Volume 2: Soul-Calming Melody Chapter 3: Wolf Girl (Part 1)

  A mother who defied fate, carrying a bag of cooked sweet potatoes and potatoes, holding two little girls, no more than six years old, one on each side, walked towards the desolate mountains surrounding the small village under everyone's silent gaze. She didn't want to think about whether her son would have become food for wild wolves or starved to death after so long; she wouldn't even think about whether she could still recognize him if she found his corpse one day. All she knew was that she had to find her son back!

  She took her two daughters and avoided the areas that the kind-hearted villagers had already searched, and wherever she arrived at a place where people rarely visited, she would put down the bag on her body, settle her two daughters in a safe position, and then slowly climb up alone.

  "My son is right up there, I'm going to bring him back!"

  With this belief, she failed repeatedly and succeeded in climbing the mountain that even men dare not try lightly. She didn't even know that there was such a strong determination in her own body!

  Every day, before dawn breaks, the mother would wake up on time. Looking at her two daughters who were sleeping far away from her, huddled together for warmth, and shivering with cold in their sleep, she gently wiped away the frozen snot from their noses. At this moment, she really wanted to hold these two most obedient, lovable, and sensible daughters in her arms and cry out loud with them.

  But she didn't dare!

  Her palms and backs are all flesh, she is afraid that once she cries, she will never be able to muster up the courage again to continue searching for her son.

  "Don't blame me for not being concerned about you, no matter who gets lost, I will never abandon any of you!"

  In such a low voice, she steeled herself and used almost rough movements to wake up her two daughters who had stayed up late into the night to help her clean her wounds, and they set out on their journey once again.

  ……

  "Whoosh......"

  Just as she was about to climb to the top of the mountain, a large piece of rock suddenly fell off from the stone wall, bringing with it a large amount of mud. All her strength was on this rock, and suddenly losing her foothold, she uncontrollably rolled down the steep cliff that was at least sixty degrees. At this time, she was already "very experienced", immediately using both arms to tightly protect her head, as long as she didn't hit her head or break any bones, she could still rest for a while and then climb up again.

  She rolled down for a good forty or fifty meters, adding over ten more wounds to her body. The dizziness from the constant rolling and bumping made her feel like the sky was spinning around her. She lay there for half an hour before slowly sitting up. As she looked around at the valley she had rolled into, her eyes suddenly widened in surprise. Because she saw a familiar little set of bedding!

  Right next to her, she saw a pair of green eyes, two rows of sharp teeth that made her whole body tremble slightly, and a low whistle full of warning and danger. In front of her, less than twenty meters away, was a layer of rock protruding forward. If you didn't come down and just looked from the top of the valley, you wouldn't be able to see it at all, but here there was actually another cave.

  In this naturally formed semi-enclosed world, a wolf that was at least one person tall when standing up was staring at her intently. Behind the wolf was a wolf's den built under a layer of rock!

  She inadvertently fell near the wolf's den, and people in the mountains all know that if there are cubs in the wolf's den, once someone or an animal approaches, the mother wolf will attack the intruder without hesitation! When her gaze subconsciously jumped over the wolf and landed on the wolf's den, she suddenly let out a cry of surprise: "My god!"

  She actually saw her own son! Now her son, lying naked in the wolf's den, comfortably resting his head on a small wolf's soft and smooth body, possibly feeling cold, he even stretched out his two small arms to hug the little wolf.

  Upon hearing her exclamation, Lei Zheng, who had spent his first full year of life in the wolf's den, lifted his head and saw his mother. A thread of happy smile appeared on Lei Zheng's face. This little guy, who could already grasp simple pronunciation, opened his mouth and let out a soft, childish voice: "Mother..."

  "Ah!"

  She nodded vigorously, and tears of joy burst from her eyes instantly when she heard the call of her son. All the hardships, grievances, and efforts seemed worthwhile at that moment. Even the wolf standing in front of the den, which had been staring at her with a menacing gaze, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time, seemed insignificant now.

  She really wanted to rush over, pick up her son and see if he was hurt or hungry... But she didn't dare. The wolf guarding its den in front of it was a mother wolf, it was strange that it did not attack Lei Zheng's mother, but this does not mean that it would allow a human to approach its child! Moreover, what made Lei Zheng's mother even more afraid to take risks was that she was not sure whether the mother wolf would go into a beastly rage and bite her son to death if it really felt threatened.

  In this world, there is absolutely no mother who would want to watch her own son being bitten by a wild beast with blood and flesh splashing everywhere!

  She stood there foolishly, while the mother wolf looked at her with full vigilance. The human and the wolf maintained a strange silence. When the two little girls followed their mother's trail to this small valley, the numerical disadvantage had already made the mother wolf tense up.

  Lei Zheng's mother didn't dare turn her head back, now in her heart there was only one thought: "If this wolf really bites my son, I'll fight it to the death!"

  Lei Zheng's wife didn't dare to speak, she was afraid that as soon as she spoke, the mother wolf would launch an attack. She could only put her hands behind her back and make gestures to her two daughters, hoping they could understand what she meant: Go quickly to find the village chief and ask him to bring people over to help!

  Two little girls stood blankly behind their mother, perhaps due to the mother-child connection, and the two little girls actually understood the string of meaningless gestures she typed out.

  After several hours, the village chief finally led a group of villagers carrying hoes and sticks under the leadership of two little girls to find this valley, when cold sweat had penetrated the collar of this ordinary mother who had lived in a small mountain village all her life.

  The village headman left the villagers far behind in the valley and walked as quietly as possible to the mother who had confronted a lone wolf for five or six hours to protect her son. When he saw the mother wolf's fur standing on end like electricity, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, this village headman, who had been a porter in his youth and had traveled extensively throughout the country, immediately understood that he had reached the limit of distance that the mother wolf could tolerate.