Li Xiang got home in the middle of the night. Little Fox and Er Huang scrambled out of the doghouse to greet him, wagging their tails and rubbing against his legs, one on each side.
A moment later, the kittens and the little hedgehog came over as well.
On the back mountain, Tuantuan was munching on bamboo shoots with great relish. Seeing the lively scene in the courtyard from afar, it excitedly ran down the mountain. With a light leap, its fluffy, chubby body sailed over the high courtyard wall and into Li Xiang's backyard. 'It's the middle of the night, anyway. No one will notice.'
'Even if they did, they couldn't do anything about it. Our Tuantuan has a special status. No one would dare to say a thing.'
The little critters were all very smart. They didn't make any loud noises, afraid of waking Grandma. Or the villagers farther away.
