After picking up a lucky girl, all the beasts line up to come to your door

The baby is the apple of his mother's eye, how could he dare to take the baby to the town without permission?

Mu Baobao's eyes rolled and he had an idea, "Let's sell rabbits together with grandma."

Mu Laoer still didn't dare to agree, he didn't want to be forced to eat stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots by his mother.

"Baby, when we get back, ask your grandma, okay?"

Baby Mu said "oh" obediently, thinking about how to coax her grandmother so that she would agree to take her to the town to sell rabbits.

Mu Laoer put her on the ground and said to Mu Pingping in his normal voice, "Pingping, you stay here and take care of the baby. I'm going to go find some wild vegetables and fruits, and by the way, check on those monkeys."

Mu Pingping agreed and promised, "Don't worry, Uncle, I will take good care of the baby."

Mu Laoer touched Mu Baobao's head and went to look for wild fruits.

Mu Baobao walked slowly with his short legs to Mu Pingping and said, "Big Brother."

"Baby, are you thirsty?" Mu Pingping wiped the sweat off her forehead with his sleeve. "I saw my second uncle picked some wild fruits. Do you want to eat some?"

"Eat!" When Mu Baobao heard the word wild fruit, his mouth was full of saliva.

Mu Pingping took out some wild fruits from his backpack, wiped them on his clothes, and handed them to Mu Baobao, "Baby, let's wait here for Second Uncle and the others."

Mu Baobao ate wild fruits and hummed indistinctly.

Suddenly, she looked to her left: "Brother, Tiger."

Mu Pingping followed her gaze.

What I saw was a little tiger with snow-white fur, about the size of a puppy, running towards me happily.

He immediately picked up the wooden baby, took out the sickle from the backpack, and stared at the little tiger and the surroundings vigilantly.

If a little tiger appears here, then the big tiger must be around.

"Brother, don't be afraid." Mu Baobao patted Mu Pingping gently, holding his head high and saying, "Looking for me."

"Brother, let me go."

She wanted to get out of Mu Pingping's arms.

But Mu Pingping held her in his arms, and said sternly, "Baby, don't move!"

"If a tiger cub appears here, there must be a tigress nearby. We must hurry to find Second Uncle."

No matter how scared he was, he held the wooden baby tightly, and he didn't know why the tiger from the deep mountains appeared here.

"Brother, mine, mine!" Mu Baobao was anxious and spitted all over his face. "Mine, little tiger!"

That's her little tiger.

Mu Pingping didn't believe it. He had only heard of tigers eating people, but had never heard of anyone raising tigers.

He held Mu Baobao in one hand and carried a backpack in the other and ran quickly towards Mu Laoer.

"Uncle, there's a little tiger!" he shouted in a trembling voice.

When Mu Laoer heard this, he ran over quickly with his sickle in hand, "Where is it? Where is the little tiger?"

He protected Mu Baobao and Mu Pingping and searched around for the little tiger.

As he searched, he saw a little white tiger emerging from the bushes.

"Little white tiger?"

He chuckled, "I've lived for decades, but this is the first time I've seen a white tiger."

"Uncle, my, my little tiger!" Baby Mu was so anxious that his saliva was flying everywhere and he was about to cry.

Mu Laoer was astonished, staring at her with wide eyes, "Your little tiger?"

Mu Baobao nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, and tugged at his clothes with his little hands, "Second Uncle, it's mine, really, it's mine."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the little tiger running to Mu Pingping's feet, squatting there and calling to her in a baby voice.

The little tiger looked very obedient, like a domestic dog, and didn't look like a ferocious beast at all.