Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 239 Tiger: Never Be a Slave (6)



Chapter 239 Tiger: Never Be a Slave (6)

It was rare that Alexander had a good sleep and did not get up in the middle of the night to drink gulps of cold water because of hunger.

Drinking ginseng root tea is a complete waste of resources, but it can replenish your energy and it also fills you up with water.

As soon as he woke up, the first thing he did was to open the cabinet to see if the things inside were still there.

[Oh, that's great, it's not a dream! ]

The taste of that bite of bread last night was as soft and fresh as if it had just come out of the oven, with thick cheese and meat slices inside. He couldn't bear to swallow it even after chewing it into pieces.

Fortunately, it was not the kind of hard bread commonly sold in Russia that can be used as a dog stick.

What's it called?!

By the way, baguette, if left at room temperature for half a month, can barely be used as a weapon...

[Well, this is definitely not a gift from the gods in Russia. They probably only have black bread!!!]

Alexander broke off a large piece of bread and ate it with milk, bubbling with happiness!

(?????)?

It seems like a century ago that I last had food this good.

He has never left this forest since his grandfather passed away.

Those people outside don't dare to come in even with guns and cannons.

In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

The bag of flour turned from snow-white to yellow, dark yellow, moldy, and clumping, but he was still reluctant to throw it away.

That was the last time grandpa brought in food from outside.

At that time, my grandfather was hit by a shotgun. In addition to the five obvious bullet holes on his back, there were countless bloody holes...

The enemy used both long-range strafing and close-range sniping. No matter how strong my grandfather was, he was still a mortal. He was hit in the vitals, but he shook off the pursuers with all his might and insisted on coming back to find him.

As soon as they met, he lost all his temper. He only had time to tell Alexander to live well, and he didn't even have time to say who the attacker was.

Alexander closed his eyes, and two lines of hot tears slid down his thin face.

Yesterday, he watched Tagore's family of three reunited, and he felt envious in his heart.

Crazy with envy.

Unfortunately, my grandfather said that he was the orphan of a general in the war-torn Chechnya, and not only his entire family, but his entire clan of more than 100 people were massacred by the enemy.

The general fell off the horse while holding him, and fell heavily to the ground in front of my grandfather with his knees neither kneeling to the sky nor to the ground.

[Li, my brother, my son Alexander Arthur, will be given to you from now on. Keep him safe and let him take care of you in your old age!]

The general's burial place had been dug out when his grandfather took him there later.

My grandfather regretted it very much and said that he should not have erected the monument, let alone engraved his name and year of birth and death on it.

The traces on the surrounding soil had a very clear shape of a military shovel, so it was obviously not a grave dug by a wild animal...

That bunch of mad dogs with no bottom line has a special forces training base in Siberia, and there are many strange people who are good at tracking.

My grandfather’s surname is Li, Li Zhimin, he is Chinese and his family has been practicing medicine for generations.

Since he became an adult, he has come to Russia every two years, deep into the forests of Siberia's Far East to search for herbs. This place is sparsely populated, and the herbs are of many varieties and high quality.

More than forty years ago, by chance, he saved a general who was leading his troops on a mission in the polar grassland.

The general was still young at that time, full of vigor and ambition to rise to the top. He was very grateful to his benefactor and became his brother.

Later, it became much easier for my grandfather to enter and exit Russia through designated checkpoints. His face and name became his pass.

You have to know that in those years, all aspects of relations in China were extremely tense, including those involving military and political overseas relations, and especially those with the giant in the north. If my grandfather was caught with even the slightest bit of evidence, he would be in big trouble.

Although my grandfather never married in his life, he had the huge Li family behind him, which was deeply rooted in every industry except politics and the social world, and he could not afford to make the slightest mistake.

A moment of kindness led to a lifelong bond, which continued to Alexander Arthur.

Alexander was already over one year old when he was adopted. Because of his extraordinary family background, he was precocious and could remember things. His grandfather was already very old at the time, in his seventies and almost eighty years old. He really didn't feel comfortable letting such a tiny baby call him dad, so he simply went along with what he subconsciously called him and became his grandfather.

He is a grandfather all by himself.

When my grandfather passed away, he was only half a month away from his 100th birthday.

Yes, the young-looking Alexander is in his zodiac year this year, and he is 24 years old.

He tried his best to keep the cabin the same as it was three years ago when his grandfather was here.

However, the amount of medicine he used became less and less. He could never learn how his grandfather prepared Chinese medicine. He could only watch the medicine he collected in the forest rot...

The books became older and older. He read those medical books over and over again and could recite them by heart.

The thick cotton quilt in my memory became thinner and thinner, and even with three beds stacked together, it was still not warm enough.

Fortunately, the warm little tiger cub was there last night, and had not yet had the chance to be contaminated by the smelly wild animals. When I held it in my arms, its fur was like a stove, but when I sniffed it carefully, it didn't smell bad.

[Ah?]

Why are you crying so early in the morning? Didn't I fill your cupboard with food?

Not delicious?!

I still have a lot, just tell me what you want?!

Alexander saw the tiger cub tilting its head to look at him, with question marks in its big eyes, and without saying anything he hugged the little guy in his arms.

At this moment, he really needs a warm hug.

(づ??????)づ

[Ah~ Let go, let go quickly, I am a brain axe, don’t I have any dignity?! ]

Alexander hugged the little tiger cub's chubby body with both hands and put his forehead against his. In an instant, as if an electric shock had occurred, the impatient voice of a baby exploded in his mind.

Alexander: (?`?Д?′)!!

[Ah~ Oops, the passive mind-reading ability has been activated. My cowardly tiger mom forcefully weaned me off because of this. You two-legged beast, you better behave yourself...]

Alexander blinked and bit the tip of his tongue hard, tears streaming down his face in pain.

It's not a dream!!!

This little tiger cub in my arms can speak! Human language! And it’s my grandfather’s hometown language!!!

[Oh, my dear little sun, are you the little angel sent by grandpa to protect me? ]

[Ah~ Come on, I am myself. You foreigners are so self-indulgent. Who would call you dear? It's so corny...]

Alexander's face twitched, he was speechless, and his eyes turned red again.

Grandpa also said that year -

[You foreigners just like to cuddle. We are all men, and it’s uncomfortable to hug each other. If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t kiss my face. You don’t know how painful it is if your beard doesn’t prick your own people, right?! ]

That’s right, the general had a beard, and my grandfather never got to see his true and complete appearance in his entire life.

Alexander had a full beard since he was thirteen years old, which matched his hair color. The father and son's beards looked exactly the same.

Every time he jumped on his grandfather and kissed and rubbed him, he would be scolded...

Alexander burst into tears: The little tiger cub was sent by grandpa, that's it!!!


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