Raising Cubs in Another World

"No matter what, don't continue to try."

Jiang Yuchen handed the long sword back to Jiang Yuying, with stern and solemn eyes, and warned, "I'm afraid you will get hurt."

It is in line with Jiang Yuchen's character to say such caring words with the most serious expression. Jiang Yuying smiled slightly, and the long sword fell back into her hand. She said, "Thank you brother for caring, but your sister's temper doesn't suit you anymore." It’s not that I don’t know, I’m interested in that boy now.”

"You..." Jiang Yuchen choked, being so disobedient was too nerve-wracking, but his own sister was as strong as him, so he couldn't hurt her just to tie her up.

"Okay." Jiang Yuying saw that if she continued teasing, her brother might be so aggrieved that he would vomit blood, so she immediately comforted her, "I'll just watch from a distance, and if I don't do anything myself in the future, brother, don't be angry. "

With a straight face, Jiang Yuchen saw Li Tong walking over, gave her a vague look, and said coldly, "As you wish."

Li Tong is a junior samurai. The students in the competition just now didn't see it clearly, but he saw it clearly. It is rare for the young man to be able to fight Jiang Yuying. After all, Jiang Yuying has touched the junior warrior. threshold.

"Are you injured?" Unlike the students, he was more concerned about whether Jiang Yuying was injured. If he was injured, it would be difficult to explain to the Shangjiang family when he went back.

Jiang Yuying shook her head and said coldly, "That boy is interesting."

Li Tong hummed and said, "I see that you hit him with two palms just now, and he must have suffered inexplicable injuries. However, this small island is remote and backward. If the boy is injured and cannot be treated in time, he may die. Get rid of old diseases."

"Why did you strike so hard?" Jiang Yuchen frowned, he just felt that his sister was a little naughty, but he didn't expect to use a lot of force.

Jiang Yuying's face darkened, and she snorted softly, "You didn't say he didn't hold back, but I just tried my best and you just said me, are you my brother or not?"

"Who asked you to provoke the competition." Jiang Yuchen sighed softly.

"I……"

Li Tong immediately interrupted: "Okay, Yu Ying was also injured, so I should go back to the house to heal my injuries. I will deliver the medicine to the young man later."

"Let me do it."

……

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so attractive, you wouldn't have taken my place in the competition, and you wouldn't have been injured. Your internal veins have just been fully developed, and now you vomit blood. What should I do, I have to go to Dr. Rong to show you." Song Ning gritted her teeth, still feeling uneasy, and continued, "Otherwise, I will stay with you tonight. Take precautions for a while."

"...The term attracting bees and butterflies cannot be used here." Bo Le's lips were stained with blood, and he raised his mouth and smiled and smelled evil spirits.

Song Ning stared blankly for a while, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe off the glaring blood, but Bo Le didn't refuse, and sat obediently on the chair, watching his movements motionlessly.

Seeing that Song Ning withdrew his hand a little guilty, and said with a smirk, "Why are you still struggling so much now?"

"That's right, I remember that you hadn't finished the pills prescribed by Dr. Rong last time, so you take one immediately." He jumped up from the ground when he remembered something, and hurriedly took out the medical box, and found a sandalwood-colored gourd from inside bottle, poured the pills into the palm of his hand, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Pole.

"I'm fine." Bole reassured.

Song Ning pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Bo Le reluctantly took the pill and swallowed it with his head held high. After taking a sip of hot tea, Song Ning showed a smile.

"That's good." Song Ning said with a gentle smile, and patted Bo Le's head with his hand. The technique was the same as stroking a little wolf cub. "I'll make old hen soup for you tonight."

"...don't be so exaggerated." Bole closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them again. The look of exhaustion in his eyes disappeared completely. Before, the internal veins were injured and there was stasis, but after moving the muscles and bones today, the veins were unblocked again, and the stasis was vented out, and after vomiting blood, it was much easier."

"Really? You can't lie to me!" Song Ning frowned, her lips curled up in disbelief.

Bo Le rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "When did you see that I lied to you?"

"Um, these words are so familiar." Song Ning smashed his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Isn't this my line, you steal my line."

Bo Le rubbed his hands on his shoulders for a while, and asked in confusion: "What is a line?"

"That's not the point, the point is, are you better now?"

Song Ning watched him rubbing his shoulders, and immediately moved closer to him, rubbing him lightly. He felt comfortable, and Bo Le hummed a few words, but the little guy didn't know what he thought of, and his face suddenly It flushed red, and more than half of the ears were red.Song Ning was amazed to see it.

His smile cooled down before it reached his eyes, and on the skin under the skirt of his clothes, a bruise was faintly exposed with the strength of his pinching.Song Ning's fingertips trembled slightly, and he lifted the corner of his clothes calmly, finally seeing the complete bruise clearly.

It is a palm print.

It was just photographed, but now it is black and shiny, very glaring.

This is what the little guy said was all right, not hurt at all?He knew he had been lied to.He spat out two mouthfuls of blood, one mouthful so big that the blood was stained red, so he told him he was fine.He was foolish enough to believe it.It's all because the little guy is usually quiet and not good at lying. He said he didn't believe it, but he really chose to believe it.

The north wind is rustling, blowing the veil, and Song Ning's room has been scented with sandalwood all year round. Sandalwood is originally pleasant, but at this moment, a little impatience grows from the bottom of my heart when I smell it.He knew that the little guy was hiding his injury because he was afraid that he would worry.But he was still angry.

It's only fourteen or less than fifteen years old. In his world at this age, he is still living a happy life without any worries. He will not face the cruelty of the world, and he does not have to worry about being framed or trying to kill himself. .

But it just happened to the little guy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Bo Le's crisp voice sounded, and he clenched his palms uneasily. He felt Song Ning's generous and calloused palms placed on his neck, where Jiang Yuying's palm had been slapped there, and he was still a little numb at the moment. pain.When Song Ning covered his palms, he felt his shoulders tremble and his heart beat fast.

The warm touch came numbly, and he was so panicked that he didn't even have a chance to escape.

After a long time, Song Ning put down the place where he brushed the black and blue, and said, "It hurts."

"It's okay." Bole swallowed, and said with difficulty.

His heart was extremely hot, he didn't know if it was because he was ashamed when his lie was exposed, or because Song Ning touched him.He didn't think about it, and Song Ning didn't have a chance to let him think about it.

"I'll boil an egg for you, and applying it will get rid of the bruises. As for the internal injuries..." Song Ning paused, and continued, "I'll go to Dr. Rong to get the medicine, and you have to eat it obediently."

"I'll listen to you."

Bo Le nodded obediently, this time he didn't dare to refute, he could tell that Song Ning was really angry.

"Is anyone here?"

Outside the house, a familiar voice sounded, Song Ning restrained his emotions, gave Bo Le a look, and then calmly opened the door.Standing outside the door was Jiang Yuchen, who was also serious and unsmiling. When Jiang Yuchen saw Song Ning, he just nodded and called softly, "Hello, Boss Song."

Song Ning's tone was off and he said, "Master Jiang, what's the matter?" He never forgot that it was the other's younger sister who hurt Bole in his family.

Jiang Yuchen took a deep breath and said, "Sister She shot a little harder just now, I'm really sorry, here is a pill for internal injuries, I hope Boss Song will take it."

"Oh." Song Ning accepted it.

Seeing that he was still stuck at the door, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Yuchen froze, looked deeply at Song Ning, and stopped for a moment when he hesitated to speak. Another protagonist in the room came out and stood beside Song Ning like a sapphire blue. His eyes stared at him indifferently.

"We accept Mr. Jiang's wish, but is there anything else?" This time, it was Bo Le who asked.

Jiang Yuchen pursed his lips, but Ji Li said again: "I hope Boss Song and this young master don't blame my sister."

"No, the skills are not as good as people's." Bo Le said with a cold smile.

"Sorry." Jiang Yuchen's eyes dimmed, and he squinted at Song Ning again. Song Ning was arranging the skirt of the young man's clothes. The skirt was a little messy. He smoothed it out carefully, and he was still muttering, as if complaining Pole's words.

He didn't listen very carefully, he just felt a slight tingling in his heart, and he didn't know where it came from.

He said, "I'll go first."

Song Ning finally raised his head, smiled at him, and said, "Young Master Jiang, go slowly."

Before he could completely turn around and leave, there was a sound of closing the door behind him, Jiang Yuchen's back stiffened, and he left Song Ning's inner courtyard after being stunned for a few seconds.

In the evening, Song Ning went to the backyard to slaughter a fat old hen.

When the old hen was caught, it kept clucking and clucking. Unfortunately, the chickens and ducks in the circle behind were all huddled in the corner, and there was not a brave man who came to rescue it.The old hen clucked in despair and shed two lines of tears, her neck was wiped by a sharp knife, she tilted her neck and belched.

After plucking the hair, Song Ning hurried back to the kitchen, set up a pot to boil water, and stewed the hen.

Goji berries, ginseng, astragalus, angelica... Song Ning grabbed each of them and threw them into the casserole. The charcoal fire in the mini charcoal stove was glowing red, and the casserole was placed on top. Three scoops of mountain spring water, when the water is [-]% full, cover the pot.He squatted on the small bench, fanned the charcoal fire with the cattail fan, and then got up to cook.

Bo Le was injured, Song Ning only wanted to cook good food for Bo Le, so naturally he would not treat those students badly, after all, the injury belonged to the injury, after all, it was Bo Le's personal response to the battle post.He got angry at Jiang Yuchen today, but after thinking about it later, he felt that he shouldn't.

Of course, he wouldn't show it.

Why.

He knocked on the wooden door of Uncle Yang's house next door, and it was Yang Xiaoyi who hadn't seen him for a long time who ran out to open the door.

Yang Xiao saw who was coming, his eyes sparkled, and he shouted happily: "Brother Song, you are here!"

"Yeah, I've grown taller." Song Ning narrowed her beautiful eyes, reached out and patted his shoulder, and then squeezed it again, "I've grown stronger recently, it seems that the martial arts class was not in vain."

"Hee hee, the teacher is very strict, and he has to check every day, and if he does not follow the rules, he will be punished." Yang Xiaoyi blushed a little shyly, and whispered, "I haven't been to Brother Song's place recently, Brother Song, you ,Do you miss me?"

Facing the big, watery eyes of the golden retriever, Song Ning decided not to disappoint that expectation, nodded heavily, and said, "Yes, I still think of you today. By the way, is your father back?"

"Well, I'm back." Yang Xiaoyi yelled towards the back room, "Abba, Aba, Brother Song is looking for you!"

"Come on."

A bearded man appeared in the back room, and Uncle Yang was holding a machete in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Song is here to pick prey?"

"Did Uncle Yang hunt something good today?" Song Ning was led into the front yard by Yang Xiaoyi. At this moment, he finally saw clearly what the prey was behind Uncle Yang.

An elk weighing several hundred kilograms was laid down on the ground. The elk's limbs were tied up with ropes, and it was dying. When it heard the sound, it kicked its limbs and tried to break free.But he was hit by a sharp arrow in the neck, and the sharp arrow penetrated half of his collarbone, and the blood dripped and stained a small piece of soil.

looks good.

Song Ning withdrew his shining eyes, and said with a chuckle, "Uncle Yang, is this elk determined?"

"I haven't strangled it yet. I was thinking of peeling the skin and chopping the meat into pieces to sell in batches. Xiao Song, if you want the whole meat or the half?" Uncle Yang gestured while holding up the machete.

Song Ning took a step back calmly and said boldly, "I want the whole one."

He took out a gold coin and handed it to Uncle Yang.

Uncle Yang stared at the gold coin in a daze, waved his hands belatedly, and shouted: "You don't need so much money, this elk can be sold for two or three hundred copper coins at most, and you can buy about three with this gold coin." .”

"It's just a gold coin. I've made some money recently, so I'm willing." He stuffed the gold coin into Uncle Yang's pocket, and blinked at Yang Xiaoyi.

Yang Xiaoyi's face showed a look of admiration, his brother Song is still so powerful, he is a kind person, treats him very well, and is so powerful, his father, mother and elder brother may not be able to earn a gold coin every month, But brother song is a gold coin as soon as he makes a move.

"Brother Song, you are so kind." He tugged at Song Ning's sleeve and shouted excitedly.

"Pfft, you're the one with the sweetest mouth."

Song Ning smiled lightly and said, "I'm going to roast a whole deer tonight, Xiaoyi, you come over too, I haven't eaten my cooking for a long time, you must really want to eat it."

"I'm going, I'm going!" Yang Xiaoyi was waiting for Song Ning's words. Seeing that his father didn't object, he became even more excited, and moved closer to Song Ning's side carefully.Song Ning has a unique fragrance, the fragrance of wood sandalwood, he thinks it smells very good.

He and Yang Xiaoyi dragged the whole elk back.

When he came to the front yard, Bo Le changed his clothes and stood there.It was another set of dark blue low crescent-colored robes. He leaned on the wooden pillar with his upper body, looked at Song Ning with sparkling eyes, and smiled slightly when he saw Song Ning, and the smile was on the When he saw Yang Xiaoyi behind him, he stopped abruptly.

"Why is he here?" Bo Le looked at Song Ning and asked.

Song Ning said: "I called here, Xiaoyi, come here. Hey, why are you hiding so far away, Lele won't hit you."

Yang Xiaoyi shrank her chilly neck, how could he have forgotten that there is still the god Bole, after seeing him for such a long time, the gaze she was looking at him was still as cold as a knife blade, as if it was scratching every moment Him, his face ached inexplicably.

But Brother Song was right in front of him, and he couldn't back down.

Unable to back down, Yang Xiaoyi bravely moved to Song Ning's side, puffed out her chest, and shouted, "Bo... Bo Le, long time no see."

"Heh~" Bo Le snorted softly, looked at the elk that was tied up on the ground and said, "What are you going to do tonight?"

"Roast elk."

Song Ning was in a good mood, and immediately called Bo Le to come over to help, and Uncle Yang also came over.As for skinning, Uncle Yang did a better job. He was very fast, and the deerskin was completely peeled off in one fell swoop.Song Ning's eyes showed envy. He has held a knife for so many years, but he is still nothing compared to Uncle Yang.

Song Ning gave the deerskin to Uncle Yang, but Uncle Yang would not accept it.But Song Ning insisted on giving it away, and in the end even Bo Le couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted that he wouldn't buy his prey if he didn't give it away, so he accepted it awkwardly. .

The processed elk was put on the grill by Song Ning. He first coated it inside and out with salt, and massaged it for about a quarter of an hour.After the massage, he waved his numb arms, and Yang Xiaoyi, who was staring at him, immediately stepped forward and handed out the handkerchief in a hurry.

Song Ning took it with a smile, wiped his hands, and began to chop garlic.

Bo Le, who was a step behind, silently glanced at Yang Xiaoyi. Yang Xiaoyi's attention was on Song Ning, and she didn't realize that she was being followed by a wolf.Bo Le smiled coldly in his heart, the person who dared to snatch him in front of him, hadn't seen him for a few days, and his knowledge hadn't improved, so he was getting more courageous.

After a while, a group of students in blue robes gathered around the front yard. Most of them stared at Song Ning curiously. Song Ning was busy without even raising his head.The long horse face couldn't help taking a step forward, he didn't know Yang Xiaoyi, but he knew Bo Le.

I had no choice but to ask Bo Le, "What are you doing sending the boss off?"

Bo Le glanced at him coldly, but did not answer.

Long horse face: "..." It was so embarrassing, he just asked this person why he was so mean.

Yang Xiaoyi said: "Brother Song is roasting a whole elk."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the answer. Boss Song usually only cooks ordinary food, which is very memorable. Now he wants to roast the whole elk, how delicious it will be.

Song Ning put the chopped garlic into a pottery bowl and called out, "Lele, help me add more firewood."

"it is good."

Bo Le responded concisely, but not too slowly. He immediately took out two bundles of dry firewood from the firewood room and put them aside, and skillfully set up a bonfire and lit it.The flames danced like a hidden dragon in the world of wind, the night fell slightly, the stars twinkled, and the whole yard was illuminated brightly.

The scorching fire illuminated the snow on the ground and melted into a gurgling stream, which flowed down the low places and formed a small puddle on the threshold of the outer door.

At this time, Song Ning stood up, and under the eyes of everyone, he went back to the kitchen alone, leaving only the crowd with blank faces.

Instead of doing anything, he went to see how his old hen soup was getting on.

The kitchen is full of the medicinal scent of angelica, the casserole is making "gurgling" noises, white mist rises from the small hole in the lid, and the charcoal fire is almost burned.He took a rag to cover the pot and lifted the rim, and the billowing white mist burst out and exploded on his face, and the smell of the medicine became stronger.

It's almost done.

Song Ning sprinkled salt and stirred it a few times with a spoon. There was a layer of golden oil and froth floating on the surface of the thick white soup. Song Ning flipped his wrist flexibly to remove the excess fat and froth.

He took out a clean porcelain bowl and filled it.

"Where did Brother Song go?" Yang Xiaoyi whispered.

These words fell into Bole's ears verbatim, he snorted coldly, and said contemptuously, "What does this have to do with you?"

"I..." Yang Xiaoyi's shoulders trembled reflexively, and then he stabilized his expression and said, "I just asked." Now that Brother Song is not around, he can't conflict with Bo Le, because he knows that Brother Song is not him now Alone, if he had a dispute with Bo Le, he was no longer sure that Brother Song would stand by him.

Realizing this situation, he drooped his head and kicked the unmelted snow, feeling restless.

Bole's cold voice sounded again: "I advise you to go earlier..."

"Lele!"

Song Ning came out with the porcelain bowl, and interrupted what Bo Le hadn't finished saying. Bo Le restrained his cold expression and showed a confused look, staring at the porcelain bowl, wondering: "Brother Song, what is this?"

"Of course it's for you." Song Ning even prepared a spoon for Bo Le, "You drink it quickly. This is old hen soup. I added some medicinal herbs. Eating it will help your body."

"Can I...can I not take it?" Bo Le smelled the medicine, blinked his eyes, and said aggrievedly.

Song Ning: "No!"

"You promised me that I would take medicine well, not to mention that it's not medicine." Song Ning said earnestly, "Look, I brewed it for you, do you just have the heart not to drink it?"

Pole: "..."

He seemed to have no choice but to drink.

Alas, what I promised, I have to drink it even on my knees.

The author has something to say: I have succeeded in rushing to the list! ! !

It's going to be V tomorrow, so nervous~