Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 11 Is this the little wild cat you were talking about? !

Shen Xing and Li Xue searched the house thoroughly, including under the bed, but still couldn't find the tiger cub.

"This little guy ran away." Shen Xing judged.

After saying something to Li Xue, he walked out of the house with his long legs.

"Where will it go..."

Shen Xing had a headache. Not only was this little tiger cub a big eater, but he was also very troublesome.

I just took a nap and it’s lost!

Shen Xing was concerned about the tiger cub's injured hind leg. Running around like that might pull the wound, and it might get worse.

"Could it be that the tigress came and took it back to the mountain?" Shen Xing looked at the two rows of wooden houses and felt a little scared.

If the king of beasts in Changbai Mountain came down the mountain and people saw him, it would be terrible.

Shen Xing searched around near his home but couldn't find the person. He had no choice but to take out his cell phone from his pocket and prepare to call the nature reserve on the mountain to explain the situation.

At this moment, he heard Uncle Bai next door shouting:

"Where did this wild cat come from? How dare you sneak into my sheepfold and steal sheep? You're looking for death!"

"wildcat?"

Shen Xing was stunned when he heard Uncle Bai’s roar.

"Where did the wild cat come from? Could it be a tiger cub?"

Shen Xing's face looked solemn and he quickly ran towards Uncle Bai's sheep pen.

As soon as he entered Uncle Bai's house and saw the scene in the sheep pen, Shen Xing couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The little tiger cub was lying on two ewes, sucking milk, holding one head in its mouth and holding another head in its paw.

The ewe's three lambs were pushed aside by it, leaning against the wall and trembling all over. One brave lamb also wanted to drink milk, but as soon as he approached, the tiger cub roared at him fiercely, and he was so scared that he dared not come near.

The big ram stood aside and didn't dare to come closer, as if he was intimidated by the aura of the king of beasts from the little tiger cub.

The two ewes were as dumbfounded as a wooden chicken, allowing the tiger cubs to lie on them, not daring to move. Even when the tiger cubs yelled at them, they did not dare to move.

Uncle Bai saw a "wild cat" coming out of nowhere in the sheep pen and scaring the lambs. He mistakenly thought that the "wild cat" was here to steal the lambs, so he was so angry that he picked up a shovel and rushed into the sheep pen to protect his property.

"Where did you come from, you stinky wild cat? How dare you steal sheep? I'll beat you to death!" Uncle Bai waved a shovel, looking furious.

When the little tiger cub saw someone coming to the sheep pen, he roared "Ah!" at Uncle Bai fiercely.

Shen Xing just arrived at the sheepfold and saw Uncle Bai waving a shovel and about to hit the tiger cub. He quickly yelled:
"Uncle, stop it!"

The roar was so loud that it almost used up all of Shen Xing's strength, and it scared Uncle Bai.

"Shen...Shen Xing?"

"I was so scared. Your yelling made my blood pressure rise."

Uncle Bai put down the shovel, his face was pale, his chest was heaving, and he was breathing heavily.

"Uncle, you can take medicine for high blood pressure, but with this shovel, you will have to go to jail." Seeing Uncle Bai put down the shovel, Shen Xing breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly.

"Huh? What's going on?" Uncle Bai looked puzzled.

"Why should I go to jail for beating a wild cat?" Uncle Bai took a look at the little animal lying on the ewe. It looked like a wild cat no matter how he looked at it.

Hearing this, Shen Xing's mouth twitched. He finally understood that Uncle Bai's eyesight was not good. But this was normal. Uncle Bai was over 60 years old, his eyesight was deteriorating, and he had presbyopia.

Shen Xing sighed and walked towards the tiger cub who was feeding.

When the tiger cub saw Shen Xing coming, he quickly let go of the ewe, as if he had done something wrong, covered his head with two melon seeds, and lay on the ground in the sheep pen pretending to be dead.

It was not afraid of the old two-legged beast holding the strange thing, but it was really afraid of the bad two-legged beast in front of it that was clamoring to skin it and take out its bones to soak in wine!

"Haha, you still dare to pretend to be dead?" Shen Xing sneered.

When the tiger cub saw that the tiger was not playing dead, he started to cry "Awoo awoo" and lowered his head with a pair of pitiful eyes.

"Tsk, where is the tiger king's domineering spirit that scared the lamb just now?" Shen Xing sneered, stepped forward quickly, grabbed the tiger cub by the scruff of the neck, and slapped it hard on the butt.

"I told you not to run around everywhere! Why don't you stay at home!"

"You were told to steal food from your neighbor's house and scare the lambs!"

"Why, you are the only one allowed to drink their mother's milk? You tiger cub, why are you so overbearing!"

Shen Xing grabbed the tiger cub by the back of its head and slapped its butt hard like an adult disciplining a disobedient child. As if that was not enough, he picked up a small stick from the sheep pen and spanked the tiger cub's butt again and again.

The big ram and the two ewes opened their mouths and looked at all this with dull eyes, looking confused.

The human next door is too fierce. This is a ferocious beast, the number one in the Changbai Mountain wild animal circle. Even if it is a cub, it is still a tiger. Now he is holding it in his hand, like a chick, and beating its butt with a stick.

"Bah!"

"BAA Baa baa!"

With this operation, Shen Xing's image in the eyes of the big ram instantly became taller.

"Ooooooo!"

"Ouch!"

The little tiger cub felt pain and whimpered, begging for mercy.

"Oh, do you feel the pain now? You still dare to run away from home? Do you know that if you run around, you might really meet a bad guy who will skin you and beat your bones and soak them in wine... you bad two-legged beast, what will you do?" Although Shen Xing was cursing, there was still worry in his words.

Although he said those words to comfort Li Xue, how can one predict human nature?

Adult Siberian tigers are considered treasures in the eyes of hunters, let alone Siberian tiger cubs. The world is bustling with people seeking profit, and as long as there is profit to be made, there will be people who will take risks!
No one can guess human nature!

No one dares to gamble!
He didn't dare to gamble with Shen Xing either!
"This cat's meow...why does it sound a little wrong?"

Uncle Bai looked confused as he listened to the cub's cry.

He came closer with curiosity, staring at the yellow and black furry little beast in Shen Xing's hand. The more he looked, the paler his face became. Uncle Bai's face changed drastically and he screamed:

"Ah! This, this... this is not a little wild cat!"

"Isn't this a Siberian tiger?"

Uncle Bai could now see the specific appearance of the "Wild Cat". Cold sweat broke out on his back and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He was frightened. If Shen Xing had not reminded him, the little tiger cub in front of him would have died when he fell with the shovel. He could not bear the crime of killing "Guo Yi" and would have to go to jail!

"Shen Xing, you bastard! You fucking lied to me!"

"Is this the little wild cat you were talking about?!"

(End of this chapter)