The next day, the wind and snow subsided a bit. Lin Xiulian got up as usual to prepare a meal for Chen Yongqiang. But as soon as she stepped out of the house, a cry of surprise rang out.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yongqiang, who was still lying in bed, rushed out before he could even get dressed.

"What happened?"

Lin Xiulian pointed under the eaves: "The wolf killed the chicken!"

When Chen Yongqiang looked, sure enough, there were a few messy feathers and a small pool of blood scattered next to the chicken coop that he hadn't closed properly last night. The half-grown hen had already been eaten.

Sirius crouched a few steps away, his mouth still covered in downy hair, his gray-brown eyes fixed on Chen Yongqiang.

Its ears were slightly pressed back, and its tail was drooping, but it didn't seem afraid; it was more like it was observing his reaction.

A surge of anger rose within Chen Yongqiang, but at that moment he was more concerned about Lin Xiulian: "Are you alright? Were you frightened or bumped into anything?"

"I'm fine," Lin Xiulian said, her expression calming down after seeing Chen Yongqiang.

"Go back inside and rest first, don't startle yourself." Chen Yongqiang put his arm around her shoulder and led her into the house.

"We haven't cooked yet!" Lin Xiulian said.

"I'll do it in a bit." Chen Yongqiang escorted her back inside.

He quickly went back inside, put on his cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and came out with a sullen face.

Sirius remained where he was. As Sirius approached, it let out a low growl and lowered its body even further, a gesture of vulnerability and wariness born from the instincts of a wild beast.

Chen Yongqiang didn't immediately reprimand them. He first checked the chicken coop, confirming that the other chickens were unharmed and that the latch was indeed loose.

Then he walked over to the dead chicken, picked it up and looked at the wound; it was a typical fatal bite.

Although this little thing is only two or three months old, its wolfish nature is already showing day by day.

Chen Yongqiang picked up the dead chicken, walked up to Tianlang, and threw it on the ground.

Sirius scratched the ground nervously with its front paws.

"Don't touch it if it's not yours." Chen Yongqiang squatted down to look it in the eye.

He pointed at the dead chicken and then hit Tianlang a few times.

Sirius seemed to understand, pressing his ears completely to the back of his head and letting out a pitiful whimper.

Chen Yongqiang found a sturdy hemp rope, tied it to the wolf's collar, and fixed the other end of the rope to a wooden stake.

"I'll starve you for a few days, let's see if you dare do it again!"

He picked up the dead chicken, walked to the back of the yard, found a secluded spot, dug a hole, and buried it.

We can't feed Sirius poultry. Once we set that precedent, we won't be able to control him.

Chen Yongqiang brushed the dirt off his hands and stood in the light snow, feeling conflicted.

Nowadays, the wild wolves are mostly fed wild boar meat and rabbit meat hunted in the mountains. While this may make them grow strong, it also continuously feeds them their wildness, making domestication more difficult.

However, if he were to feed only vegetarian wolves, and they were to become completely domesticated and lose all their temperament, only able to wag their tails and beg for food, how much would that help him plan to venture deeper into the mountains and forests in the future?

What he needs is a partner who can sense danger, track alongside him, and even dare to pounce and bite at certain times, not just a large watchdog.

"If we observe for a while longer and it still cannot be tamed to a reliable level, then there are only two possible outcomes."

Either release it back to Qinglong Mountain and let it live or die on its own, or... to prevent future troubles, just get rid of it.

This idea was somewhat cold and hard, but men who grew up in the mountains understood that there was no room for useless sentimentality when dealing with potential threats.

Back in the front yard, Sirius was still tied to the stake. When he saw him coming, he immediately stood up, his tail instinctively wanting to wag, but then he restrained himself and stopped.

At noon, while eating, Chen Yongqiang said, "I buried the chicken on the slope behind."

Lin Xiulian sighed softly, "What a pity, they would have laid eggs by spring."

After finishing his meal, Chen Yongqiang walked up to Tianlang and untied the rope that was tied to the wooden stake. He needed to re-establish control.

He led Tianlang out of the courtyard, and soon they arrived at the back mountain. Chen Yongqiang stopped and pointed to a conspicuous large rock not far away: "Go!"

Sirius looked at him, then at the stone, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Yongqiang led it to the rock, patted the surface, and repeated, "Go!"

Sirius circled twice in place, seemingly understanding that it was being directed to a specific location.

It trotted over, stopped beside the stone, and looked back at Chen Yongqiang.

Chen Yongqiang's face remained expressionless as he pulled a small piece of rabbit jerky he had prepared beforehand from his pocket and tossed it over. Tianlang nimbly caught it in mid-air and swallowed it in a few bites.

"Come back." Chen Yongqiang waved.

This time, Tianlang hesitated for a shorter time, ran back in small steps, sat down at Chen Yongqiang's feet, and looked up at him.

Simple "go" and "return" commands, combined with food rewards, are the most basic methods for establishing obedience.

Chen Yongqiang repeated the process more than ten times until Tianlang could execute it relatively quickly.

During training breaks, he also allowed Tianlang to run freely in the back mountain, behaving in a natural state.

He discovered that Sirius was exceptionally sensitive to the slightest movements beneath the snow; several times when he dug through the snow, he startled the insects or rodents that were hibernating below.

After training for about one or two hours, Chen Yongqiang led Tianlang back.

When he passed by Ding Wanru's house, he paused for a moment, then walked over and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Ding Wanru stood inside. Upon seeing him, she smiled warmly and said, "Yongqiang? Come in and sit down, it's cold outside."

Chen Yongqiang stood at the door without moving. "I won't go in. Xiulian was a little frightened this morning, and I was wondering if I could trouble you to go and check on her."

Ding Wanru's expression immediately turned serious: "Frightened? What happened? Wait a minute, let me get the first-aid kit."

She turned and hurried back into the house. A short while later, she came out carrying a slightly worn brown leather suitcase, locked the door, and walked with Chen Yongqiang to his house.

On the way back to Chen Yongqiang's house, Ding Wanru asked what had happened. Chen Yongqiang gestured to Tianlang, whom he was holding, and said, "It was this little brat who caused the trouble. He killed a chicken, and Xiulian just happened to see it."

Ding Wanru looked at the "puppy" following Chen Yongqiang.

Sirius appeared quite docile at this moment, his fur was fluffy, his steps were light, and he occasionally glanced at Ding Wanru, showing no signs of ferocity.

The villagers all thought that Chen Yongqiang was raising a peculiar-looking mongrel.

"Isn't Sirius quite well-behaved? He doesn't bark at people much when we see him." Ding Wanru was a little skeptical.

"His wild nature hadn't been tamed, and I couldn't keep an eye on him for a moment," Chen Yongqiang explained briefly, without mentioning the training.

Ding Wanru said casually, "In this weather, people are easily restless. Xiulian is heavily pregnant, so she needs to be extra careful."

These words, though spoken casually, contained a concern that only the two of them could understand.

Upon reaching the gate of the Chen family compound, Chen Yongqiang stopped and said, "You go in first, I'll tie it up outside."

Ding Wanru glanced at him, then pushed open the courtyard gate and went inside by herself.

Chen Yongqiang tied Tianlang back to the wooden stake under the eaves and patted its head: "Behave yourself."

Sirius rubbed his hand against his and bent down.

When he entered the main room, Ding Wanru was already sitting next to Lin Xiulian, asking about the situation in a soft voice, her fingers touching Lin Xiulian's wrist to feel her pulse.

Lin Xiulian saw Chen Yongqiang come in and said, "I told you I was fine, but you insisted on going to ask someone for help."

Ding Wanru withdrew her hand: "Your pulse is a bit weak, you were frightened a bit. Fortunately, you're not too weak, so it's nothing serious. I have some calming tea that I made myself in my box, I'll save some for you. Drink a little before bed these next couple of days, get plenty of rest, and don't overexert yourself."

She gave him some more instructions on diet and daily life. Chen Yongqiang stood aside and listened, his gaze occasionally sweeping over Ding Wanru's focused profile before quickly looking away.

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