Sentinel is not good

Sell?Song Jian shook his hands and hid back, his hands were not wiped clean, they were greasy, all the oil stains left by the barbecue just now. "Don't sell it! Don't sell it! Don't sell canned food, I don't sell it. Brother Little Wolf, let's go, let's go...I don't eat meat anymore, I want to go home."

He thought those grown-ups who got into the tent and pinched themselves were back again, the way those people asked their parents when they were children, asking how many cans this blind little thing sold.

"I won't sell it! I...I..." Song Jian had just eaten, but his stomach was still full, and he was so scared that he didn't even dare to move.In front of him were two very tall figures, they were as tall as Zhang Mu, much taller than himself.

The boy didn't answer, but his expression had already warned them, wrinkling his nose like a wolf and raising his brows high.And he didn't understand these words. In his consciousness, Song Jian couldn't be measured by canned food.

"Do you want to sell dozens of cans?" the man asked again.

"I..." Song Jian was in a hurry, he couldn't see Brother Little Wolf's expression, he only heard the young man say nothing, "I can't sell it, I... I'm blind, I can't see."

"What? Blind man? That's not worth dozens of cans, at most twenty." The man stretched out his hand, trying to lift the face of the little blind man to see what he looked like, but he was beaten by the long-haired boy.

He punched hard and hit his forearm.

"Not for sale." It was impossible for the boy to let him touch Song Jian.Song Jian can only have his own smell on his body. If it has someone else's smell, the wolves may not accept it.What's more, this is not something that can be measured in cans.

A wolf would never sell his herd, nor should a man sell his companions.No matter how hungry the boy was, he would not kill wolves for food, let alone give his puppy to others.

"We have cans." Another man held up a sack. "Fresh, exchanged with the Sentinels. Don't you want to try it?"

He saw that the boy holding the rope was still underage, and it was easy to be tempted at this age.But the boy didn't even look at it, and showed no interest in canned food at all.

"I said, I won't sell it." The young man emphasized again, pulling Song Jian's rope and leaving here.

The two men watched them go, focusing on the little blind man's bulging bag.

Song Jian was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he muttered behind Brother Little Wolf, feeling that he was slow in answering just now. "Brother, why didn't you speak just now?"

"Why do you want to talk?" The young man didn't take it seriously at all. When others asked, he refused, which meant that the matter just now came to an end.You can warn them with facial expressions without talking, not to touch your puppy.

"You should say right away...don't sell, you can't sell me, the two of us are the best, and we will live together for the rest of our lives." Song Jian was sullen and frightened, "Brother Wolf, remember well, you can't sell me, sell me If you leave me, you will lose me, and I... I will be taken away by others."

"No one can take it away." The boy tightened the rope, "Wolf will not sell his companion."

This made Song Jian feel more at ease, and Xiaobu followed behind. "Brother, when you grow up a year later, there is a little girl who wants to share a tent with you, what should you do? Will you agree?"

The boy stopped at his feet, why did he close the tent?

When Song Jian heard that he didn't speak, he sulked again. "Little girl... is almost like me, just... helps you take care of the wolf and help you wash your clothes. You don't want a little girl in the future, okay?"

"Why do you want a little girl?" The boy turned around.

"What Zhang Mu said, how do I know..." Just now I blamed Brother Little Wolf for not speaking, but now Song Jian blamed Zhang Mu again, "He said, girls like to drill into your small tent. If they come, I will There is no room, just squeeze me out."

The boy frowned, unable to understand.Everyone has their own tent, and a tent is a home, so why not use your own home instead of your own?

Even if she got in, her own wolves would not tolerate her, they only accepted Song Jian.

Because Song Jian was very weak that year, wolves had the instinct to raise weak cubs, if they were girls, they were no longer cubs, and wolves would not accept it.

Song Jian didn't hear a satisfactory answer, and he didn't dare to say anything, for fear of annoying Brother Little Wolf.Brother Little Wolf is getting taller and taller. It can be seen from the back that not only is he taller, but his shoulders are also wider.Song Jian was afraid that he would not grow up fast enough, and would be slowed down, so in the end, his brother really let him go.

After walking around for a long time, Song Jian traded raw meat for two sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes, and was taken back to the camp by the young man.Because it is inconvenient for hunting or lack of weapons, the refugees will be in short supply of food.He is the exact opposite of Brother Little Wolf, with plenty of food but lack of daily necessities.But Song Jian was still holding his breath, angry that brother wolf didn't promise him.

Promise never to share a tent with anyone else.

Back in his small tent, Song Jian felt much more at ease, there were wolves beside him, and those people would not chase him to catch him.

I was thinking wildly in my little head, because I couldn't see, the only connection was this rope and brother wolf.With a scar around his neck, Song Jian sat by the campfire, still angry.

Recently, I can always hear women coming to see my brother, and they all want to talk to him.

They also gave my brother something to eat.

The young man didn't have such a sensitive and fragile heart, he didn't know what Song Qiqi was doing, and he didn't talk much after returning from the camp next door. "The meat is roasted, it's at your hand, take it yourself."

Song Jian's eyes can't see clearly, but the boy has been training him to hold things, so that he has a concept of length and height.

"Brother Wolf, will you always support me?" Song Jian wanted a promise if he didn't want to eat.

The young man continued to cut the meat, but he didn't raise it himself, should he leave it to others? "You will grow up slowly, even if I don't support you, you will support yourself."

"I don't grow up, so I just want you to support me." Song Qian didn't want to be independent, "I... I can walk around with a stick, but I can't support myself. I can't see, I'm timid. Brother little wolf You said you will always support me, okay?"

"No one can support others forever." The young man wanted Song Jian to understand the laws of nature, even if he was not by his side, he still wanted to live, "The wolf will be weaned when it grows up."

"I don't." Song Jian wanted to scratch his eyelids again.

"Eat well." The boy handed him the roasted meat again.

But Song Jian didn't eat, and stretched his hand forward, wanting to touch Brother Little Wolf, but he almost caught fire by accident.

"Pick it up!" The boy finally got anxious, "I told you, never touch fire!"

"But I can't see what the fire looks like, and I'll never see it for the rest of my life..." Song Jian got angry with himself, and stretched his hand into the fire.

The young man slapped the back of his hand, which shattered Song Jian's sensitive little half-blind glass heart, and continued to touch it with his hand. "You still hit me, I'm so old, you still hit me, so what if I touch the fire..."

The young man gritted his teeth, he couldn't help it, and he didn't understand Song Jian's temper, so he simply grabbed his hand and threw it into the fire.

Song picked it up for a moment, then quickly retracted his hand, it turned out that the fire was so hot.I have eaten meat for so many years, this is the first time I know that the fire of barbecue is so hot.

Feeling uncomfortable and wronged, he crawled back to the small tent with his buttocks pouted, and secretly wiped his tears.My parents don't want me, and Brother Little Wolf doesn't support me, so I'm worth dozens of cans.

I am really useless.

He cried himself to sleep. He didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up, he called his brother, and there was only a blur of light and darkness in front of his eyes.Brother is not in the tent.

If no one can be found, Song Jian's world collapses.Someone was talking in a low voice outside the tent, and he shrank into the blanket in fright, fearing that those adults would come after him and buy himself with canned food.

The palms are extremely painful.

"Brother, brother!" Song Jian was about to cry again, until his ears caught the familiar footsteps.Not much movement, definitely not an adult.

Brother Little Wolf is coming, and Song Jian knew that he couldn't see, so he stared at the direction of the footsteps and waited obediently, hugging his legs.

"Are you awake?" The boy opened the curtain and walked in, holding two cans from Fan Yu and meat soup from a little girl.

"I woke up, I won't cry anymore." After Song Jian let go of his little temper, he turned back into a good boy, and stretched out his hand to show him, "I know fire is dangerous, so I can't touch it. I have a long memory, and I will grow a lot of memories." Woolen cloth."

"The fire is very hot, you can't touch it again." The young man opened the can, and there was a kind of mush inside. He tasted a small spoonful and gave Song Jian another small spoonful.

The meat soup was given to the female wolf who had just given birth.

Song Jian blinked helplessly, his brother was a silhouette in his eyes, and everyone was a silhouette.

"Brother Little Wolf, don't throw me away in the future, okay?" Song Jian raised his head and asked.

The boy never thought of throwing Song Jian, but he deliberately said: "You are disobedient."

Song Jian crawled to the side and touched a pair of knees. "You raise it, be obedient, my hand hurts..."

"You only know the danger when it hurts." The young man spoke fluently, "I won't throw you away, but you have to learn to support yourself."

Song Jian was relieved, and touched his hand with his injured hand, imagining in his heart what his brother would be like when he grew up.He lay flat again, exposing his stomach and neck, expressing flattery and submission in the way of a low-level wolf, knowing that he just made his brother angry. "Brother Wolf, I remember those grown-ups saying... what awakening, the eyes are more powerful after awakening, should we awaken when we grow up?"

"I don't know." The young man rode on Song Jian like a wolf, bit his neck lightly, opened his mouth, and sniffed at him.

Once Song Jian flattered him, he would unconsciously turn back into a wolf.

"It would be great if I could awaken. What else did they say...guide...spiritual body, animals or something." Song Jian was curious, "Brother Little Wolf, will you have a spiritual body in the future?"

"No." The boy didn't want him to talk, he didn't understand these things.

"They say... the spiritual body is an animal." Song Jian looked forward with empty eyes. The tightness of the rope was his sense of security. He was very close, as if he could see it when he was close. He wanted to see Brother Little Wolf's face, " Brother, if you had an animal and a spirit body, what would it be? Is it a wolf?"

The boy's hair fell on Song Jian's face. "I already have wolves. I like puppies, good puppies."

Song Jian scratched with both hands, grabbed the blanket and covered his body. "Then... you have a dog, do you still want me?"

The young man remembered Song Jian's appearance of touching the fire just now, and patted the back of his hand lightly. "No, you are not good."

"Good boy!" Song Jian immediately grabbed Brother Little Wolf's hand and shook it, "Take care, I'm obedient, I'm the most obedient."

After holding back for a long time, the boy finally laughed and rubbed Song Jian's hair carelessly. "You are the puppy I picked up, so annoying."

When Song Jian heard the laughter, he laughed too, and yelled softly: "Wow, woof, woof, the puppy is annoying, the puppy won't grow up."

The boy wrapped himself in a blanket and threw him down. "Dogs don't bark like that."

"Brother, have you heard of it?" Song Jian didn't believe it, that's how dogs bark, and many people in the camp keep dogs, that's all.

The boy swept the weeds off the blanket, and Song Jian, who was disobedient during dinner, disappeared, and he liked it very much now. "I haven't noticed it, but it's definitely not that bad. Wolves sound nice."

"Dogs sound nice too, that's how they bark, woof woof, woof woof... I'm a puppy, woof woof." Song Jian hugged him tightly, making sure that he would never be left behind.