Chapter 95 Dead?

"Brother Mingshun, you are amazing."

Wu Mei happily hugged the twitching squirrel. There was a lot of blood on the white fur. He didn't know if it was the big snake or his own. Yan Mingshun picked up the snake's tail and threw it into the grass. The voice sounded, and the big snake disappeared.

"This squirrel has been poisoned with snake venom, so it won't survive." Yan Mingshun said lightly, his voice not fluctuating at all.

The five-step snake venom can poison a strong cow, this squirrel has ten lives and is not enough to resist, and it will die without a doubt.

Wu Mei took out a handkerchief and wiped the squirrel's blood, but saw that its hind legs were swollen and black, and it was exactly where the snake had bitten. The squirrel twitched more and more severely. Move again.

"Wow, dead, squirrel dead."

Wumei burst into tears, and she didn't know why she was sad for a little squirrel. She worked hard to save the little squirrel, but in the end she couldn't save the little guy's life.

She seemed to see herself in the previous life in the little squirrel, and tears flowed like a faucet.

Seeing that Wu Mei was fine, Wu Zhengsi was relieved, but he was very tired of Wu Mei's crying, and said displeased: "What's there to cry about, it's just a squirrel, quickly throw the dead squirrel away, and we're ready to go down the mountain. "

After Wu Zhengsi finished speaking, Wu Zhengsi no longer cared about Wu Mei, and turned around to call the students in the class. One by one, Mei Shuhan came over and persuaded: "Don't cry, please throw away the dead squirrel, there are a lot of squirrels on them. bacterial."

"I'm going to bury it."

Wu Mei hugged the dead squirrel to find a place to dig a hole, secretly blaming herself for being too weak, if she had taken action earlier, maybe the little squirrel would not have died, she was too useless!

After naming her name, Yan Mingshun searched for Wu Mei's figure subconsciously, but saw that she was squatting on Xiaotupo and didn't know what she was doing. Thinking of how pitiful the little girl was crying just now, she moved in her heart and walked over.

Wu Chao helped Wu Mei to dig holes with branches. Fortunately, the soil of the soil slope was soft and easy to dig. It took a while to dig, but Wu Mei was not satisfied. The beast turned it out and ate it."

"You're not sick, right? It's just a dead squirrel. What do you care about when you're dead? You're really fed up!" Wu Chao rolled his eyes, disliking Wu Mei's little boy. Literary style.

"I didn't ask you to dig, I dig it myself."

Wu Mei glared at him, grabbed the branches with both hands and turned the soil hard, but didn't notice that the dead squirrel lying beside him twitched slightly, and then stopped moving.

Wu Chao was also on fire. He threw the branch and squatted on the side, dumbfounded, watching Wu Mei dig a hole. He wanted to help several times, but he finally held back.

The dead girl's temper is getting bigger and bigger. She yelled at him several times today. Wouldn't it be rude if he digs again?

Yan Mingshun looked amused, inexplicably felt that the martial eyebrows with their teeth and claws were cuter than when they were crying, and they were angry, not as dead as before.

"Let me dig for you."

Yan Mingshun squatted down and helped Wu Mei to dig it up. Wu Mei looked at him with red eyes and whispered, "Thank you Mingshun brother."

"No thanks, let's hurry up, we're going down the mountain soon."

Wu Mingshun actually didn't really understand why Wu Mei was so concerned about a little squirrel, but looking at the pitiful appearance of the little girl, he softened his heart again.

He has been soft-hearted on Wu Mei so many times that he is unwilling to investigate the cause!

Yan Mingshun thinks that it must be because of Wu Mei and his imagination when they were young, otherwise he can't explain his relentless heart. Anyway, he will leave here in two years, so let's just go on being soft-hearted!