On a stormy, pouring night, Auntie Ward was jolted awake by a gray wolf pouncing to her bedside. The wolf, soaked through and hoarse, begged her to save his mate who was struggling in labor. Auntie Ward spotted a white wolf curled on the ground, her belly swollen and breathing faint. Without hesitation, she laid down old cotton batting and used her 30 years of midwifery experience to help the white wolf deliver three pups: two gray, one pure white with a cinnabar red dot on its forehead and paws that looked dusted with snow. The gray wolf knelt and kowtowed. Auntie Ward, wiping blood from her hands, said the pups were weak, so the whole family could stay. The next morning, three ganoderma mushrooms and a pheasant were neatly placed outside her gate. This continued for days, every single day. Auntie Ward stayed up late to watch, and saw the gray wolf carefully placing the ganoderma mushrooms down with his mouth. She stopped him and said, many people forget kindness once they are repaid, but even a beast like him knows to be grateful. The wolf replied, you did not save an ordinary wild wolf, if you ever face hardship you only need to ask, just please do not tell others, hearts are hard to fathom, if too many people know we will not be able to stay. Chatty Lewis still discovered the secret, and the news spread across the entire village. Village Chief Zeller led a group of men carrying sticks to destroy the wolf den. The gray wolf leaped out from the cotton batting, stood upright, bowed and spoke: "
