Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I’m going to catch fish later, it’s best to catch a few fish, eat one, and keep one, so that when she sees those fish, she always wants to go up and take a bite, and her mouth is almost filled with fish.
The bird has faded away. If it continues like this, she will almost die just thinking about the taste.
After finishing the fish soup, she kept going out to catch fish. Having something to do here was much better than having nothing to do. At least she wouldn't be thinking wildly, and wouldn't be in a daze all day long, sighing.
I would rather work all day and then fall asleep.
Wiping the sweat on her forehead, another day passed, and she looked at a few fish on the ground. She felt that her fishing skills were getting higher and higher. Look, there was only one day in the morning.
But there were three of them this afternoon. She could finally have a snack in the evening. She had already thought about it. If there were two, she would just leave them. If there were three, she would just eat one. Look, she
Her hands were pretty good, and in a short time she had three fish. She was also thinking about getting a fish, so that as long as she put it here, fish would come in, but she was not very good at knitting this fish.
, I don’t know what material to use. The modern ones should be ropes. Even in the wilderness, tell her how she wants to weave a fish. But if she has an idea, she can make it happen. At least
, she can still think and realize it, right?
She moved the fish back first, but the fish were a bit too big, so she could only take them one by one. Fortunately, her cave was not too far away from here, so if she walked a few times, it would be fine, until she
After moving all three fish in, she was already exhausted and sweating. The weight of the fish was so heavy that it almost killed her. She picked out two larger ones and shared them with her.
The fish she caught a few days ago was put aside, waiting to be dried, and the remaining smaller ones were put in the pot as usual. Half of them were boiled with some fish soup, and the other half was used for roasting.
I like to eat this kind of fish the most. At least it has a salty taste. With the sense of taste in my mouth, everything I eat tastes delicious.
A few days have passed, and she doesn't know how many fish she has stored in the cave. Anyway, she will put the fish she catches there without going to see them, and her level of catching fish is really getting better and better.
Although it is not a perfect shot, at least she can catch a fish in a very short time, so that she can have time to do other things, such as looking for any fish here that she can use.
There are things like some strange-shaped stones, some wild vegetables that she knows that can be eaten, and by the way, if nothing happens, she will also pull out some wild flowers and weeds, and put them in the cave to add some oxygen and let them cool down.
That cave, which is not very pretty, has a bit more cultural atmosphere.
On this day, the weather was still very good. The most sunny weather she encountered here was this kind of sunny day, but it didn't mean that it wouldn't rain here. It had rained a few days ago. She felt that the weather was not right today.
So she quickly went to the river to catch a few more fish, dug some wild vegetables, and picked a few wild fruits. She squatted down first, then picked up some more firewood and put them in the cave. She really guessed it right.
It rained, and it rained, and it rained for about three days in a row. The rain was very heavy. She looked out from the cave and couldn't see anything. She could only hear the rain hitting the ground outside.
She also stayed in the cave for three days. Fortunately, she had enough food and firewood. She was not cold or hungry.