While Bai Qingqing was frying the last dish, Curtis stretched his hand towards the oyster mushroom egg soup. He immediately flashed back when it touched the scalding water, and then quickly took out a shredded oyster mushroom.

The food in his hand was too hot, so Curtis had to stuff it into his mouth, swallowed it without chewing, pursed his lips and coughed twice.

Bai Qingqing scooped up the spinach and scrambled eggs, and accidentally noticed that Curtis's mouth was moving, and the corners of his mouth were still shiny.

"Did you eat oyster mushrooms?" Bai Qingqing felt pain in her heart. She picked up a small towel hanging on a firewood branch and wiped Curtis's mouth. "I've eaten it for short-winged birds a long time ago. You were burned." Are you here?"

Curtis grabbed Bai Qingqing's little hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it, "I'm not worried."

Bai Qingqing was so moved that she sat obediently in Curtis's arms and waited for food.

I don’t know what happened to the roasted beggar’s chicken in the wood fire. There was no movement for a long time, and not a trace of smell came out. The two dishes were almost cold.

After Curtis confirmed that the oyster mushrooms were not poisonous, Bai Qingqing ate the two dishes and was very satisfied. The beggar will be saved for the next meal. Anyway, it is still early and he can still have a meal in the evening.

"It suddenly became so cold. Is the cold season coming? Will it get warmer this year?" Bai Qingqing was sitting in Curtis's straw nest. Curtis was sewing animal skin clothes for her. He took it and gestured with her.

"It's only going to get colder." Curtis said calmly, with worry hidden in his frown.

At this temperature, Xiaobai feels cold. What should she do in the real cold season?

Curtis suddenly felt lucky that he and Xiaobai had come to the tribe instead of being alone in the jungle. If he accidentally hibernated during the cold season, what would Xiaobai do?

Now there is a leopard taking care of Xiaobai for him. This is the best situation.

Parker is also making clothes, but his poor skills can only make his own animal skin skirt. Hearing Bai Qingqing cry out, Parker poured out all the animal skins in the wooden box, picked them over, then picked up a bear skin with thick hair and handed it to Curtis, "Hey, this skin is thick. "

Bai Qingqing crawled towards Parker, took the animal skin and wrapped it around her body.

"This bear skin is too exaggerated. I don't need it yet." Bai Qingqing said with a smile. She was getting a little dry just after wrapping herself in the bear skin.

In fact, the weather was only slightly cold, which was the most comfortable season. But it was a bit cold next to the cold Curtis, but Curtis insisted on hugging her.

Curtis said: "Make it first and wear it slowly later."

"Yeah." Bai Qingqing never dared to refute Curtis.

Towards dusk, Parker came back with a prey.

The firewood in the main room had been extinguished. When he was lighting the fire, he almost forgot that there was a bird wrapped in mud inside. A thick tree trunk rubbed something hard, so he pulled it out and prepared to throw it away.

"Huh?" It felt heavy in his hand. Parker took another look, and finally remembered with a flash of inspiration: "Qingqing, your mud bird is dried."

"Ah, I forgot!" Bai Qingqing put on her shoes and rushed out, her eyes quickly scanning around the ashes, "Where? This?"

Bai Qingqing took a stone bowl, squatted next to the mud ball, and hit it hard.

With a "bang", the rich and pure aroma of chicken exploded. Large pieces of dry mud fell off the bird, and the down on the bird's skin was plucked cleanly, leaving nothing hanging. The skin of the bird is browned and looks very tight.

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