Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The little bear cub stood up straight, and was about 1.4 meters tall. With a roar, the little bear cub slapped the big wolf away.

Dabao didn't dare to neglect it when he saw it, he stretched out his hand, and a 56mm semi-automatic rifle appeared in his hand.

He held the gun steadily and pulled the trigger repeatedly. The crisp sound of gunfire rang out, and the three wolves that rushed to the bear cub were shot in the head.

The remaining four horses turned around and ran away in fear, but unfortunately, no matter how fast they were, they were not faster than the gun. Dabao pulled the trigger while running.

Several wolves were killed.

The little bear cub looked over blankly and suddenly found Dabao. It roared and rushed over. Dabao put away his gun and hugged the little fat man.

The little bear cub jumped into Dabao's arms and cried, with a hint of grievance in his cry.

Dabao saw a big wound on its shoulder. It looked like it was bitten. It was not the wound received today. It was already a little rotten.

Dabao carried it to the lake with a distressed look on his face. He had to hug it quickly. I guess he wouldn’t be able to hold it the next time he saw it.

Dabao sat by the lake, with the little bear cub lying on his legs, whimpering.

Dabao took some spiritual well water from the space and used it to wash the bear cub's wound. He then gave it a big sip. Perhaps the spiritual well water had a miraculous effect on animal wounds.

The bear cub's wound was scabbing, and the bear cub was happy because his shoulder didn't hurt anymore.

Dabao stood up. He had to go hunt some pheasants to make beggar's chicken.

The little bear cub hugged his thighs, calling out and gesturing,

Dabao didn't understand, so he squatted on one leg and looked at the little bear cub. The little bear cub was so anxious that it kept turning around and around. It picked up a kitten from the grass and handed it to Dabao.

Dabao took it and looked at it. He saw that the 'kitten' hadn't opened its eyes yet and its mouth was mumbling. Dabao looked carefully and was so scared that he almost threw it away.

This is not a kitten, it is clearly a tiger cub that was born only two days ago.

It turned out that the little bear cub was lying by the lake to coax it.

Dabao held the little tiger in his palm and immediately fell in love with this pink and tender little thing. He looked at the little bear cub, and the little bear cub made a gesture.

Now Dabao understood that it was the gray wolves who stole the cubs while the tigress was out looking for food and fled to the hot spring valley.

Finally, it was snatched away by the bear cub.

Dabao finally understood why the tigress went crazy. Her cub was lost, which made her impulsively attack the bear.

Now Dabao felt guilty. He had killed the tigress. How would the remaining little tiger survive?

What Dabao didn't know was that the tigress gave birth to two cubs, one of which was snatched away by the big bad wolf and the other was bitten to death, so it went crazy.

Dabao sighed. This was his responsibility. To make up for it, he had to raise the little tiger cub himself.

He took out some spiritual spring water, washed the dirt off the little tiger's body, and fed it a few sips. The little tiger cub opened its eyes, looked at Dabao and called out twice.

Dabao held it in one hand and touched the little tiger cub with the other. The little tiger cub stretched out its pink and tender tongue and licked Dabao's palm repeatedly.

Dabao put it into the space and officially appointed the little fox and the little squirrel as the little tiger cub's 'wet nurse'

After Dabao came out of the mountain, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a few cans of milk powder to feed the tiger cubs. This time the space became lively.

Dabao circled around the wolf carcass. He didn't eat the wolf meat, but kept some of the wolf skin to make mattresses.

The little bear cub was not surprised by the disappearance of the little tiger cub. After drinking the water from the spiritual well, its intelligence had also improved. At least it could understand what Dabao said.

Dabao took out a loaded 565mm rifle and walked into the forest. The little bear cub swung his big butt and roared as he walked.

The pheasants were scared and flew away. Dabao was so happy. This dynamic target was so rare. The gunshots kept ringing.

In less than half an hour, more than 30 big fat pheasants were collected into the space. Dabao wanted to catch more this time when hunting. There were too many things to do at the police station recently. He didn't know when the next time he would go hunting, so he stored more this time.

The little bear cub followed Dabao out of the forest. He was so happy that he ran to the lake to catch fish for Dabao.

At this time, a group of goats came to the lake to drink water. There were no natural enemies in the hot spring valley. Even the occasional intruders could be dealt with by the little bear cubs. Therefore, these wild goats were fat and big.

Dabao killed five more wild goats, and finally scared away the rest.

It was getting late, so Dabao decided to start cooking. He picked ten lotus leaves, made mud by the lake, coated the pheasant with seasonings, wrapped it in lotus leaves, and then covered it with mud.

Ten chickens were ready, and the thoughtful little bear cub had dragged a dead tree out of the woods and wobbled it to the lake.

The intelligence of these bears is very high. Some bears can stand up and wave like humans, and some can open car doors and make some human movements.

Dabao loved the little bear cub so much and it was so sensible that he quickly took it in his arms and rubbed its big head for a while. The little bear cub cried out with joy.

Dabao took the dead tree back into the space and cut it into pieces with his mind.

Take it out and build a fire, light the fire, and then throw the mud balls into the fire one by one.

He lay on his back on the grass by the lake, with the bear cub's big head resting on his stomach. The man and the bear looked up at the night sky. After all their hard work, the stars were now rising.

The dark blue night sky is filled with stars, which is rarely seen in the capital city of later generations. Industrial waste gas has polluted the entire sky, making us lose this beautiful tranquility forever.

Dabao took out a bottle of Moutai. He was not addicted to alcohol or cigarettes, or rather, he was savoring it. This was a habit he had developed over the past few decades. The first three bites of food were savoring, and the rest was just to satisfy hunger.

The same is true for cigarettes and alcohol. After three mouthfuls, the taste buds become numb. This Dabao has the temperament of an ancient rich young master, perhaps brought by the old Beijing people.

Dabao took a sip of the wine, which was as smooth as silk, and instantly his body seemed to be on fire. Every drop of this Moutai wine contains a delicate and mellow aroma with distinct layers, blending the aroma of sauce, burnt aroma, honey aroma and koji aroma. It is really a pleasure to taste it.

The little bear cub turned over, arched to Dabao's face, and kept humming, just like Niuniu's coquettish behavior.

Dabao patted its head and squinted his eyes and said, "Do you want to drink too?"

The little bear cub shook his big head, Dabao raised the bottle, and a stream of wine poured down. The little bear cub opened his mouth wide with joy, and the man and the beast drank the whole bottle of wine in a moment.

Dabao felt that all the anger, resentment, grievance, and panic he had felt during this period of time disappeared at this moment.

The little bear cub hugged his arm and shook it, thinking that he hadn't drunk enough and wanted to drink more.

Dabao also became interested and took out a few bottles of Moutai, of course not the 35-year-old ones.

He and the little bear cub each had a bottle and drank until they were completely drunk. This was the first time he got drunk after his rebirth. It turned out that the one who got him drunk the most was a little bear.

When Dabao woke up the next day, he felt dizzy. He covered his head and looked around. He saw the little bear cub lying by the lake, half of its body immersed in the water and sleeping soundly.

Not far away, a few deer were leisurely drinking water, and three wild donkeys were grazing by the woods.

The fire had long been extinguished, leaving only ten large mud balls still steaming.

Dabao got up and looked at the sky. It was probably eight or nine o'clock. He stepped on a wine bottle and almost fell.

Dabao pulled the little bear cub up. The little bear cub was snoring loudly and it looked like it would not wake up for a while.

Dabao saw that he couldn't delay any longer. He didn't go back home that night. Zuo Mingyue didn't know how worried she would be.

He washed his face with the lake water and was completely awake this time. Dabao took out five or six half-shots and shot them several times. Five red deer and three wild donkeys all lay down.

Dabao walked around and put the prey into the space. This time it was enough to eat for a while.

He slipped into the space and saw the little fox lying beside the little tiger cub, making a soft sound, as if trying to coax the little tiger cub to sleep.

As soon as Dabao entered the space, the little fox Teng jumped up, bowed and worshipped Dabao, chirping.

Dabao rubbed its little head and said with a smile: "It's hard for you."

The little tiger rolled over, climbed up, and staggered towards Dabao. Dabao quickly held it in his palm, stretched out his hand to take a bowl of spiritual well water, and put the bowl and the little tiger cub on the ground. The little fox and the little tiger cub buried their heads in the bowl and drank the water desperately.

The little squirrel came out from nowhere and wanted to drink too. Dabao grabbed it and said, "What a little brat! You're not here when I'm working, but you come out when I'm taking advantage of you? How can this be possible?"