To the north of the Qinling Mountains, high mountains stand tall, ancient trees stand tall in the mountains, and many rare animals shuttle between the mountains and forests.
There is a river at the foot of the mountain, winding along the mountain.
Looking from a height, it looks like the mountain is wearing a jade belt.
In the middle of the mountain along the river, there is a mountain village with less than 200 people.
The earth and wood houses in the mountain village are built next to each other.
Next to the village, there are layers of terraced fields.
It is the time of autumn harvest, and the entire hillside is covered with golden wheat.
The men are busy in the fields, and the joy of the harvest is conveyed in the teasing laughter.
A group of children were playing on the sand dunes on the river bank.
They ranged from four or five years old to teenagers.
They were all running and chasing each other with sweat on their backs.
Seven or eight large buffaloes were gnawing grass leisurely on the sand dunes.
They were supervised by these half-grown children to prevent them from entering the crop fields and damaging the crops.
The living conditions in the mountains are difficult.
These children have been helping the family with some tasks they can do since they were young, such as herding cattle, chopping firewood, collecting pig grass, etc.
Herding cattle is considered the easiest job.
Because the four-year-old Huniu is the youngest and loves to cry, she can't keep up with some children, and some children are even less willing to play with a "crybaby".
She could only hold her little black dog in her arms and draw circles on the slate in boredom.
Her big black eyes kept turning around, and her long eyelashes were still hung with tears from her recent crying.
There were two dirty nose dragons hanging on his chubby little face, which he wiped with his sleeves from time to time.
His whole body was covered with dirt, and he looked like an abandoned little beggar.
"Pangpang, they don't want to play with us, let's find a place to play by ourselves, huh" Hu Niu muttered to the little black dog in her arms.
With his short legs, he swayed towards the mountain path and climbed up the mountain.
The little black dog is the cub of the hunting dog that Hu Niu has raised for ten years, which is less than a month old.
There are five little cubs in the litter, and all of them are extremely cute.
There were flowers, white, and gray and white, but the one held by Hu Niu was as black as ink from top to bottom, without a single streak of color.
It had a tiger head and a tiger brain, and could eat and sleep.
The body looks much stronger than the other four, and it especially likes to get into the arms of Tigress.
"Pangpang" is the name that little Huniu gave to her playmate, the little black dog.
Huniu remembered that the last time she and her sister went out to hunt pigweed, her sister put her on a big stone slab outside a cave, basked in the sun and fell asleep.
When their sister came back with a basket full of pigweed, they rested at the entrance of the cave for half an hour.
The cave is only a few square meters deep and wide, enough for five or six people to rest.
It is empty and looks like a cave specially opened by the villagers for everyone to rest.
Without any decoration, adults usually cut firewood on the mountain.
When working, they are often used as a shelter from wind and rain and a place to rest and shade.
Hu Niu hugged the little black dog, climbed up the big stone slab, put the little black dog on the big stone slab, and lay down next to the little black dog, enjoying the sunshine comfortably.
The little chubby hand poked and turned over the little black dog having a great time, and the little black dog kept humming in response.
She still stretched out her pink little tongue and licked Huniu's chubby little hands and face, making Huniu giggle from time to time.
When the two little guys got tired of playing, the little Huniu threw the little black dog towards the entrance of the cave.
It was a little high.
After the little black dog landed on the ground, it protested with "Wangwang, humming"
He climbed down the stone slab on his buttocks, hugged a corner of the stone slab, bravely jumped down, got into the cave and fell asleep leaning against the cave wall. sjgsf0916: