The son-in-law of a prosperous family

The next day, before daybreak, the morning light was only a hint of paleness in the sky, and the two men and the wolf packed up and boarded the carriage for the return journey.

The shopkeeper stood at the door of the inn, staring at the people in the carriage, his face full of reluctance, his eyes reddened, and his voice was full of deep attachment: "Scholar, Scholar, I hope you will be safe on this journey. Come to our inn often when you have time."

As he said this, he couldn't help sobbing, and his sobs seemed particularly loud in the silence of the early morning.

He knew very well that these two were both generous people. If they left, it was like his God of Wealth had left. He didn't know when he would meet such guests again.

Everyone else had sent their sincere blessings, so Zhao Yunchuan naturally couldn't lose his manners. With a gentle smile on his face, he said loudly to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, I also wish you a prosperous business and a lot of money. We'll see you later."

The words of farewell echoed in the air. The carriage seemed to understand what people were saying. The sound of horse hooves rose up, and it galloped away into the distance, carrying a cloud of dust along the way. It gradually disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only the shopkeeper still standing there staring blankly.

"Boss, let's go in." The waiter reminded softly, his eyes full of worry for the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper nodded slightly, as if coming back to his senses from some thoughts: "Come in, open the door a little wider today, we will welcome new guests."

"Got it!"

The waiter responded and swiftly opened the door. Specks of sunlight suddenly poured into the store, illuminating the dim lobby.

The shopkeeper stood there and sighed deeply. What if the God of Wealth is gone? Life must go on as usual, and life must keep moving forward.

He walked into the store, ready to greet the new day and those unknown new customers.

On the carriage, there lay a huge silver wolf.

Its huge body occupied almost half of the space in the carriage, like a silver hill.

At this moment, it was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, with its two strong and powerful front paws and two hind paws firmly bound by ropes.

However, in order to prevent the rough rope from hurting the skin, Fang Huai also wrapped a circle of soft cloth around the rope.

The silver wolf was tied up tightly with ropes, feeling uncomfortable all over, as if countless small bugs were crawling on its body. It felt so uncomfortable that it couldn't help but let out a low growl from its throat. The sound was dull and full of dissatisfaction.

As soon as the roar fell, the carriage suddenly shook violently, as if it had suffered a great impact.

Then, the driver's slightly trembling voice came over: "My two lords, you must keep an eye on this wolf."

There was a hint of nervousness in the driver's voice, and his hands gripping the reins unconsciously tightened a little.

Zhao Yunchuan frowned slightly, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Don't worry, just drive carefully and pay attention to your own safety."

After saying that, he raised his hand and gently slapped Silver Wolf on the head, with a warning look in his eyes: "Be quiet."

"Ouch~"

The silver wolf howled in grievance. It was really feeling uncomfortable now.

After lying on its side for a long time, half of its body felt like it was being pricked by countless needles, numb and painful. It only hoped that this annoying restraint could be removed quickly.

Zhao Yunchuan looked at the pitiful appearance of the silver wolf and couldn't help but reach out and touch its fur to comfort it.

The silver wolf stopped howling and started chirping instead. The sound was weak and aggrieved, and its big eyes were watery. It looked so pitiful that it could melt one's heart.

Zhao Yunchuan was speechless when he saw this, and couldn't help but complain: "Remember this, you are a majestic wolf, not a weak chicken. Don't make such strange noises again."

Fang Huai frowned slightly, glanced at Zhao Yunchuan, and said helplessly: "Husband, is there a possibility that it is uncomfortable?"

Zhao Yunchuan, however, looked puzzled and subconsciously asked, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

When Fang Huai heard this, he glared at him angrily, his tone full of complaints: "Why are you asking me? I'm not a worm in its stomach. If you really want to know, just go and ask it!"

Zhao Yunchuan was choked by these words and felt guilty. He raised his hand and touched his nose. He looked away and whispered, "Do you think it's possible that his feet are numb? After all, he's been tied up for so long, so the blood circulation in his limbs must be cut off. If it were us, we would probably feel numb too."

As he spoke, he glanced at the silver wolf's bound paws.

It's not impossible.

When I was in high school, I would sleep on the table and after a while, my hands and feet would become numb.

"Brother Huai, let's turn him over." Zhao Yunchuan said, and raised his voice to inform the coachman outside.

Hearing the sound, the coachman slowly and steadily stopped the carriage.

The couple approached the silver wolf with great effort and turned it over together, like a pancake.

The wolf was changed from lying on its left side to lying on its right side.

After doing all this, the two men smiled at each other, sat back down, and the carriage started moving forward again.

"By the way, husband, this wolf...how are we going to deal with it when the time comes?" Fang Huai frowned, his eyes full of worry.

They are now returning to the provincial capital, but there is no definite news as to when they will set off for their hometown.

Zhao Yunchuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's find an empty house to keep it first. When we are sure we are going back to our hometown, we will take it back with us and put it on the back hill."

Fang Huai was still a little worried: "What if it's not the wolf on the back mountain? What if we're wrong?"

Zhao Yunchuan was open-minded and waved his hand: "That's okay, right?"

"It should be okay, right?" Fang Huai's brows were still furrowed, and he muttered softly, feeling that there was something wrong with doing this.

"You've forced it to leave its homeland, and you still say it's alright?" Fang Huai couldn't help but raise his voice and looked at Zhao Yunchuan in reproach. "It was originally living well in that familiar place, but now we've taken it so far away. How pitiful it is."

Zhao Yunchuan scratched his head and explained helplessly, "There's nothing we can do about it. We don't know where its hometown is. But don't worry too much. It's okay. When the time comes, we can find a male wolf for it to keep company with and let it settle down in the back mountain of our hometown. It will get used to it slowly."

When Zhao Yunchuan said this, he was unsure and just wanted to comfort Fang Huai first.

The male wolf was speechless and glared at Zhao Yunchuan.

Is there something wrong with this person?

He is already a male, why does he need to look for a male?

Zhao Yunchuan said there was nothing wrong with it, it was a very normal thing.