But upon closer inspection, there were still some differences.
Gu Nian thought to herself, such a small rabbit had lost its mother. Who knows if it could survive.
While everyone's attention was on the wild boar, she secretly put the rabbit into her space, placing it in an especially tender patch of grass.
Lin Sanshui and Mrs. Jiang had just finished grinding the pea flour and returned, only to see the three children holding hands and running back.
"Dad, Dad, there's a big wild boar, hurry..." Little Hu was impatient, but the run back had tired him out, and he spoke in a halting manner that made it hard to follow.
Lin Sanshui was startled, "What big wild boar? Could it be the wild boars from the mountain have come down?"
"No...it's not!" Little Hu spoke slowly and couldn't get the words out, so Sanhu finally spoke up, "It's by the river where we picked snails, there's a dead big wild boar there, Dad, let's quickly go and bring the wild boar back?"
