their things and returned to the village.
Fortunately, they returned in time and reached the village before the mountain became slippery.
As soon as he came back, heavy rain poured down, thunder and lightning crackled, and the green trees around the village were blown to and fro. The little fox chirped and didn't care whether it was a human or not, and kept crawling into Jinbao's clothes.
The rain fell on the piles of chopped wood, splashing a layer of water mist.
When the rain stops, the firewood will be easily dried, so it doesn't matter if it gets wet.
But the dry food they had was not enough.
Just when Wang Yi was hesitating whether to use the space, he suddenly saw a group of people coming in the heavy rain.
The group of people, wearing straw raincoats, stood silently in the rain, looking towards the village.
Wang Yi suddenly felt a chill.
He comes with ill intentions.
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