Peerless pastoral little green plum

Chapter 142 Little Wolf's Name

It was only then that Yao Huahua remembered that when modern people keep pet dogs, they all give them a name. As long as they shout too much, the dog will know that they are calling it.

But, after all, this is her and Baoshan's wolf, and Baoshan needs to be named together, right?

She then said: "Father, don't worry, I'll think about it again."

Yao Tieshu laughed: "I still have to think about the name of this wolf? Both of them are gray, why not call them big gray and small gray, just like the big yellow and little yellow in the village."

Yao Xianrou had been in school for several years, and he felt that such a name was too common, so he said, "Why don't you call it Laifu, Ankang or something like that?"

Yao Huahua shook her head with a smile: "None, I think."

This is her and Baoshan's wolf.

Probably because they were fed by Yao Huahua, the two little wolves recognized Yao Huahua as their little master, and they only followed Yao Huahua when it got dark.

They didn't have a wolf house yet, and Yao Huahua was worried that they would be frozen outside the yard, so she made a nest for them with old quilts and let them sleep together in her room.

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The next day, Yao Huahua got up early again to feed the wolves. After all, wolves are carnivorous animals. She planned to buy some cheap chicken livers for the little wolves when she was delivering goods in the town.

Yao Huahua was feeding the wolves when the eldest aunt came over curiously while sucking a bowl of porridge.

"Hua'er, what kind of dog are you? Why are you so gray?"

"It's not a dog, it's a wolf," Yao Huahua didn't even lift his head.

"Wait until the end of the year to eat?" the aunt asked again.

"..." Yao Huahua only felt the two little wolves flinch. She quickly stroked their foreheads to comfort them, and then said to her aunt, "Of course not. Keep them to watch the gate and find things, so you don't have to worry. Something is missing."

The eldest aunt felt very uncomfortable when she heard it. Although Yao Huahua didn't mention her clearly, she had done some bad things after all, so she gave a "cut" sound, then turned around and left.

As soon as the eldest aunt left, Pei Baoshan came again. He came to give boxwood, but today there are only two.

"Brother," Yao Huahua immediately put a smile on her face every time she saw Baoshan. She stood up, and the two little milk wolves were romping around at her feet.

"Morning flowers," Pei Baoshan walked in and put down the wood, "Are you still used to it? Do you find it troublesome?"

"No trouble, it's fine," Yao Huahua said with a smile, her face was glowing red in the morning sun.

Baoshan walked over and patted the heads of the two little wolves: "What about you? Be good or not, have you listened to your mother?"

One of the little wolves raised his head, licked Pei Baoshan's hand, and then lowered his head to eat.

Pei Baoshan assumed that they had responded, and said, "I knew you were very good!"

Yao Huahua couldn't help laughing.

She squatted down next to Baoshan, watched the little wolf eat and said, "Brother, the little wolf doesn't have a name yet."

"Yes, I forgot about it yesterday. The most important thing is that the name is easy to remember, so it's up to you to decide," Pei Baoshan said, and everything was up to her.

In fact, Yao Huahua had already thought of the little wolf's name before falling asleep last night, so she and Baoshan's wolf naturally have different meanings.

Now Pei Baoshan's body is very close to her, and the fleshy breath floated into her breath again, and she said: "Before naming them, let's give them a surname first."

"Is there a surname?" Pei Baoshan asked with great interest.

(End of this chapter)