In the early morning, the cold air turns the water vapor that rises up at night back into dewdrops. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe round dew had been on the leaves for a long time, and it seemed that she was tired of it, and she wanted to run to the broad embrace of the earth. So, the dew drops moved along the veins of the leaves, little by little, to the edges of the leaves. The leaves reluctantly wanted to keep the dewdrops, but the dewdrops were no longer on the leaves. Finally, with the breeze, the leaves trembled slightly, and the dew broke free from the frays of the leaves, and flew to the earth as they wished.

The branches of this big tree that have grown for an unknown number of years are very thick, and even the intersection of the branches and the main trunk is very wide. At this moment, a figure was curled up at the intersection, and even though the light was quite sufficient, there was still a ball of light slowly spinning overhead. Dewdrop does not fulfill her wish, and on her way to the paradise of her dreams, a forehead destroys all her hopes.

There was a faint crisp sound, and the dewdrops that had just broken free from the fetters of the leaves scattered in all directions. Soon, she will turn into a wisp of water vapor again, dissipating between heaven and earth. From where you come from, to where you go, it starts and is destined to end.

Perhaps it was the cold feeling on his forehead, or the breath of life beginning to awaken, and the figure lying at the root of the branch slowly opened his eyes.

Wright, who woke up from his sleep, sneezed loudly before he could do anything, and unconsciously hugged his body with both hands. There was an intermittent feeling of clammy and cold on the clothes that had been soaked with moisture, and Wright frowned unconsciously, this was really unexpected, he didn't expect that sleeping in the wild would be such a consequence before.

"Ahh Wright, who was standing under the tree, rubbed his nose in annoyance, and to Wright's annoyance, his stomach was rumbling in protest. Wright ate some fruit and went to sleep last night, and he didn't feel anything, but when he got up in the morning and moved so casually, he felt that his stomach was already twitching.

Just as Wright was about to pick some wild fruits to pad his stomach, a fragrance that seemed to be extremely strong entered Wright's nose. Stimulated by the scent, Wright's stomach twitched even more. The wild fruit could no longer catch Wright's attention, and Wright's nose suddenly became more sensitive than that of a dog, and it followed in the direction of the scent.

Kalu's cooking skills are also among the best in the village, especially the porridge made by Kalu, which is a must. Add Kalu's own condiments, simmer slowly, and the fragrance is definitely not an exaggeration. Every time Karui cooks porridge in his house, the smell of it can cause a group of children to stay at Kaluga's door like pugs, drooling profusely, and in a short time the clothes on their chests will be wet.

Of course, Karui is not stingy, he is not a forgetful person, and the care of the villagers for him is firmly remembered by him. At this time, he would let the children into the house and give each child a bowl to drink to their heart's content. The children didn't know what the politeness was for, and often in the end Karui didn't even drink a mouthful of porridge, but Karui was still happy.

If someone in the village was sick and had little appetite, Karui would also carefully cook a pot of porridge and send it over. In fact, Karui didn't cherish himself with a broom, and someone in the village had to jokingly ask him how he cooked his porridge, and Karui didn't hide it, so he said it very happily. But the others, following Kalu's method, couldn't make porridge that tasted the same as Kalu's. Someone asked him why, and Karui just smiled, "Maybe it's a little less heart!"

When cooking, Karui tends to be very focused, he just stares at the pot and doesn't feel bored for a long time. From time to time, stir a few times in the pot with a spoon, or add some trimmings to the pot, as if the outside world has nothing to do with him at this time. But the big black dog didn't think so, although he coveted the porridge in the pot, but he didn't forget his duty.

"Wangwang" The big black dog sensed something and began to bark. Karui looked up, didn't pay too much attention, and touched the head of the big black dog, "Okay, don't bark." ”

"Whoa!" the branches trembled, and a man emerged from the bushes. Seeing the fire in front of him and the porridge being boiled on it, the eyes of the visitors lit up, but they seemed to be concerned about something, and they didn't step forward immediately. That's right, the person who popped up out of nowhere was none other than Wright. After walking around the jungle for a long time, I finally found the source of the enticing scent.

But when it came to the front, Wright didn't dare to step forward. In this barren mountain range, a person and a dog are quietly boiling porridge there, and there is no way to deal with the person who suddenly appeared in the face of themselves, no matter how you look at it, there is a strange feeling.

Karui glanced at Wright, who was too afraid to approach over there, and after a moment of thought, he knew what Wright was worried about.

"Come and sit here, don't worry, the people who come to this mountain are all villagers from the surrounding villages. The rules of the mountain people are that when they meet, they are friends, and if they are friends, they must help each other. I see that your clothes are almost soaked, and if you don't bake them quickly, you will easily get sick and hurt your body. ”

For some reason, Wright felt that he believed the old man's words to be true. Therefore, he did not hesitate any longer, and went straight to the fire and sat down opposite Karui. Da Hei looked at Wright, who was sitting down, stretched out his nose and sniffed, but he didn't say anything, his body tilted, and he also lay down next to the fire.

The temperature of the flame finally made Wright feel a little warm, and countless droplets of water fell on Wright's body just now when he was shuttling through the forest. He didn't sit for long before a white mist began to emerge from Wright's body, and from his head to his clothes, Wright looked like he was surrounded by mist.

Dressed in a single coat, carrying a small package behind him, he didn't carry anything else. Karui looked at Wright's outfit and was a little puzzled, the young man in front of him was definitely not a hunter in the mountains. But Karui wasn't too nervous, half of his body was about to sink into the ground, and he might not be as strong as when he was younger, but his eyes were much brighter. In Karui's opinion, the person in front of him will not be a bad person, and he may even be a hairy boy who has not been deeply involved in the world.

"It's so good to be young!" Karui sighed silently, and he didn't know if he remembered the past when he was young, and his eyes were a little wandering. But Karui forgot that he was still boiling porridge on the fire!