Chapter 4: A Vicious Stepmother's Words Cannot Be Trusted!

Mo Ruyue glanced at him, "Can you get down yourself? If your legs are weak, I can carry you..."

"No need, who says my legs are weak!"

Dabao immediately straightened his back, his face cold as he said, "I'm very brave. Even if you hadn't come just now, I could have fought the wild boar to the death."

As he spoke, he nimbly slid down from the tree.

He looked at Mo Ruyue and said awkwardly, "Just now... thank you for saving me."

Mo Ruyue nodded. She still wasn't very good at interacting with children and couldn't think of any comforting words, but she felt that Dabao's strong mental fortitude to recover so quickly from the fear of death was quite impressive.

"Come over and help chop a few trees. They don't need to be too thick; we need to make a simple sled to get the wild boar back."

Mo Ruyue said succinctly, "It's edible and can be sold for money."

Wild boars are hard to hunt, so they are worth more on the market.

This family was now so poor that they only had mouths to feed... Only after she killed this wild boar could she earn her first pot of gold, then go buy some seeds to get the space farmland started and properly develop it; there might even be bigger surprises.

The more Mo Ruyue thought about it, the more motivated she felt, but Dabao suddenly got angry, "I still need to find my little sister... She's only three and a half years old. You abandoned her in the deep mountains; she must be terrified."

After saying this, Dabao glared at the wound on Mo Ruyue's head, as if he wished he could smash it again until she was bleeding, but then he saw the bloody gash on Mo Ruyue's arm caused by the wild boar...

He ground his teeth again and turned away in annoyance!

"It's getting dark, why are you running around like a brat?" Mo Ruyue reached out and grabbed his ponytail, dragging him over, "I know where she is. We'll take her home together in a moment."

She vaguely remembered that the book mentioned that when the original owner abandoned Tang Tang, she didn't dare to enter the deep mountains, nor did she have the stamina to climb that far, so she had just left the child on a small mountain path relatively far from home.

If not for saving Dabao just now, she would have already found Tang Tang.

Dabao was stunned for a moment, then asked skeptically, "You're that kind-hearted?"

"If you keep dawdling, who knows if she'll be eaten by a wild boar once it gets dark." Mo Ruyue glanced at him coldly and stopped talking, starting to make the sled.

Dabao gritted his teeth, looking at Mo Ruyue's calm profile. Although his reason told him: This bad mother has a terrible track record, you can't believe her nonsense.

But...

Thinking of the scene where Mo Ruyue fought with her life to save him, rolling on the ground with the wild boar...

A flash of hesitation crossed Dabao's eyes: Could it be that the bad mother had her head cleared after being beaten by him, and suddenly changed for the better?

Thinking of this, the look in Dabao's eyes became a bit firmer. He turned around and silently began to break branches, but he still threatened, "I'm not doing this to help you, I'm doing this to find Tang Tang sooner. If you dare to have designs on my younger brother or sister again, I... I will still beat you to death."

Mo Ruyue scoffed, and replied listlessly, "Wait until your 'hand skills' are as good as your 'mouth skills' before you talk."

Dabao suddenly flushed red, glaring at her fiercely: "...When I grow up a bit more, I can kill a wild boar on my own just the same."

"Oh." Mo Ruyue pursed her lips, giving him a look that said,'See for yourself.'

In his anger, Dabao snapped an arm-thick branch with his bare hands!!

Mo Ruyue tied the sticks into a simple sled with rope, then used the slope of the terrain to push the wild boar down, letting it roll right onto the sled.

Dabao couldn't help but look at her again: The bad mother had her brain damaged, but actually got smarter...

Mo Ruyue dragged the rope, but pulling an adult wild boar was still strenuous, and even walking down the mountain path was difficult. After just a few steps, she was already panting.

This body was too weak, and she hadn't eaten enough, so she really couldn't muster any strength now.

At this moment, Dabao gave a haughty cold snort, snatched a piece of rope from her left shoulder, threw it over his own shoulder, and said, "Why are you so weak!"

Then he bent his waist and exerted all his might, actually managing to drag the sled frame!

Although the veins on his forehead bulged and his shoulders were chafed with bloody marks, this astonishing strength in an eleven-year-old child could not be ignored.

Mo Ruyue quickly helped, with a rare hint of praise in her tone: "Not bad... kid."

The original book only briefly mentioned that Dabao was a child with good combat power, but she hadn't expected his natural strength to be off the charts to this extent.

It was like Popeye possessing him... too bad there was no spinach.

Dabao raised his eyebrows and gave her a triumphant look, as if he had finally regained some face, and became even more diligent in controlling the sled, quietly sharing a lot of the burden for Mo Ruyue.

As they neared the foot of the mountain, Dabao still hadn't seen his little sister and was already getting anxious, about to settle the score with Mo Ruyue, when he saw her let go of the rope and walk towards a sunken patch of grass.

The lush grass was flattened. The three-year-old little girl was curled up with her eyes tightly closed, tears hanging on her eyelashes, her face covered in grass clippings and mud, like a little tabby cat. Only her pink, tender lips were slightly puckered, and her nostrils rose and fell with each breath, revealing a bit of adorable silliness.

Mo Ruyue felt a moment of pity. When she bent down to pick up the child, she subconsciously lightened her movements, carrying a carefulness she hadn't even realized herself.

Dabao was startled: "What's wrong with Xiao Mei? Was she bitten by a snake and fainted..."

"She cried until she was tired and fell asleep..." Mo Ruyue said lightly.

She was about to carry the child and continue back, but Dabao suddenly opened his arms to block her, "I'll carry Xiao Mei back myself, I have a lot of strength."

He looked wary, his face full of worry, as if he was afraid Mo Ruyue wouldn't bring Tang Tang back...

Mo Ruyue raised an eyebrow: "With your small frame... how will you carry her?"

"Don't look down on people, aren't you relying on my small frame to help you?" Dabao huffed proudly.

Then he looked around, ran quickly to the edge of the steep slope to cut some vines, and then quickly made a simple backpack with the vines. Only then did he carefully put Tang Tang inside, and even thoughtfully took off his own ragged coat to cover her.

Mo Ruyue was surprised: She didn't expect the little guy to look fierce but have such a gentle and delicate side...

"You carry her, I'll take the sled."

Mo Ruyue was just about to drag the sled down the mountain herself, but saw Dabao pull the rope again without a word, saying disdainfully: "What's this little bit of weight??"

Mo Ruyue shrugged and didn't force it. Her body was indeed not enough to bear the full weight of the sled, but...

She looked at the bloody marks on Dabao's body—some caused by the wild boar, some by thorns, some from the friction of the rope just now, and some old wounds that hadn't been treated well and were festering...

Many of those old wounds were caused by the original owner.

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