Every day, the four little guys play with the little teddy, chasing each other on the mat, and falling when they run too fast, rolling around like a plush ball on the mat.

When they are hungry, when they are acting coquettishly, when they want to be hugged or lifted up, their little heads will come together and make squealing noises, one after another, like a competition.

Especially the little Chunbai, who is the biggest, and together with the other brothers and sisters, it doesn't look like they are born from the same sibling, but rather like a big brother who is two months older.

It is larger and seems to have a higher IQ. It has learned to use its small claws to scratch Yang Ruoqing's palm.

Yang Ruoqing plays with it the most and most frequently.

When she thought that they were leaving tonight and not leaving any of them behind, she suddenly felt...

"But, they are still too young now. They can only crawl around on the mat and follow you on the mountain roads and over the mountains. This is probably not possible." Yang Ruoqing continued to tell Zhuiyun.

"Not to mention anything else, just from leaving this house to leaving the village, just a few of them with short legs will probably not be able to leave the village until dawn. You two can't pick it up with your mouth next to Shun'er.

Right? That doesn’t seem to work either!”

After hearing Yang Ruoqing express so many worries, Zhuiyun stood up, shook his hair gracefully, then turned around and left the house.

What...are you doing?

Just when Yang Ruoqing was wondering, Zhuiyun came back again.

Seeing something in its mouth, Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt as if her IQ had been severely crushed.

Good guy, what it holds in its mouth is actually a bamboo basket. Yes, it is the same bamboo basket she used when she sent food to them to the mountain last time and when she brought the four little ones down the mountain.

Zhuiyun held the bamboo basket in front of her, put it down, squatted down again and flicked his tail.

This is telling her to put it back in a basket.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and smiled: "You guys are really thoughtful. You've even prepared this, that's all. Then I'll go and cook something delicious for you two first. Once you've eaten enough, you'll have some strength.

Let’s go back to the mountains!”

Zhuiyun's eyes showed joy.

Yang Ruoqing smiled. Even though she had become her father's wolf, she still couldn't change her foodie nature. Her eyes lit up when she heard something delicious.

Every time Zhuiyun goes down the mountain, there will definitely be two chickens in the chicken coop in Yang Ruoqing's backyard who want to end their lives early and then donate their bodies.

Tonight was the same again, Yang Ruoqing went to the back in the night to 'sneak chickens and dogs', slaughtering and plucking the animals neatly by the well, brushing them with ingredients and flipping them over the fire.

In addition, I made minced meat porridge for the four little ones and sent it to the front room.

Hei Lang was wary of Yang Ruoqing at first, but now, Hei Lang looks at Yang Ruoqing with gentle and grateful eyes.

Especially after eating food cooked by Yang Ruoqing a few times, it also fell into the same trap as Zhuiyun.

When Yang Ruoqing entered the house with the food, Black Wolf jumped over. In front of the delicious food, it could not take care of the four little ones. Zhuiyun and Black Wolf were enjoying their food there, while Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and gave it to the four little ones.

The little one was fed minced meat porridge one last time.

Hey, Zhuiyun has even prepared the bamboo basket, so what excuse does she have to keep her?

While feeding the minced meat, I carefully told the four little ones about things to do after returning to the mountain, such as listening to their parents, not running around in the mountains, dangers in the mountains, etc...

At the end of the story, Yang Ruoqing felt that her nose was sore and she felt like an old man. Zhuiyun and Hei Lang were their son and wife.

She has always taken care of her grandchildren, but now that her son-in-law comes back and wants to take them away, she is reluctant to let them go.

But no matter how reluctant you are to give up, you still have to talk, they are the ones who gave birth to the cubs!

She couldn't let go of the cubs, but they were even more reluctant to let go of the cubs. Otherwise, the black wolf, which originally belonged to the mountains and forests, would not take such a risk to come to the village to see the children.

After all, maternal love is so great!

So, give the cubs back to them. Children can only grow better if they are by their parents' side.

When Zhuiyun and Heilang had enough to eat and drink, Yang Ruoqing also fed the four little ones until their bellies were bulging.

If you are so full, two hours is enough.

Zhuiyun came to Yang Ruoqing's side and gently cupped her hand with his big furry head.

As for the black wolf, he licked the four little ones one by one.

Yang Ruoqing patted Zhuiyun on the head and said, "If anything happens, come to me at any time. This will always be your home."

Zhuiyun understood what she said, and a flash of moving light flashed across his purple pupils, but then it disappeared, replaced by strength and perseverance.

This is the pride of a wolf king, and it is also the honor and responsibility of a father.

Responsibility to the wolves, responsibility to the family, and friendship are shoulder to shoulder!

Yang Ruoqing lined the basket with soft cotton, and then put the four little ones in, only to find that the little pure white's body shape was no longer what it was when she went down the mountain. If she put it together with her brothers and sisters, the three little black ones would be on top of it.

Either it would be pressing on the three little ones and they wouldn't be able to lie side by side at all.

So Yang Ruoqing found another smaller basket, lined it with cloth, and put Little Pure White in it alone.

Then the two bamboo baskets were tied together and fixed horizontally on Zhuiyun's back.

"Zhuiyun, you look like a Cowherd, carrying a load of children to meet your wife Weaver Girl in the Milky Way, haha..."

Looking at Zhuiyun's look, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but smile.

Zhuiyun was wagging his tail, looking very happy.

Watching the family of six leave, Zhuiyun walked in front with his children on his back, followed closely by the black wolf.

When a little fluffy head pokes out playfully from the bamboo basket on either side, the black wolf will go up to it and nudge it with its mouth a few times, and use the language of the wolf tribe to coax the cub to lie down obediently.

Yang Ruoqing followed behind until they reached the river, where Zhuiyun and Heilang stopped.

They turned and looked towards her, then Zhuiyun raised their heads and let out a cry.

This is to tell Yang Ruoqing not to send her off and go back.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and waved her hands towards them.

They turned around just now, crossed the small wooden bridge by the river, and started running. After a while, their figures disappeared into the mountains.

Yang Ruoqing stood on the roadside and stared at the endless Mianniu Mountain in a daze for a while, and then returned home feeling lost...

The next day, while having breakfast, Tuoba Xian and Wang Cuilian learned from Yang Ruoqing what happened last night.

Even if Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything, Wang Cuilian and the others would have discovered it, because there were two less chickens in the backyard!
Chapter completed!