In 1970, the Changbai Mountains were blocked by heavy snow. Lao Chen's family didn't even have any stick noodles, and the whole village was waiting to see the orphans and widows starve to death.
The three-and-a-half-year-old baby Chen An opened the door and walked into the wind and snow.
The villagers laughed like crazy: "Is this little Douding going to deliver food to the wolf?"
Unexpectedly, half a day later, Chen An rode a Siberian tiger with a shoulder height of two meters, followed by two blind black bears holding century-old ginseng and carrying a 500-pound wild boar, and swaggered back to the village!
The best relative was so frightened that the whole village knelt down.
Chen An sucked the pacifier: "Big Cat, are you going to eat roasted pork leg tonight?"
The Siberian tiger nodded obediently: "Ouch (it all depends on big brother)!"
From then on, there was a "living little ancestor of the king of hell" in Changbai Mountain who made all the beasts frightened and couldn't help but want to hug him!
(PS: slow pace)
Is it a girl or a boy?