I sold grilled fish in the 70s!

Waaaaah! My dear master, I've been bullied by others! Why can't you help me get revenge?

Seeing that the white wolf looked unhappy, Yuqin hugged it tightly and gently stroked its head.

Mother, why did you suddenly hug this fat wolf? Didn't you see that the white wolf's temper started to get very irritable?

Hey! As the owner of the white wolf, don't you know its personality? It must be because it hasn't been with you for a long time that its temper has become so irritable and restless.

Mother, you're absolutely right about this! But don't you find it strange, Mother? Why is White Wolf so dependent on me?

That's because you helped the white wolf when it needed help the most, so it will rely on you even more!

But Mother, I'm very hesitant now. Should I bring this white wolf back to the Yang mansion? Or should I find a suitable time to release it back into the deep mountains and forests?

Haha! Can you tell me why you released the white wolf back into the deep mountains and forests? I remember you really liked this white wolf when you were at the Yang residence, didn't you? Besides, the white wolf we raised was a very intelligent wolf.

I know that the white wolf is very intelligent and perceptive! That's one of the reasons why I've kept it in our Yang family for so many years. Another reason is that I'm afraid some ill-intentioned people might see how intelligent our white wolf is and capture it, subject it to a series of training exercises, and then exploit its inherently cold-blooded and cruel nature to do things that harm ordinary people.

Yuqin nodded to Muwang with great satisfaction. "I knew that you insisted on leaving our Xue'er in the Yang family mansion because you were afraid that she would continue to harm other innocent people after returning to the deep mountains and forests."

But there's one thing your mother doesn't understand: you were only fifteen years old back then. Why did you have the courage to bring back a fully grown wolf, even though it was badly injured?

Haha! Mother, if I told you that back then, a mysterious force guided me to that deep mountain forest to rescue the white wolf, would you believe me?

Hearing Mu Wang's question, Yuqin stared in shock at him. But then she remembered how she had been given a large bowl of abortion pills by thieves, yet her child had been born safely. This made her less shocked. After experiencing so much, Yuqin always felt that some unseen and intangible deities were silently protecting the Yang family.

Thinking of this, Yuqin really wanted to take a lot of offerings to the temple on Guanyin Bodhisattva's birthday. She wanted to distribute them to the worshippers who came to burn incense, and also wanted to use the Yang family's wealth to make a contribution to the temple. In fact, Yuqin had had this idea for a long time, but she had never calmed down to think about it.

Meow! Meow! Meow!

Sometime during the day, Little Hibiscus, who had been lying on the desk, crawled up to Yuqin. The white wolf, seeing the little creature standing before him, knew that this annoying little thing was trying to compete with him for his master's affections again. So he raised his large, fleshy paw and slapped Little Hibiscus.

Meow! Meow! Meow!

After letting out a few shouts, Xiao Furong laboriously dragged her two badly injured legs toward Yuqin.

Upon seeing this, Yuqin quickly went to Xiao Furong and tried to hold the little one in her arms, but she was injured by the two front paws raised by the white wolf.

Mu Wang hurriedly grabbed the abacus from his desk and smashed it repeatedly against the white wolf's head. The pain was too much for the wolf, so it turned and opened its massive jaws to bite Mu Wang's wrist. Seeing that the wolf showed no remorse and even bit his wrist without hesitation, Mu Wang truly regretted his past actions. Why had he softened and saved the beast?

It was because, an hour before rescuing the white wolf, she saw a multicolored cloud floating in the sky. And what was truly amazing was that this colorful cloud actually moved with her steps. Originally, she didn't want to follow this multicolored cloud.

Then a strange thing happened. As he walked in the opposite direction from the colorful cloud, the sky, which had been clear and blue, suddenly started pouring rain. Moreover, it was the part of the road he was going that was experiencing torrential rain, while the area the colorful cloud was guiding him to was clear and blue.

Because I looked at the sky before leaving that day and saw no sign of rain, I didn't bring a raincoat. So I had no choice but to follow this colorful cloud. And what's even stranger is that when I followed this colorful cloud to the spot where I rescued the white wolf years ago, the colorful cloud disappeared into thin air.

When he saw a large white wolf lying in front of him, an idea popped into his head: run! Then something even stranger happened. No matter how desperately he ran forward, he remained in the same spot, as if some mysterious force was clinging to the hem of his clothes.

After realizing the problem, I could only stand still. At that moment, someone forcefully pressed me down from behind. I couldn't resist this mysterious force, so I submitted to it and squatted down. At that moment, I felt that my hands were no longer my own. I took out some medicine from my waist bag and used it to bandage the wounds of the white wolf lying on the floor.

While I bandaged the big white wolf's wounds, it lay there obediently, letting me do the bandaging. After I finished treating its wounds, it gently licked my face with its pink tongue. At first, I was very nervous and scared because the story of the farmer and the snake came to mind. Wolves and snakes are both cold-blooded animals, and the kind farmer revived a snake that was almost frozen to death. The first thing the snake did upon waking was to bite the kind farmer. Wasn't my situation just like that?

So I was really afraid that I would do something that would anger this wolf. But to my surprise, it was actually quite good-natured.

He actually stuck out his big tongue and kept licking my face, and rubbed his big head against me like a docile kitten. For some reason, the idea of ​​taking this wolf home and raising it as a pet popped into my head.

So they brought the wolf back to the Yang residence. At first, the father absolutely refused to let the white wolf be kept in the Yang residence. His reason was that it was a cold-blooded animal and no matter how you fed it, it would not develop any feelings for you like a cat or dog.

Another reason is that our Yang family used to have a lot of servants. With people coming and going, we were afraid that we might accidentally anger this ancestor.

But my father couldn't resist my repeated persuasion. So he left the white wolf with my foster father, but we made three rules. We had to build a large iron cage and keep it inside. For better safety, we placed it on the back mountain of the Yang family mansion.

I successfully kept the white wolf at the Yang residence, but another problem arose immediately: who would feed this big guy three meals a day?

The servants in the Yang household were terrified of this huge creature, let alone feeding it, so this arduous task had to fall to me. The creature sensed my kindness and, unlike its initial volatile temper, gradually became gentler.

Otherwise, your family members will become more docile upon seeing the white wolf, and won't be as afraid of it as they were when it first came to the Yang family, and will accept this big guy.

I originally planned to release the white wolf back into the wild after its wounds healed. But unexpectedly, the wolf refused to leave the Yang residence!