Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 12 Ma Lengzi

Uncle Bai’s house, outside the sheep pen.

"So this is the tiger cub you and Boss Shen found in the mountains this morning?"

Uncle Bai squatted on the ground, puffing on his cigarette. The blue smoke blinded his eyes. He was still in shock and tried to calm himself with nicotine.

"Yeah." Shen Xing nodded.

"This little guy is injured. We can't just watch him die in the mountains."

"You little brat, why did you lie to your uncle? Why don't you just say no? Do you think I'm an outsider?"

Uncle Bai glared at Shen Xing fiercely and said unhappily.

His eyesight was not good to begin with, and he could not recognize the tiger cub from such a distance. When he saw a wild cat sneaking into the sheepfold, he mistakenly thought it was a wild beast coming down from the mountains, so he picked up a shovel and rushed over, almost hitting the tiger cub to death.

"Uncle, don't take it personally. How could Xiaoxing treat you as an outsider? He even needs your help to contact the nature reserve."

Li Xue spoke up at the side. Ever since she knew the tiger cub had run to Uncle Bai's sheep pen to drink milk, she finally felt relieved.

"Uncle, I didn't mean to hide it from you. The fewer people who know about this, the better." Shen Xing gave Uncle Bai a look.

Uncle Bai understood and nodded:

"Xiaoxing, I'm not saying anything to you, but it's too risky to bring the tiger cub home. We'd better inform the nature reserve about this." Uncle Bai took a puff of Changbai Mountain, frowned, and glanced at the tiger cub lying on the ewe and drinking milk.

Although he knew that Shen Xing meant well, Guoyi was Guoyi after all, and he was also a tiger cub who had lost his tigress. If he didn't hand him over to the nature reserve and kept him in the village, what if the villagers got to know about it and the tigress came down the mountain to look for her cub, and if she hurt anyone, Shen Xing would be the sinner condemned by all.

"Uncle, I'm looking for you for this matter. Don't you know the ranger in the reserve? Can you give me his contact information?"

Although Shen Xing wanted to keep the tiger cub and wait for it to heal so that he could complete the system task, he now realized that if the tiger cub stayed at home, it would be discovered sooner or later. It would be better to notify the nature reserve and send it to the forest ranger station. He would go there and still be able to take care of the tiger cub, complete the task issued by the system, and receive the reward.

"Okay, I'll give you Dali's phone number." Uncle Bai nodded and got up to go into the house to get his cell phone.

Dali is a friend Uncle Bai met when he was climbing the mountain. It was Dali's first time to the reserve and he got lost when going up the mountain. Fortunately, he met Uncle Bai and found the forest ranger station of the reserve. Uncle Bai would also visit the reserve when he had nothing to do, and after a few visits, they became familiar with each other.

Uncle Bai quickly took out a phone from the house. It was an old man’s phone that only had the functions of making calls and sending text messages.

Uncle Bai flipped through the address book and found Dali's phone number:

"Hey, Dali?"

"Uncle Bai? What's wrong with you?"

"It's like this. My eldest nephew and his father went hiking in the mountains today and found a Siberian tiger cub. The little guy was bitten by a pheasant trap..."

Uncle Bai told the forest ranger Dali everything about the tiger cub on the phone.

Dali asked in detail about the tiger cub's wounds. He learned that Shen Xing had treated the wounds and fed it milk, and the cub was able to eat and drink. He praised Shen Xing for doing a good job.

"Uncle, I'm going down the mountain now. You guys take good care of the young tiger and wait for me."

Uncle Bai hung up the phone and said to Shen Xing:

"The forest ranger station will send someone down right away. Keep a close eye on the little guy and don't let him run around."

When Shen Xing heard this, he nodded slightly.

"Why is this little guy still eating?" Li Xue muttered to the side.

"It's normal to get injured while growing up." Uncle Bai disagreed.

Shen Xing and Li Xue looked at each other and both found it funny. He twitched his mouth and said:
"Uncle, he finished drinking half a basin of milk two hours ago."

"What? So much milk, and you finished it so quickly?" Uncle Bai was surprised.

“Being able to eat is a blessing, being able to eat is a blessing…” Uncle Bai scratched his Mediterranean head and smiled awkwardly.

The tiger cub was found, and Shen Xing and Li Xue both breathed a sigh of relief. Uncle Bai went back to the house to eat lunch, and Shen Xing asked Li Xue to go back to cook. He stayed in the sheep pen, waiting for the tiger cub to finish drinking its milk, and keeping an eye on it to prevent it from running around.

"Bah!"

"Baa!" Half an hour later, the big ram suddenly came closer and rubbed its head against Shen Xing's waist.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter?" Shen Xing asked.

"BAA Baa baa!"

The big ram barked a few times towards the intersection.

Shen Xing looked in the direction it pointed and saw a tall, thin man with a pointed chin and a big gold necklace around his neck, a green dragon tattooed on his right arm, Crocs and black sunglasses, walking towards him.

"Ma Lengzi?" Shen Xing frowned.

He knew this person, Ma Lengzi from the west end of the village. He had a bad reputation in Muwu Village and was even worse than the mud in the pond. Last time, it was him who ignored the advice and sneaked into the sheep pen, causing Uncle Bai to lose 5,000 yuan plus a lamb.

If Ma Lengzi's sternum had not been broken by Brother Yang, Shen Xing would have suspected that this guy was deliberately blackmailing Uncle Bai and had no good intentions.

"Baaaah!"

The big ram behind the fence nudged Shen Xing's waist with its head again.

"How can you put on the sack in broad daylight? You have to wait until dark."

"BAA Baa baa!"

"Brother Yang, don't worry, this kid deserves a beating. I will find a chance to beat him up even without you urging me!"

Shen Xing told the big ram to relax and that he would beat Ma Lengzi up sooner or later to avenge him, and he promised to do what he said.

"Hey, who is this?"

"Boss Shen, long time no see."

Ma Lengzi passed by Uncle Bai's house and saw Shen Xing squatting at the door of the sheep pen. He spoke in a casual manner.

Shen Xing had a cold face, turned his head away, and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Behind him, the big ram kept nodding its head against his waist and bleating.

Ma Lengzi knew that he had a bad reputation in the village, and he also knew that Shen Xing, a college graduate from a key university, looked down on him.

But things are different now. Your boss Shen ran back home in disgrace. It’s obvious that he couldn’t make it in the big city.

But Ma Lengzi is different. He contracted a mountain in the village to plant ginseng, and made a fortune by selling goods through live streaming.

Once people have money, they love to show off. No matter you are a college student or working in a big city, you are not as comfortable as me who lies down in the village and counts money.

Seeing that Shen Xing didn't treat him well, Ma Lengzi was too lazy to pretend anymore:

"Tsk, why are you making such a stinky face? What are you pretending for?"

"Who doesn't know that Boss Shen can't make it in the Magic City anymore?"

"I've been working for so many years and I can't even afford a car. Look what this is? A big Mercedes, I just bought it last month!"

Ma Lengzi lifted up his clothes, revealing his Mercedes Benz keys, with a very proud expression on his face.

"Are you done?" Shen Xing sneered.

He stood up and walked towards the sheepfold, ready to unlock it.

"Shen Xing, what are you doing!"

"Fuck! That damn ram!"

Seeing the big ram panting and stamping its hooves behind Shen Xing, Ma Lengzi subconsciously stepped back with a nervous look on his face.

While Ma Lengzi was in a daze, he caught a glimpse of a tiger cub lying on the ewe's belly and suckling milk behind the big ram. His face suddenly changed:
"Shit, what...what is that?"

"A Siberian tiger!"

(End of this chapter)