Zhou Xiaoshan stood up quickly, grabbed Xiangzhu's arm and pulled him back.

Xiangzhu was dragged so hard that he staggered back two steps and turned around quickly: "Yezishan, what are you doing?"

"In this hot weather, it's better to go home and sit here to cool down." Zhou Xiaoshan's eyes revealed true feelings.

Xiangzhu glanced at Zhou Xiaoshan's face three times, and then moved her eyes to Zhou Xiaoshan's arm that was still holding her. Her majestic eyes were more effective than loud reprimands.

Zhou Xiaoshan hurriedly let go of Xiangzhu's arm and smiled sarcastically.

After Zhou Xiaoshan let go of his hand, Xiangzhu sat on the root of the tree.

After sitting down, she glanced at Zhou Xiaoshan with soft eyes, and said secretly in her heart: Xiaoshan, how can I hate you? Without you, I wouldn't be alive today, but how can I repay you for your kindness to me?

His great kindness and virtue? I may not be able to do it in this life.

One day in early summer four years ago, under the same autumn maple tree, Xiangzhu went to the stream to wash his hair and clothes alone.

When Xiangzhu finished washing his clothes, he had just stepped onto the stream with his front feet. Before his back feet could catch up, his whole body stood still, as if he had been frozen in an instant.

It turned out that Xiangzhu had just stepped onto the stream with his front feet when he suddenly saw a cobra that was thicker than an arm on the stream two meters away. It raised its head two feet high, its neck was flat and stretched out, and a silk message was spitting out of its mouth.

Looking at the fragrant bamboo.

It was noon, and the scorching sunshine was shining everywhere, making Xiangzhu feel cold all over, his hair stood on end, he was sweating, cold blood was pouring all over his body, and his teeth were chattering automatically.

Xiangzhu and the snake looked at each other for a while. The snake's mouth and nose made a scary sound of "Buddha" and at the same time sprayed out a mist.

Xiangzhu felt that the mist sprayed by the snake floated onto his face, and the pungent stench made Xiangzhu's internal organs turn upside down.

The sound of a snake's hair is a precursor to an attack.

Xiangzhu was about to turn around and run away when a loud shout came from under the big tree: "Don't move, don't run away, obey me, don't turn around and run."

Following the words, Xiangzhu saw a figure flying out from the other side of the tree, raising his stick and hitting the snake.

Xiangzhu fainted before she could see who the snake-beater was...

Xiangzhu was carried home by the village aunt and sister-in-law. When she woke up from a coma for a long time, she knew that Zhou Xiaoshan had killed the snake and saved her. She was filled with excitement that was difficult to describe in words...

Zhou Xiaoshan was only fifteen years old at the time. He killed a dozen kilograms of venomous snakes by himself, which caused a sensation in the countryside. From then on, the noble title of "Yezi" became popular.

After Zhou Xiaoshan killed the big snake and rescued Xiangzhu, Xiangzhu, who never talked to men, began to talk to the wild boy. At the same time, he and the wild boy recognized themselves as siblings.

Because of the snake scare, Xiangzhu no longer had the courage to go to the stream.

Later, after Zhou Xiaoshan's repeated persuasion, Xiangzhu had the courage to come to the stream again, but every time he was accompanied by this wild boy.

Xiangzhu looked at Zhou Xiaoshan's handsome face at this time, thinking of the great kindness of Zhou Xiaoshan who killed the snake to save him, and then thought of the shameful scene when the wild boy hugged him just now. After sighing secretly, he asked: "Xiaoshan, what are you doing?"

You're going out to work tomorrow, are you ready for everything?"

"What are you preparing?" Zhou Xiaoshan glanced sideways at Xiangzhu and asked disdainfully.

Xiangzhu frowned, "What are you preparing? Don't you pack some clothes and daily necessities?"
Chapter completed!