967: C967 A Hedgehog Eating a Child?

C967 A Hedgehog Eating a Child?

Jiang Xiaolang hugged Gao Zixian and Hsu Qiaoqiao, staring at the little thing in the corner of the wall.

He saw that the little thing had a pair of round eyes and a sharp mouth. It looked like a mouse, but there seemed to be spikes on its body, and its fur was yellow.

He relaxed his chest and said, "Don't be afraid. It's not a mouse, it looks like a hedgehog."

"Hedgehog?" Gao Zixian and Hsu Qiaoqiao had never seen a hedgehog before. They seemed to feel that a hedgehog was not as scary as a mouse. Therefore, they were not so nervous. They let go of Jiang Xiaolang.

Hsu Qiaoqiao still held Jiang Xiaolang's arm tightly. "Mr Tianlang, does a porcupine eat a child?"

Jiang Xiaolang was speechless and said, "No! Other than tigers, lions, and wolves, these ferocious animals don't eat children."

Gao Zixian looked at him and said, "You are Xiaolang!"

Jiang Xiaolang looked at him and suddenly bared his teeth at him fiercely. He let out a howl, scaring Gao Zixian so much that he trembled.

Jiang Xiaolang held Hsu Qiaoqiao's hand and quietly walked to the corner of the wall. Gao Zixian also quickly followed and slowly approached the hedgehog.

The hedgehog was still wandering around in the corner, scratching the wall with its little claws from time to time. It seemed to have seen someone approaching, but it did not run.

The curiosity of the three little fellows towards the little hedgehog replaced their fear. They stopped one meter away from the hedgehog and stared fixedly at it.

Hsu Qiaoqiao asked Jiang Xiaolang softly, "Mr Tianlang, what is it doing there?"

Jiang Xiaolang:... " How could he know what it was doing?

Gao Zixian said, "Maybe it won't be able to find its mother anymore. It will sympathize with us!"

Jiang Xiaolang:... "

Hsu Qiaoqiao looked at the spikes on the hedgehog's body and asked Jiang Xiaolang, "Mr Tianlang, why does it have so many spikes? How painful would it be to stab someone? This way, it could not hug children anymore. Its mother wouldn't be able to hug it either! It's so pitiful! "

Jiang Xiaolang:...

Gao Zixian said, "Idiot, there's no thorn in its stomach. When it hugged, it would definitely hug the front. Who would hug the back? Are you looking for a beating? "

Jiang Xiaolang felt that being with these two childish ghosts was looking for torture.

He pulled a straw from the side and poked the hedgehog with it. The little hedgehog instantly became a ball. All the spikes on its body opened up and it lay motionless on the ground.

Hsu Qiaoqiao laughed. "Haha, so fun. I want to play too!"

So Jiang Xiaolang gave the straw to Hsu Qiaoqiao and said, "Don't touch it first. When it feels no danger, it will show its head. If you touch it again, it will hide again."

"Oh, so it is protecting itself like this!" Hsu Qiaoqiao understood.

Gao Zixian also drew a straw and waited for the hedgehog to show its head.

Jiang Xiaolang looked at the hedgehog and had an idea. A hedgehog could dig a hole. Maybe there was a small hole behind the haystack?

When he thought of this, he went around the haystack and saw a pile of grass against the wall. He did not know if it was bitten by the hedgehog.

He pulled open the pile of grass and saw a small hole. There was still a lot of dirt at the hole. However, that hole was too small. It was only enough for the hedgehog to crawl out.

He looked at the base of the wall. It was made of red bricks. Between the bricks, there was soil. He instantly had an idea.

He ran to the base of the wall and came out. He looked at the farming tools and picked up a hoe.

He called Gao Zixian over and said, "Move these grass to the side. I'll make this hole bigger. Let's climb out from here."

Gao Zixian walked over and looked at the small hole. "Are you kidding me? I can only force one foot out."2

Jiang Xiaolang said, "So, we have to make the hole bigger. There are too many grass now. It's too much of a hassle and inconvenient to work. "

Gao Zixian looked at the pile of straw. There was a layer of dust on it. When he touched it, the dust would fly everywhere. He subconsciously covered his nose and said, "Is this what people do?"

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