Pei Nansheng looked at the distant mountains and forests with a solemn expression.
Xiao Hao remained vigilant and alert, his eyes fixed on the incessantly howling A-San.
Zuo Ling was drinking soup when she stopped and listened carefully.
On this snowy night, his shoulders and neck were tense, his legs were trembling, and he let out a low growl that had little power.
The waterfall wrinkled its rabbit face and tilted its head, as if it found the noise annoying.
On a cargo ship.
Guo Qi, Yang Chengang, He Xiao, Ning Qiang... and the rest of the group stopped what they were doing and looked out into the unpredictable mountains and forests.
The howling continued for more than ten minutes before subsiding.
Ah San roared until he had exhausted all his strength, his spirits were low, and he let Xiao Hao tie him up.
Xiao Hao no longer dared to be careless, and his contempt disappeared. After a fight, he realized the difference between himself and Ah San.
If it weren't for his brother's intervention, the Indian would have escaped.
He raised his foot to kick the Indian man, then thought about it, lowered it, and instead pushed the Indian man.
"Hurry up, I haven't finished eating yet..."
Thinking about what just happened... I felt nauseous and rubbed my hands on my body.
He dragged the Indian man to the outhouse, asking, "Do you know what this is for?"
Ah San lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.
He opened the latrine door and pointed to the pit inside: "This is where you use the toilet from now on."
Xiao Hao squatted down. "Come here, understand?"
He tore off a piece of toilet paper. "After you're done, use this. Don't do what you did again... huh? Got it?"
The Indian man glanced at it, his eyes darting between the latrine and the toilet paper; heaven knows if he understood anything.
After putting Ah San back in the cage, Xiao Hao was about to eat when he remembered what had happened. He frowned and put down his chopsticks.
I filled a basin with water, lathered it with soap, and carefully cleaned my hands.
After washing, he brought another basin of water to the cage, gestured for Ah San to wash his hands, and even gave Ah San a demonstration.
Ah San ignored him completely, so Xiao Hao got angry and poked him with a stick.
"Hurry up and wash, it's dirty and smelly, it's disgusting."
Ah San'er lunged at Xiao Hao, about to yell at him, but when he saw Zuo Ling looking over, for some reason, he didn't want to yell anymore.
Imitating Xiao Hao, I rinsed it perfunctorily.
Xiao Hao was not satisfied and grabbed Ah San, washing him himself. "Washing him like this, applying soap and scrubbing, is so clumsy."
Ah San was about to get angry again, but when he saw Zuo Ling smiling at them, that smile made people unconsciously want to get closer.
Seeing that Ah San kept looking at his sister, Xiao Hao slapped him in disgust.
Xiao Hao was dressed in a well-fitting tracksuit, looking neat and upright. Looking at himself, he saw a dark, drab animal-skin skirt around his waist that barely covered his private parts. He suddenly felt that the animal skin on his body was terribly ugly.
He grabbed Xiao Hao's clothes and pulled them down hard. Ah San wanted to tear them off; they were just too much of an eyesore.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Xiao Hao's clothes are of very good quality. A-San tried to tear them for a long time but couldn't get them to rip them. Not only could he not tear them, but they didn't even have a single wrinkle.
Ah San glared angrily at Xiao Hao's clothes. How could they be so sturdy? No, he had to find a way to tear them.
I was trying to wash your hands out of kindness, and you still tore my clothes. Xiao Hao was so angry that he hit A San several times with a stick. A San didn't seem to feel any pain and didn't dodge or evade. Whenever he had a chance, he would tear Xiao Hao's clothes.
The two were making a ruckus, which restricted Ah San's movement and put him at a disadvantage. However, Ah San was like a piece of chewing gum, sticking to him and impossible to shake off, which exhausted Xiao Hao.
Zuo Ling observed this, seemingly lost in thought.
After dinner and a short rest, the three siblings practiced together as usual.
Sometimes Xiao Hao and Zuo Ling teamed up to attack Pei Nansheng, and sometimes Xiao Hao and Pei Nansheng teamed up to attack Zuo Ling.
On a snowy night, he helped this person one minute and that person the next.
They fought back and forth, making for a lively battle.
Ah San leaned lazily against the wooden beam, glancing at it every now and then. As he watched, he became engrossed in observing several of the moves that Xiao Hao had used when he fought against him.
This move... is countered in this way; that move... can be done in that way. The more I watch, the more fascinated I become, and the more interesting it becomes.
A wolf-like glint flashed in Ah San's eyes.
After working up a sweat, the family of five returned to the treehouse to rest.
Ah San looked towards the wooden house, and coincidentally, a tarpaulin completely blocked his view.
He felt like the cabin was empty; he couldn't hear a single breath.
His hearing had always been excellent, and Ah San thought he was hallucinating, so he tried to get closer to the direction of the wooden house.
Hmm? There's movement again. It's the best kung fu guy, and the little cub too. Where's the woman? Where are the black dog and the fat rabbit?
Ah San twitched his ears. No… Hmm, there were more, it was the black dog and the fat rabbit.
The woman... the woman was there too; he could hear her drinking water.
The Indian guy was confused. There really was no sound just now, how come there was sound again in an instant? Was there something wrong with his ears?
The Indian man fell into deep self-doubt.
As night fell, all was quiet.
The waves kept crashing, and a cool breeze carried the scent of water. Ah San huddled up.
He had lived in the forest year-round, dwelling in caves and wrapped in animal skins, and had never felt anything amiss before. But seeing the lively and warm scene of the woman's family, an unprecedented chill swept over him.
Ah San hugged his arms, trying to warm himself up.
Suddenly remembering the gauze on his shoulder, he ripped it off. The wound... had scabbed over; they were treating his injury!
"So kind of you?" The Indian man curled his lips.
After thinking for a moment, she pressed the gauze onto her shoulder. The slight warmth of the gauze covering her shoulder was like a smile on a woman's lips, her lips curving upwards, but the gauze just wouldn't stay in place.
Ah San threw the gauze aside in a fit of anger and kicked it to the side.
Close your eyes and listen carefully to the sounds coming from inside the cabin.
The black dog was snoring, the fat rabbit was smacking its lips, the man and the little one were breathing heavily, and the woman turned over...
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