A mother who fought against fate, carrying a pack of cooked sweet potatoes and potatoes, led two young girls, the oldest, six years old, on the left and right. With everyone's silent gaze, she walked towards the barren mountains around the small mountain village. She didn't want to consider whether her son had not become the food of a wild wolf, after so long, would she starve to death; she wouldn't even think about whether she could tell him if one day she really found the bones of her son. She only knew that she wanted to find her son back!

She took her two daughters and avoided the areas that the kind-hearted villagers had already searched. Whenever she went to a place where there were few people, she would always put down the bags on her body, place her two daughters in a safe position, and then slowly climbed up by herself.

"My son is on it, I'm going to bring him back!"

With such belief, she failed again and again and again, successfully climbed the mountain that even men dared not try easily. She didn't even know that she actually had such a ruthless spirit in her body!

Every day before dawn, the mother would open her eyes on time. She was afraid of disturbing her rest, so she could only sleep aside, hugged each other and snuggled together to keep warm. Under the blow of the mountain wind, she was so cold that her whole body was trembling slightly in her sleep. She reached out and gently wiped off her daughter's snot that was frozen. At this time, she really wanted to hold this pair of the most obedient, cute and sensible daughters into her arms and cry with them.

But she dared not!

The palms and backs of her hands were full of flesh. She was afraid that when she cried like this, she would never be able to muster up the courage to continue looking for her son.

"Don't blame me for not feeling sorry for you. No matter who lost you, I will not leave you behind!"

In such a whisper, she made up her mind to use almost rough movements to wake up her two daughters who could not sleep until midnight in order to help her clean her wounds, and embarked on their journey or journey again.

...

"Crazy..."

When she was about to climb to the mountain, a large piece of stalagmites suddenly peeled off the stone wall by her, bringing up a large piece of soil, and her whole body was hung on the stalagmites. She suddenly lost the point of leveraging her strength. She rolled down from a cliff that was 60 degrees uncontrollably. At this time, she was already "experienced" and immediately protected her head with her arms. As long as she did not hit her head or broke her bones, she could still get up after a rest.

She rolled down for 40 or 50 meters, and more than a dozen scars were added to her body. The dizziness caused by the continuous rolling and collision made her feel even more dizzy. After lying for half an hour, she slowly sat up. When she looked around at the valley where she rolled into, she suddenly widened her eyes. Because she saw a familiar set of small bedding!

Then she saw a pair of green eyes, two rows of teeth that were so sharp that she made her body tremble slightly, and a low whistle full of warning and danger. Less than twenty meters in front of her was a stone layer that was rushing forward. If she hadn't come down, just from the top of the valley, she wouldn't be able to see that there was a different world here.

In such a naturally formed semi-closed world, a wolf that was more than one person tall if it stood up was staring at her. Behind this wolf is a wolf nest built under the stone layer!

She actually fell inadvertently near the wolf nest. Everyone in the mountains knew that if there were little wolfs in the wolf nest, then once someone or animal approached and felt dangerous, the female wolf would attack the invader desperately! When her eyes subconsciously jumped over the wolf and landed in the wolf nest, she suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God!"

She actually saw her son! Now her son was lying naked in the wolf nest, comfortably resting his head on a little wolf's soft and smooth body. Perhaps because of the cold, he even stretched out his two little arms and hugged the little wolf.

Hearing her exclamation, Lei Zhen, who had spent the first year of his life in the wolf's nest, raised his head and saw his mother. Lei Zhen's face showed a happy smile. This little guy who could already master simple pronunciation opened his mouth and made a soft child voice: "Mom..."

"Why!"

She agreed vigorously, and tears of joy burst out from her eyes instantly. When she heard her son's call, she felt that all the hard work and grievances and efforts were worthless. Even the wolf standing in front of the wolf nest, which was eyeing her and could launch a fatal attack on her at any time, seemed to become insignificant.

She really wanted to rush over and pick up her son to see if he was injured or hungry... But she didn't dare. The wolf guarding in front of her nest was a female wolf. It was strange that it did not attack Lei Zhen's mother, but this did not mean that it could allow a human to approach her child! What made Lei Zhen's mother even less afraid to take risks was that she was not sure if the female wolf was really letting her feel danger, would it bit her son to death with a beast.

In this world, there is absolutely no mother who hopes to watch her son be bitten by a wild beast and splattered with flesh and blood!

She stood there stupidly, and the female wolf was also looking at her with caution. This person and the wolf maintained a strange silence. When the two little girls followed the traces left by their mother, they also found this small valley. The number of disadvantages had already caused the female wolf to start to collapse.

Lei Zhen's mother didn't dare to look back. Now she had only one thought in her mind: "If this wolf really bites my son, I will fight it!"

Lei Zhen's mother didn't dare to speak. She was afraid that as soon as she spoke, she would force the female wolf to attack. She could only put her hand behind her back and kept gestured to her two daughters, hoping that they could understand what they mean: Go and find the village chief and ask him to bring someone to help!

The two little girls stood behind their mother, perhaps because of the mother-son connection. The two little girls actually understood the series of sign languages ​​she had made that had no substantial meaning at all.

A few hours later, the village chief finally found the valley with a group of villagers holding a pitchfork and a wooden stick, led by two little girls, cold sweat had penetrated the clothes of the mother who had lived in the small mountain village all her life and was the most ordinary one.
Chapter completed!