Chapter 322 Little White Tiger "Qiuqiu"

Mrs. Qiao and Mrs. Qin also came over quickly and looked at Qiao Ran worriedly.

Qiao Ran reassured them with a smile: "It's okay. I found this little tiger cub in Devil's Valley. The tigress was already dead, so I brought it back to raise it, otherwise it would starve to death."

When several people heard that the tigress was dead, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"You kid! You dare to pick up anything, and you're not afraid of getting into danger."

Chen Huiniang glared at her daughter angrily, then turned back to clean up the dishes and chopsticks that had fallen to the floor.

Mrs. Qiao and others also shook their heads and went back to work helplessly.

There were only a few little kids excitedly surrounding the eldest sister, all wanting to touch and hug the little tiger cub.

"Sister, is this the cub of a big tiger? Why is it so small? Is its mother as big as the big tiger we shot on the road?"

"Sister, doesn't the tiger have yellow fur? Why does it have white fur? Isn't it a big cat?"

"Sister, what does this tiger cub eat? Does it drink nainai like Xiaoba? But its mother is dead, whose nainai does it drink?"

"Sister, what is the name of this tiger cub? Can it bite people? Mother said tigers can eat people. Will it eat us when it grows up?"

The little guys asked questions one after another, making Qiao Ran dumbfounded.

She put the tiger cub down and let the children touch its back.

"Well, it is the cub of a big tiger. It is born white. This is a profound truth. I will explain it to you when you grow up."

"It can now eat some soup rice, or small pieces of fresh pork and chicken."

"It's still young and doesn't bite, but don't hit it hard or pull out its hair, otherwise it will be vicious. As long as it follows us from an early age and teaches it more, it won't bite people when it grows up. people."

"As for the name, let's think about it together! Let's name a few names and see which one sounds good."

When the little guys heard this, they immediately began to shake their little heads excitedly and seriously thought of a name for the little white tiger.

"Just call it Meow Meow! Who told it to look like a big cat!"

"Meow? Why don't you call me Mimi? I heard the village dog leftover call his cat that way."

"I think neither Meow Meow nor Mimi are domineering enough to deserve their status as kings of the mountain. Otherwise, they should be called 'Kings'. How domineering!"

"Its fur is white, so why not call it Xiaoxue, Xiaobai, or Xiaoxueqiu? Or call it Qiuqiu or Baibai?"

Qiao Ran didn't expect that these little guys would actually give the little white tiger a name so seriously, and the name would sound better than hers.

In space, she wanted to save trouble and just called the little white tiger "Xiaobai". Now that she thought about it, she really didn't deserve his domineering status as the king of the mountain.

However, when he was really called "King", why did it sound like he was calling a bandit boss?

Unknowingly, Qiao Ran also used her brain and followed the rhythm of the little guys and started thinking of a nice name for the little white tiger.

However, she is a bad namer, so how can she come up with a domineering and nice name?

Several people thought about it, and finally decided to vote. "Qiuqiu" passed with the largest number of three votes.

Therefore, from now on, the mighty and domineering white tiger mythical beast will have the name Nuojiji.

"Qiuqiu, can you roar like a tiger? It's like ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong. Come on, let's hear it."

"Qiuqiu, what toys do you like? Do you want to play Cuju? I'll teach you!"

"Qiuqiu, let me take you out to play! Don't run around! Be careful not to find you if you run out. You will be eaten by the wild beasts in the mountains."

"Qiuqiu..."

Little White Tiger shook his butt, somewhat dissatisfied with the name.

Qiuqiu sounds like "Qiqiu", tsk, how could a descendant of a mountain king be so spineless as to beg for help?

This name is as simple and appropriate as calling me Xiaobai!

When it grows up, it will be called Dabai, and when it gets old, it will be called Laobai. How wonderful!

Several little guys who got new toys immediately went out to show off their little pet "Qiuqiu".

Needless to say, the other children in the village were extremely envious when they saw such a cute and fluffy beast.

They wanted to reach out and touch the soft-looking fluff on the little white tiger, but they were stopped by the adults in the family.

Although it looks small and cute, this is the cub of a ferocious beast after all!

Who knows if it might be born with an animalistic nature, and bite if it doesn't agree with it?

As a result, the other children could only watch with envy as the Qiao brothers and sisters caressed the little white tiger without any scruples.

I thought to myself, it would be great if their eldest sister or brother could catch such a cute little white tiger for them as a pet!

The people of Qingshui Village are dutifully guarding the isolation zone, waiting for the trees, weeds, mosquitoes, and miasma in the isolation zone to be burned away.

Or provide logistical support in the camp, prepare delicious meals and send them to the men and young men in the valley, when everyone is full of hope for their future life.

In the capital government office, Jia Tongpan waited so anxiously that he almost took a carriage to the Devil's Valley to find out what was going on. Finally, Niu Sangui and others arrived who had come back late.

"How's it going? Are those mud-legged people dead? Are they all dying of strange diseases? Are they setting themselves on fire?"

Jia Tongpan asked a series of questions anxiously.

Niu Sangui and several yamen servants ran until they were out of breath, and their throats were almost smoking. Before he could go back to the yamen servant's room to drink some water to moisten his throat, as soon as he entered the door, he was called to him by Jia Tongfan to answer.

Niu Sangui replied in a hoarse voice: "Sir, those mud-legged people are not dead, they are setting fire to open up wasteland."

"Not dead? Not dead? They weren't attacked by the miasma or contracted strange diseases?"

Jia Tongpan took two steps back in disappointment. His full expectations were in vain, and he felt that his heart was clogged.

Niu Sangui saw that Master Tongpan looked ugly and very unhappy, so he quickly added:

"Sir, although they are not dead yet, they should be soon! I just saw those mud-legged people killing rats and eating meat. Think about it, those rats are running around, and they must have gone to the miasma forest. Yes. When those mud-legged people eat a rat infected with a strange disease, won’t they be infected quickly?”

When Jia Tongpuan heard this, he raised his hands excitedly: "What's going on? Tell me quickly! Are they really eating rats? Are they the rats they caught in that valley?"

Niu Sangui was afraid that Jia Tongpan would know that he had never been to Devil's Valley, so he quickly promised:

"Sir, they live in the valley. I asked, and they are the mice they caught in the valley. The mice were bigger than domestic cats. They must have been infected by the miasma and suffered from strange diseases. Those mice are like this. Anyone who catches a mouse will definitely be infected with that strange disease."