Yang Ge saw them and was stunned.
They, upon seeing Yang Ge, were equally stunned.
A few moments later, the boy riding the cow let out a strange cry, slapped the cow’s backside, and hurried forward.
Following him, the boy herding sheep got anxious and vigorously tugged at the rope, chasing after him, "Wait for me, wait for me ah..."
"Why should I wait for you? It’s not like you aren’t wearing pants..."
Yang Ge watched the two kids’ joyful figures disappearing into the distance and smiled knowingly.
Look, this is why he had envied those cowherding kids back then.
’Later I also want to raise a cow!’
He silently made up his mind, ’Hmm, maybe I should bring Erhei back too? No, no, that beast not only eats meat but also bites people. If he bites someone, I couldn’t afford the compensation!’
As he pondered quietly, his heavy footsteps gradually became lighter, and his mind felt at ease.
He continued along this narrow sheep trail, rounding a small hill, and a small bright valley came into view.
In the middle of the valley was a small courtyard facing north to south. The bare-buttocked cow-riding kid was now clinging to the wooden gate, peering out curiously.
Yang Ge’s gaze fixed on the valley and the small courtyard, but what surfaced in his mind was clearly a different scene...
’Grandpa, grandma... Erwai is back!’
He dragged his steps, walking unevenly toward that courtyard.
Seeing Yang Ge walking straight towards his home, the herdsman behind the gate, far from feeling scared, actively opened the gate and looked up eagerly, asking, "Sir, are you here looking for someone?"
He had put on his pants now, no longer afraid of strangers.
Yang Ge thought for a moment and nodded.
Hearing this, the herdsman boy, slapping his chest, responded, "Who are you looking for, sir? I can help you find them. I’m familiar with this area for miles around!"
Yang Ge smiled, pulled open his waist pouch, took out a pastry that Zhao Miao had prepared for him, and stuffed it into the herdsman’s hand, "Thank you, but no need, I’ve already found them."
The herdsman, looking at the pastry in his hand, swallowed saliva, but instead of immediately stuffing it into his mouth, he strangely asked, "You’ve found them already? Who were you looking for?"
Yang Ge smiled, remained silent, and looked up, continuing to scan the area softly, asking, "Your parents haven’t returned home yet? I have some things to discuss with them."
The herdsman finally couldn’t resist and stuffed the pastry in his mouth, replying unclearly, "My mom and dad will be home late..."
Yang Ge nodded, "No problem, I’ll wait for them... By the way, young man, what’s your family name?"
The herdsman looked up at Yang Ge, happily responding, "Sir, my surname is Yang, with the first name Yang Erchui!"
He had never eaten such delicious food, his eyes were literally glowing as he spoke.
Yang Ge paused for two seconds, his expression suddenly stiffened, and he gently slapped the herdsman on the back, making him open his mouth and spit out the pastry he was reluctant to swallow.
"You’re being mean..."
The herdsman was nearly in tears, staring intently at the pastry that had fallen on chicken droppings, considering whether it was still edible if picked up now.
"Haven’t your parents ever told you not to just eat food given by strangers?"
Yang Ge sternly asked, with a serious expression.
The herdsman shook his head, his eyes brimming with tears.
Yang Ge, "Now I’ve told you. From now on, don’t just eat food given by strangers... here, call me ’brother’!"
Herdsman, "Brother?"
Foll𝑜w current novℯls on ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm.
"Good boy!"
Yang Ge smiled, pulled off the pouch of dry food, and handed it over, "Here, it’s all yours."
Herdsman, "Didn’t you say I shouldn’t eat food from people I don’t know?"
Yang Ge, "You’ve already called me brother. We aren’t strangers anymore... Now, go bring a chair out for brother. I’ll wait outside for your parents to come home."
"Alright!"
The herdsman was thrilled, clutching the pouch of dry food tightly and rushing back into the yard.