"Ah!" The sudden thing in the sky startled Nannan. She screamed and fell backward.
The boy subconsciously protected himself in front of Nannan. Nannan held the boy's shoulders and timidly exposed only half of his head and big bright eyes.
Before they could stop being frightened, the two people saw the scene in front of them clearly: a squirrel covered in blood and with messy fur, lying sprawled in the hole they had just made.
I saw its belly bulging and bulging, and it was obviously not breathless. It was hit with such force from such a high place, but it could still keep breathing.
The squirrel's body was covered with horrific wounds, especially the two huge lacerations on its back and abdomen, which almost cut open the squirrel's skin and muscles, exposing the dense white bones.
The wounds were uneven, probably caused by sharp claws tearing open the flesh and blood. The attack was vicious and vicious, showing what kind of ferocious opponent the squirrel encountered at that time.
Nannan stuck her head out and looked around. She didn't seem to feel any danger. She patted the young man on the shoulder and said:
"Brother, the little squirrel is so pitiful. Let's help it."
The young man also had this intention, but it was obvious that the squirrel had an extraordinary origin. If any danger happened if he went there rashly, he would be in trouble if he hurt his sister.
"Okay, but Nannan just stands there and doesn't move, and lets my brother test it out first." He stretched out his hand and broke off a branch from the side, and then walked forward cautiously.
"Okay, brother." Nannan replied obediently.
The boy came closer and didn't feel anything was wrong. He stretched out the branch and poked the squirrel lightly a few times.
However, the squirrel was as motionless as mud. Even due to nervousness, his hands were shaking and he accidentally strengthened a little, making its furry body sway. A large amount of blood oozed out from the wound on its abdomen and back, dripping down along the fur, underneath it. A pool of blood was left on the land.
Seeing this, the young man secretly felt guilty. He hurriedly dropped the branch, packed the squirrel with a big leaf, called his sister who was full of curiosity, and hurried back to the camp.
"Hmm... so bitter, so bitter!" Nannan muttered as she chewed the herbs. She spread the chewed herbs into small cakes on her little hands, and then handed them to her brother who was carefully bandaging the squirrel.
They first used stream water to clean the squirrel's wounds and wash away the blood on its fur. Although unconscious, the little squirrel was still trembling slightly when the water passed over the wound.
Even if he passed out, the little squirrel must be in pain. Nannan thought to herself.
Afterwards, the boy asked his sister to pick some herbs used to stop bleeding, chew them, spread them into cakes and apply them on the wound, and then wrapped them with gauze.
Because there were wounds all over the body, the little squirrel was completely covered, leaving only a big fluffy tail and a tender pink nose exposed.
Seeing this, Nannan couldn't help but reach out and pinch the big tail that looked so tactile.
At this time, it was almost dusk. A few clouds float lazily in the sky, and a few birds fly through the clouds, leaving a dark silhouette before the sunset. In the distance, gusts of cold wind blew from the bottomless valley, making the leaves of the forest behind them rustle. The chirping of insects, the chirping of birds, the roars of beasts and the cries of unknown animals echoed in this vast world.
From time to time, there were a few rainbows streaking across the sky. Maybe the immortals were passing by, the young man thought.
"Brother is very good at his craftsmanship. Every time my daughter gets injured while playing, my brother will bandage her wound. Her recovery is very fast. Even though your injury is so serious, just apply herbal medicine and she will be fine soon." Come on, little squirrel."
He looked at his sister who was talking to herself about the airtight little squirrel wrapped up, and he couldn't help but feel very good.
How many people have endured a hundred years of loneliness just to reach heaven and sing songs.
How many people have decided to leave their parents and beauty, just to fight hard on the road to immortality.
How many people, with swords and swords and shadows, fought hard for a lifetime of fame amidst blood-stained smiles.
Isn't this situation in front of me worth protecting and cherishing?
The young man was thinking wildly.
At this time, the sunset has completely set, stars are dotted in the night sky, the porridge in the pot is bubbling, and the cool evening breeze blows the aroma far away, naturally blowing the girl who smelled the aroma.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Nannan clapped her hands and stood aside expectantly.
The boy joked: "Didn't you eat a lot of fruit just now? Why are you hungry again? If this continues, my daughter will turn into the fat little bug we saw yesterday."
When Nannan heard this, her face turned red, and she tried her best to explain: "But, my brother's cooking tastes so delicious, so I'm hungry again."
Naturally, the boy knew that wild fruits could not satisfy his hunger, so he decided not to tease his sister. The two of them talked and laughed under the starry sky, and spent a warm and happy night.
Before going to bed, Nannan did not forget to visit the squirrel. She specifically begged her brother to make a small bed of big leaves for the squirrel, which was just right for the squirrel to lie on.
At this time, the little squirrel was breathing steadily, and its tense expression had relaxed a little. Nannan gently poked its little nose, and then went to sleep contentedly.
Tomorrow, I can go to Yancheng. Hehe, I’m so happy. With this thought and being tired after a whole day, Nannan fell into a deep sleep accompanied by the chirping of insects.
