northernbook Chapter 245 - 245: Just Asking, Which Cub Has Had It Worse Than Sesame
Chapter 245 - 245: Just Asking, Which Cub Has Had It Worse Than Sesame
Chen Ying hadn't dared to tell Little Sen, fearing that if he found out even Mendun'er was deeply disappointed in him, he might spend the night biting his blanket in tears.
He set down his bag and went to help Mendun'er look after the babies.
The three little rascals were causing quite a commotion.
From a distance, he could hear three sharp cries.
Within a twenty-meter radius, not a mouse or bird was to be seen.
On closer inspection in the nest, the three Little Cubs couldn't even crawl steadily yet they were biting each other, fighting and making "Aang~ Aang~" sounds.
He felt the belly of the Third Cub, hmm, pretty round and plump.
There was no need to mention the eldest and the second, they were practically indistinguishable from rice balls in size.
The Third Cub was tough and didn't talk much; he fought with a bit of a street rat vibe, biting faces, toes, and even butts.
Despite the eldest and the second being bigger than the Third, neither of them was a match for him one-on-one.
When it was two against one, they'd start infighting halfway through the skirmish, and Third didn't even need to lift a paw; the two brothers would end up rolling into a ball by themselves.
Chen Ying picked up the Third Cub, placed him on the bamboo leaves to let him experience the fresh air outside.
The Third Cub cautiously circled around, then cheerfully squirmed forward.
As the first and second fought, they sensed something was amiss, sniffed around, called out twice, and froze.
Oh no, the Third had vanished from their sight.
The first and second frantically
While Mendun'er was fussing over Sesame, Little Sen ran to bring over bowls of milk and cornbread.
He also took a machete, chopped a dozen bamboo shoots, removed the bad leaves, cut them into lengths suitable for Sesame to eat, and piled them beside her.
Chen Ying fetched tools to trim Sesame's injured nails, meanwhile cleaning up the surrounding dirt and then applying medicine.
If it weren't for a slight infection, there really wouldn't have been any need to treat it.
It's not uncommon for animals to get injured in the wild; most heal on their own. If they really can't heal on their own, they can always go charm the King of Hell, and maybe they'll reincarnate as a pampered pet in their next life.
The two panda men, Young men, quickly returned after delivering Sesame.
That trio of cubs could not be taken lightly.
After watching for a while, Mendun'er's maternal instincts finally kicked back in.
It swayed back to nurse the kids, moving as sluggishly as parents who dawdle downstairs, reluctant to go home after work.
Uncle Zhao and Uncle Yi both came over when they heard that Sesame was back.
Uncle Yi even made Sesame a rocking horse and checked all the toys and equipment at the rescue station once more, making two new tire swings.
Uncle Zhao was in charge of repairing the wooden racks and platforms, and he further rearranged the space previously transformed into Mendun'er's birthing room, making a thirty-centimeter-high wooden platform three meters long and one and a half meters wide for Sesame to sleep on.
Sesame seemed to recognize the two older Two-legged beasts as creatures it had seen before and even remembered its familiar big bed and favorite swing.
After being casually raised and then driven away early by her mother, Sesame, after much hardship, finally found a home where it would be cared for and loved.
That night, Sesame slept sweetly.
Little Sen got up two or three times in the middle of the night, afraid that it might get hungry or scared.
Sesame slept through until morning.
Opening its eyes, it saw Little Sen sorting bamboo shoots by the doorway.
Sesame walked over, sat next to Little Sen, and stuck its head into his arms, demanding that he rub and massage it.
Little Sen's heart almost melted; he comforted Sesame for a while, gave it the tenderest bamboo leaves, brought over bowls of milk and cornbread, and even delicious apples and sweet carrots.
As Sesame ate, it lay down, lifting one little leg, firmly resting it on Little Sen's leg, insisting on a nice rub.
Chen Ying, holding a cup of water, stood on the second-floor balcony looking down, rolling his eyes.
Was this a live-action version of the landlord's pampered youngest son and his personal attendant?
"Little Sen, you might want to ease up, don't spoil Sesame too much, or it might get too accustomed to being taken care of and struggle to live independently later," he warned.
Hearing Chen Ying's words, Little Sen hesitated a bit and withdrew his hand.
Sesame, displeased, raised its head and cried out twice at Chen Ying.
"When have I been unable to live independently? I want a massage, not for him to find my food."
You've got food coming to you without lifting a paw, and you don't need someone to find your food?
Chen Ying set down the cup and began to worry, stroking his chin, about Mama Bear's genes.
The eldest, Mendun'er; the second, Great Bai; who knows if there is a Third cub; and then there's Sesame.
They all seem a bit off.
Besides, with Mama Bear's prowess, if she really didn't want to, could that battling Giant panda truly have driven away Sesame?
He had the nagging feeling that Sesame might be hiding something.
But dwelling on it was pointless. Sesame had already found its way here; surely, it couldn't be sent away now.
Let it relax properly for a while; sooner or later, this guy would have to leave.
Is it able to beat its brother or outwit its sister?
This one's just a weakling among the weak.
Great Bai and Jiao Jiao, along with their two cubs, had wandered off somewhere.
They were likely traversing the animal paths in Old Bear Gully towards the deep mountains.
Leo, not much younger than Sesame, should be living independently by the end of the year, with the next one or two years set for adapting to the wild before starting to train for the mate competition.
Regarding Little Cub, it should normally stay for another half a year before becoming independent, though Great Bai and Jiao Jiao might encourage independence earlier due to their plans to have more offspring.
They probably wouldn't be as direct as Mama Bear. They'd likely let the little one live in the territory of its brother, Leo, or in the surrounding area of their territory for some time.
Great Bai, who had wandered too far, was unaware that its little brother had actually come to seek refuge with the Two-legged beasts; otherwise, it would probably have come back to take Sesame with them.
After all, one cub being sent away or two being let loose, the presence of a third cub could provide some competitive drive for those nephews.