Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

The next day, before dawn.

The winter mornings in Changbai Mountain are so cold they can freeze your nose off. Although the heated walls inside the house still retain some warmth, a thick layer of frost has already formed on the window paper.

Zhao Shanhe woke up very early.

He quietly dressed without waking his sleeping wife and daughter, then picked up the hardwood stick that had been standing behind the door the night before and went to the outer room.

"Splash..."

The moment they moved, the sound of chains being dragged could be heard from the darkness.

Two pairs of eerie green eyes lit up beside the stove.

The Azure Dragon merely glanced up at Zhao Shanhe before lying back down, resting its chin on its front paws, as steady as Mount Tai.

But Heilongjiang is different.

It was starving that night. Although it had eaten its meal last night, it was still recovering from its injury and growing, so its stomach was like a bottomless pit. As soon as it saw Zhao Shanhe coming over, it thought it was time to eat again, and immediately stood up excitedly, dragging its injured leg as it tried to pounce on Zhao Shanhe, its tail wagging like a propeller.

This is what it means to be "unruly".

In its mind: people coming = food to eat = I can pounce on them and beg.

"sit down."

Zhao Shanhe didn't move, coldly uttering two words.

How could the black dragon understand? Its mind was full of meat, and it was still jumping around, even trying to use its dirty claws to pull at Zhao Shanhe's trouser leg.

"Snapped!"

Without warning, Zhao Shanhe swung the wooden stick in his hand, striking its front paws precisely.

"Aww!"

The black dragon winced in pain, pulling its claws back and staring blankly at Zhao Shanhe. It didn't understand why it was being attacked when it had clearly been trying to be friendly (wagging its tail).

"I'm asking you to sit down."

Zhao Shanhe's eyes were icy cold, and the stick in his hand pointed at the ground.

Black Dragon hesitated. It looked at the stick, then at Zhao Shanhe's expression, and finally tentatively lowered its rear end, but its eyes were still darting around, staring at the stove.

Zhao Shanhe ignored it, turned around and scooped half a basin of cold water from the vat, then poured in some of the leftover meat broth from last night and stirred it.

The aroma of meat wafted out.

The black dragon's eyes instantly turned green, and it began to pant heavily. Its body involuntarily arched again, ready to pounce.

This is the crucial moment in the dog's training – "refusal to eat training".

Zhao Shanhe carried the basin and walked up to the two dogs.

He first walked up to the Azure Dragon and put the basin down.

The Azure Dragon was about to lower its head.

"slow."

Zhao Shanhe gave a soft shout.

The Azure Dragon froze, its massive wolf head stopping abruptly just two inches from the food bowl. It raised its eyes to look at Zhao Shanhe, its mouth watering, but it remained completely still.

This is the quality of a top-class hunting dog.

"eat."

Zhao Shanhe nodded. Qinglong then buried his head in his food and began to eat heartily.

Black Dragon, who was watching from the side, was already frantic with worry.

It stared at the bowl of meat, completely disregarding any rules. Just as Zhao Shanhe was about to put down the other bowl of rice, it suddenly lunged forward, opening its mouth wide to snatch it!

"You're asking for it!"

Zhao Shanhe had been waiting for this move.

He yanked the basin back from his hand and swung the stick in his other hand, striking Heilong hard on the bridge of his nose!

A dog's nose is its most vulnerable spot.

This blow brought tears to the black dragon's eyes. It let out a miserable howl, covered its nose, and rolled on the ground.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhao Shanhe looked down at it from his vantage point:

"Learn from the pain."

"I didn't say 'eat,' so even if the food is right in front of your mouth, you have to resist!"

The black dragon was stunned and terrified. It cowered in the corner, looking fearfully at the demon.

Zhao Shanhe put the food bowl down again.

This time, the black dragon learned its lesson. Although it was trembling with craving and drooling all over the ground, it pressed its body tightly against the wall, not daring to move at all, and looked at Zhao Shanhe pitifully with its eyes.

Zhao Shanhe stared at it coldly, leaving it to its own devices for a full minute.

Only when the "greed" in the black dragon's eyes slowly turned into "pleading" did he utter a single word:

"eat."

The black dragon, as if granted a pardon, pounced and devoured the food voraciously.

But the training isn't over yet.

Just as Heilong was enjoying his meal, almost swallowing the whole bowl,

Suddenly, a large hand reached out and, without warning, into its food bowl, grabbing for the largest piece of meaty bone.

Protecting their food is the instinct of all wild beasts.

Almost instinctively, the black dragon emitted a low warning growl from its throat:

"Ugh—!"

It bared its teeth, trying to scare away the hand that was trying to steal its food.

"You've gone too far!!"

Zhao Shanhe's expression changed drastically, and he kicked the food bowl over!

Whoosh!

The bowl of meat soup was spilled all over the floor.

"You dare to be hostage to my food?"

Zhao Shanhe grabbed the black dragon by the back of its neck, slammed it to the ground, and raised the stick high in his hand:

"This meat was given to me by me! I can give it away whenever I want, and take it back whenever I want! You dare show your teeth?"

"Slap! Slap!"

Two more blows.

The black dragon looked at the meat soup spilled all over the ground, feeling pain, hunger, and regret. It finally understood: in front of this man, it had no "private property," and it wasn't even allowed to have the instinct to protect its food.

"Just you wait and see!"

Zhao Shanhe didn't serve it any more rice. Instead, he pointed to the dirty soup on the ground and made it watch Qinglong finish eating.

This time, the black dragon didn't even dare to groan.

It lay obediently on the ground, its eyes completely dimmed, and the wild arrogance that emanated from its bones was being worn down little by little by hunger and discipline.

Just then, the curtain in the inner room moved.

Lin Xiu, wearing a coat, came out carrying the still-sleepy Niu Niu.

"Shanhe... why are they fighting again so early in the morning?" Lin Xiu looked at the mess on the ground and felt a little sorry for the food.

"Setting rules."

Zhao Shanhe put away the stick, the murderous look on his face vanished instantly, and he walked over with a smile to take Niu Niu from him.

"This black dog is too wild. If we don't correct its food-guarding habit, what if it dares to snatch food from Niu Niu's hand?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiu's heartache vanished instantly.

"Then...then we have to fight! Fight them hard!" Lin Xiu glanced at the black dragon, her eyes turning serious. "We can't let the child get hurt."

Zhao Shanhe put Niu Niu on the kang (a heated brick bed) and took out a few White Rabbit milk candies from his pocket.

"Come on, Niu Niu, Daddy will teach you a game."

Zhao Shanhe peeled a piece of candy, placed it in his palm, and then, holding Niu Niu's little hand, slowly walked to Hei Long.

At this moment, the black dragon was both hungry and in pain, lying on the ground questioning its existence.

"Black Dragon, watch out."

Zhao Shanhe pointed to the fragrant milk candy in Niu Niu's hand.

Black Dragon smelled the milky aroma, twitched its nose, and was about to look up.

Zhao Shanhe's eyes sharpened, and he lightly tapped the ground with the stick in his hand.

Black Dragon shuddered and immediately pressed his head to the ground, even closing half of his eyes, looking cowardly as if to say, "I dare not look, I dare not steal."

"Good dog."

Zhao Shanhe nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Niu Niu and said:

"Niu Niu, if this dog behaves well in the future, you can throw it some bones; if it misbehaves, you can tell Daddy, and Daddy will skin it and make arm sleeves from its skin."

Niu Niu blinked her big eyes, looking at the big black dog that was fierce yesterday but was now lying on the ground, too scared to move. Suddenly, she felt a little sorry for it, but also a little amused.

"Good boy, big dog, I won't hit you."

Niu Niu threw the candy wrapper in her hand in front of Hei Long.

Black Dragon shrank its neck in fright, glanced at Zhao Shanhe, and seeing that its master did not object, it cautiously stuck out its tongue, rolled the candy wrapper into its mouth, and smacked its lips, tasting the sweetness.

Seeing this, Zhao Shanhe smiled.

This dog has finally learned its lesson. Although it still retains its wild instincts, it at least knows who it shouldn't mess with in this house.

"Xiuer".

Zhao Shanhe stood up, dusted off his hands, and began packing his belongings.

He took the old foreign cannon off the wall, tucked the dagger behind his waist, and finally put on the old cotton-padded jacket that still smelled of blood.

"Keep the door locked at home."

Zhao Shanhe glanced at the black dragon still lying on the ground, walked over, and gently nudged its good leg with his toe:

"Black Dragon, listen up."

"With your leg crippled, you'll only be a burden if you go into the mountains. During this time, you're to stay in this house and never leave."

"Anyone who dares to enter this door besides the lady of the house and Niu Niu, you can bite them!"

"If a single needle goes missing from the house, or if Niu Niu loses a single hair, I'll skin you alive and stew you when I get back! Understand?"

Black Dragon shuddered.

Although it couldn't speak, it understood the menacing command.

It let out a soft "woof," pressed its head to the ground, and then laboriously moved its body to lie down directly on the threshold between the inner and outer rooms—a posture of guarding the last line of defense.

"Good dog."

Zhao Shanhe nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at the silent, blue behemoth lying beside him:

"Azure Dragon, rise."

"roar……"

Upon hearing the sound, the Azure Dragon rose up, shook its mane which was as sharp as steel needles, and an aura of murderous intent instantly spread out.

It knew it was time to get to work.

"As long as there's a cripple at home to look after things, that's fine. Today, the two of us are going into the mountains to collect our debts."

Zhao Shanhe stroked the Azure Dragon's massive head, his gaze drifting to the vast snow-capped mountains outside the window, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"The several hundred kilograms of wild boar meat that were lost yesterday, and that 'man-bear' in this forest... it's time to go and meet them."

With a whistle.

One person, one gun, one wolf.

Zhao Shanhe pushed open the door and strode into the swirling snow with Qinglong in tow.

Inside the house, Lin Xiu held Niu Niu, watching the tall figure disappear into the white world. She then looked back at the black dragon lying at her feet, watching the door warily, and felt a sense of peace she had never felt before.

Door gods guard the home, while evil spirits go to war.

This home has finally been established.