Chapter 4 Wolf King
"Er Pang, I remember you said that your father went hunting in the mountains half a year ago and brought back a lame old wolf. Is the old wolf still there?"
As soon as the day broke, Feng Qing'an gathered his group of followers, all of whom were children from the same village who were willing to play with him. This had nothing to do with his eldest brother. After all, he couldn't do anything big, but he had no problem controlling the little brats and being the king of the children in the village.
"Of course it's still there. My father has taken good care of the old wolf. Its fur is shiny and oily."
Hearing Feng Qingan's question, the fat kid who came to play with Feng Qingan early in the morning answered happily.
He didn't even squeeze into the Feng family's house yesterday. He just had a big meal when the Feng family set up the banquet. After returning home, his father grabbed his ears and scolded him severely. When he heard Feng Qing'an calling him this morning, he was so happy.
"Your family keeps that old wolf for breeding, right?"
Feng Qingan asked.
Shili Fengjiagang is close to mountains and water, and many people in the village rely on the mountains and water for their livelihood. The father of his playmate is one of the best hunters in the village.
"Yes, my father specially found three female dogs for this old wolf. The old wolf lives a much more comfortable life than the rest of us."
Speaking of this, Erpang's eyes showed envy. The wolf in his family was old and was driven away by the wolf pack in the mountains and was picked up by his father.
Now, his life at home is just eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, and after eating and sleeping well, he is busy with breeding, a leisurely life in his old age. How many people can compare with this kind of life?
"It's been half a year, so your family should have given birth to quite a few puppies, right?"
Feng Qing'an asked with great concern. He was a half-grown child who couldn't even leave home too far. In this village, there were only a few kinds of non-human creatures that could be raised, and there was only one kind that could understand human language, comprehend human thoughts, and be well-behaved and obedient.
Raise a dog!
However, there are some considerations when it comes to which type of dog to raise, but there is actually not much room for choice. There are yellow dogs for guarding the house in the village, but there are also wolfhounds that can help people hunt.
He thought about the wolfhound in his playmate's home last night. He had seen it a few times when he visited his home before. It was quite majestic, but he had never thought of raising one.
There is no other reason, I just can't afford it. Guard dogs can be fed casually as long as they can survive, but hunting dogs need to be fed meat every now and then, and if conditions permit, it is best to feed them meat every meal.
Even if they are dogs from the same litter, if one is an omnivore and the other is a carnivore every day, after they grow up, the difference in their size can be more than twice. If they fight, the latter will have a crushing advantage.
But things are different now, his family has become rich, raising a dog is no big deal, but he cannot discuss this matter with his parents, he has to do it first and report it later. His parents' thinking has not changed so quickly, and although they live in a large courtyard with two entrances, they still live a frugal life.
"They have laid several litters. They laid another one the day before yesterday, but their eyes haven't even opened yet. Brother An, do you want to keep one?"
The honest-looking Erpang had already reacted when he heard Feng Qingan's question.
"If you want to keep one, I'll take you over to pick one now. You can take whichever one you like!"
"Well, I want to raise one!"
Feng Qingan nodded.
"Let's go to my house!"
Seeing Feng Qing'an nodded in agreement, Erpang was overjoyed. He grabbed Feng Qing'an's hand and rushed home. The kids who had been following Feng Qing'an since early morning also rushed over together, looking very excited, as if they were the ones who were going to raise a dog.
"Dad, Mom! An Ge is here to our house. He wants to have a dog. I'll bring him here to pick one!"
As soon as he entered the house, Erpang started shouting loudly, as if he had done something great. Upon hearing his voice, a woman who was holding a dustpan and carefully sifting something hurried out of the room. Seeing Feng Qingan who was pulled in by her son, a kind smile appeared on her face.
"Qing Anlang is here, come in quickly!"
"Aunt Wang!"
Feng Qingan also smiled brightly in response, looking at the woman in front of him was much more respectful and reserved than he had remembered, and told her his intention.
"I want to raise a dog. I heard from Erpang that your dog just gave birth to a litter of puppies, so I came to take a look!"
"Okay, the dog is fine. Erpang, take your brother to see it!"
"Where's my dad?"
At this time, Erpang became hesitant.
"Your father is out on some business. He won't be back for a while. What do you want to see him for?"
"I don't know how to judge dogs. All those puppies are the same in my eyes. If An Ge wants to raise a dog, I have to pick the best one for him!"
Erpang scratched his head and said with a simple and honest look on his face.
"What's the rush? Take your brother in first and wait for your father to come back and let him pick the best one."
"Okay! Ange, let's go to the backyard."
A group of half-grown children of an age that could easily cause irritation swarmed into the back room. This scene should have been extremely irritating or even infuriating, but it filled Wang with a smile.
Feng Qing'an's family was about to become rich and powerful, and even she, a village woman who could not read a single word, could foresee this.
Feng Qing'an, as the brother of the top scholar, will be a noble man that their family will hardly be able to reach in the future. Now that her son can play with this future noble man, it is a kind of friendship. Not to mention wealth, as long as Qing'an can remember Erpang, he may be able to live a life of ease and comfort in the future.
"Brother An, look, this is the old wolf that my father picked up. My father said that this old wolf is the king of the wolf pack in the mountains!"
As soon as he entered the backyard, Feng Qingan saw the man chained to the corner of the yard...
"Is this the old wolf?"
Looking at the round creature that seemed a bit silly, especially its peaceful eyes, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but confirm with Erpang beside him. If he didn't know that he was reincarnated, he would have thought he had met the sled fool.
"It's that old wolf, Brother An, didn't I take you to see it?"
"I saw it once, but the old wolf wasn't like this then."
Feng Qing'an recalled the first time he saw this round creature in front of him. It had a skinny body, limped when walking, and was a little unstable when standing. Its hair was gray and dull. Even though it was tied with an iron chain, its fierce eyes and tyrannical temperament frightened the little kids so much that they dared not approach it.
"My family has been treating me well for half a year. If I were still like when I first came back, my father would have beaten me to death."
Erpang said nonchalantly, not showing any fear of the mountain wolf. He walked up to the old wolf, bent down, and rubbed its smooth hair very skillfully.
