"Chicken soup can mend the body." Mi Ran'er smiled and wanted to take out his little hand.
Gus frowned and stared at her. "Now he's recovered? He has the strength to do these things."
Mi Ran'er blushed and smiled sweetly. "Didn't you heal me when I was unconscious? I made myself so tired. When I woke up, I felt your body hot and scared me. If something happened to you, what would you do if you let me do it alone?"
The fear in MI Raner's tone is not false.
Gus can feel it, too.
His heart was a little empty.
Then he sighed, gently held her in his arms, and slowly opened his mouth in a gentle tone on her ear: "but if you don't heal you, you may not wake up... The silent moon is too cruel. If I meet her again next time, I will double your injury today!"
Gus really did what he said.
Mi Ran'er couldn't hold back when she heard Gus's words and hooked her lips.
Reach out and gently touch Gus's face, "well, don't think about it. I'll go and see if the chicken soup is ready. I'll give you some to drink and pad your stomach."
Mi Ran'er took her little hand out of her palm and took a bamboo tube to see the chicken soup.
Gus looked at her busy appearance in front of the fire. Her thin body had a faint tenderness. Gus suddenly saw a little familiar taste from her.
He felt this smell from his mother who had died for many years.
"Ran'er..." he suddenly opened his mouth gently.
"Hmm? What?" Mi Ran'er put some salt grass in the soup, stirred it carefully, and then tasted it.
"Give me a baby."
Gus stared at Tang's side face carefully, and his tone became softer and softer.
"Hiss..." Mi Ran'er shook her hand and splashed the soup on the back of her hand, which made her frown immediately.
Then he turned and looked at Gus.
Gus was so worried that he got up, grabbed her little hand, gently shouted on the back of her hand, and asked anxiously, "does it hurt? I'll come..."
"It's all right. It's just splashed. There's no bubble." Mi Ran'er whispered.
She took a cup of chicken soup and gave it to Gus. "Taste it first. The meat may have to cook for a long time. I left half of the chicken for stewing tomorrow."
Gus took a drink.
Originally some cold body, after drinking some hot soup, it immediately warmed up.
Much more comfortable.
He nodded. "It's delicious. It turns out that these prey can do so many things. We used to eat raw food. It's really a waste."
"Make complaints about the Bo Tim tin mat", "let's make the chicken soup boil."
And GUS sat down by the fire. Mi Ran'er watched Gus drink chicken soup one mouthful at a time, holding his small face in his small hand. After thinking about it, he said, "do you know how this pheasant came today?"
Gus drank soup and looked back at Mi Raner, "how did you come?"
"The granddaughter of the elder went to catch it. Now she has to take care of her brother and learn to hunt by herself... Eh, don't you white wolf females need to go out hunting?"
"Well, it's usually male hunting. Unless there are no males at home, females need to go out, but females are not as fast as males and can catch very few prey. Therefore, males of a race will help families without young males at home."