"Grandpa Kezi, please try it."

If the old man can still be strict when facing a child full of anxiety, the fish delivered to him is the key to breaking his defense.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the fish meat served on the child's hands. The old man was silent for a long time. Xia Weiwei couldn't help but wonder if he was showing stubbornness beyond "memory".

But he saw him raise his hand and pick up the fish pieces.

"Grandpa Kezi is careful!" He quickly picked it up and caught the old man's dropping fish. Xia Wei pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing an extremely false smile: "Grandpa Kezi, this meat is very soft and has no toughness. It's not like when you are born, be careful when you pinch it."

The seed suddenly rose. The old man who frightened the child was so angry that he relaxed his strength slightly. He did not take the fish that Xia Weiwei received, but instead put the only small mouth in his hand into his mouth.

The taste that he had never tasted before made him not know how to describe it, and he frowned unconsciously.

"Uncle Kezi, don't blame A Que, it's all messy..."

Halfway through his speech, he was afraid that the old man opposite the fire would die if he was slowing down two steps. Ada stood up in panic and wanted to catch the child standing in front of the old man.

"A Da~" the old man raised his hand and did not let the child in front of General A Da and pulled him back: "I didn't blame her."

Ada obviously doesn't believe it: "Uncle Kezi, Aque, she is still young, and she doesn't know the reason for food restraint..."

"If there is any problem with this fish after making this, she will give it to me." To Xia Weiwei's surprise, the old man who seemed not to be holding the fish in her hand reached out again.

He turned his head and looked at the one-eyed man who was looking at the surface but actually gave him a dirty hat. Xia Weiwei beat the remaining fish in his hand into his mouth with one mouthful.

Everyone had no time to think that Uncle Kezi's "Grandpa Kezi" was so selfless, so they were confused by Xia Weiwei's incident.

Chewing, swallowing, opening his mouth, turning around for 365°, letting the people surrounding the fire swallow her fish and see clearly. Xia Weiwei then said to the old man: "Grandpa Kezi, I believe my father, I also believe Aomu Dad, I believe my father will not lie to me. He said that he could eat it with taro leaves and roast it with taro leaves, and this fish would definitely be eaten with taro leaves, and Aomu Dad, the fish he gave me would definitely be fine."

Since the fish meat is fine and taro leaves are fine, what are the problems with the fish wrapped in taro leaves?

"A Que said it well." The old man nodded, but even if he agreed with Xia Weiwei's statement, he was still a little worried: "Although there is no problem with taro leaves and fish, the difference between raw and cooked fish is really huge. Don't eat anything else first."

The old man said this with good intentions. According to common sense, Xia Weiwei should go down the donkey at this time.

However, this body has not consumed solid food for at least three days, and the few juices that were just now from the dozen or so long-stalked grasses that had chewed before, is a serious problem whether she can get up tomorrow.

Poor, Xia Weiwei looked at the old man: "Grandpa Kezi, I'm hungry."

Grandpa Kezi: "·····"

The corner of his mouth cracked and a far-fetched smile appeared. Xia Weiwei said again: "Grandpa Kezi, I have eaten it all. It should be no difference between eating that little bit and eating a little bit."

"··· That's the same." The old man felt that this was the case again.

But he didn't want to be hungry, nor did he want to report to the King of Hell Palace. Of course, Xia Weiwei wouldn't say that if there was a problem, if he had eaten more, he would die faster and quickly turned around.

Raising his hand, Aoki, who wanted to stop the child from taking a break after looking at each other, asked the child not to eat, leaned forward slightly and took the initiative to pick up a piece: "How could I miss the good things that the sausage wants to make for Aque?"

"···Aoki~" Ada's eyes revealed disagreement.

However, his shouting was not fast enough, and he said that the fish on Aoki had already been injected.

With those memories, Xia Weiwei was not surprised that Aoki would do such a move, but because of memory, she could not divide Aoki into pieces.

Aoki rushes to eat it herself and has nothing to say. If she handed it over, the situation would be different. In fact, as the first time eating grilled fish, she is just careful that fish bones cannot be said.

Fortunately, this did not happen if I was stuck by a fishbone, and Aoki, after tasting such a small piece, found experience.

"A Que, you don't need to chew this meat, but the fish bones are a little harder than raw fish. Eat it slowly and spit out the small thorns."

He admired the person who deserved to be the leader of the tribe. Xia Weiwei nodded and ate fish seriously. When he found that the fire was not heated enough, Qingmu stood up and hugged the boss and hugged the long-stemmed grass residue, and then scattered them around the fire like what Xia Weiwei had done just now.

When Xia Weiwei had almost eaten, the men had already changed their seats to dry their hair. When she removed the remaining one and a half pieces of fish meat and wrapped it up, Uncle Xunmu from the tent next door stood up.

I didn't feel sleepy, but everyone was already late for an hour.

I was really worried that they would keep baking like this, Xia Weiwei quickly said, "Dad Aoki, is it getting late, right?"

"Uh!" Aoki Yaran, who was about to ask Xunmu to go for more trips and get some more slags.

Looking up at the stars in the sky, Grandpa Kezi stood up directly: "It's time to sleep."

If you haven't felt it before, no one would have to rush back to the tent when it gets dark, but after feeling the real warmth, no one would want to even exchange the location in front of the fire.

"I really want to sleep by this fire!" someone muttered.

It was neat and everyone looked at the man who spoke, silently: I think so too.

Kaba Kaba blinked a few times, and the man slapped his hands: "Yes, we can sleep by the fire!"

‘You don’t think much.’

Everyone showed strange looks.

Not to mention lying down, just standing like this, you can’t feel the temperature even if you are far away.

In the eyes of everyone, the man realized it later. He laughed dryly: "I've thought too much, I've thought too much."

Because I first came into contact with the fire and experienced it too novel, everyone's minds were on the dead branches. How could the grass residue emit heat?

So, when the thought of resting beside the fire rose in everyone's hearts, the thought of so many people not sleeping beside the fire came one after another, and then, the people who were used to collective thinking pressed this thought back to their hearts.

Just now I was thinking that I was not sleepy, so why would I try to be responsible for the fire maintenance work in the first half of the night: "·······"

"You guys take your time, I have to take advantage of the warmth of my body to cover my animal skin." Grandpa Kezi stood up while muttering.
Chapter completed!