It had spotted her before, and had observed her for some time, and found that she was behaving strangely, not at all like it, and suspected that she was a beast from somewhere else.

Could it be that she was also kicked out because she was ostracized?

It looked at its snow-white fur and felt a little uncomfortable.

The white-skinned beast is so fragile, it must have suffered a lot to get to its territory, and it must protect her well.

A beast like her, who can't hunt, doesn't know what she's doing every day, and only wastes her time, will have to rely on it in the future.

Warm tea: "......"

With a change of clothes, Wen Cha wanted to prepare a few autumn and winter clothes, and dragged the big cat around the woods every day, either looking for this or that.

Since she found out that the big cat is very tolerant of her, she doesn't treat the big cat as an outsider, and pulls it with her whatever she wants, with this golden thigh, she doesn't want to be too free in the forest.

For this reason, she also gave the big cat a fashionable English name.

"Nishizawa!" She called it when she had nothing to do, deepening its impression of the name until every time she called out the name, it could tell that it was calling it.

The big cat carried her through the woods like the wind, going out in the morning and returning in the evening.

So far, Wen Cha has found four or five kinds of edible fruits in the forest, she eats some of them, and the rest is dried and dried, packed in bags made of yarn leaves, and stored in the tree house.

Wencha is also in the shallow water area of the lake, found a kelp-like aquatic grass, the leaves can not be eaten, but the fruit under the sediment is the same as taro, very suitable as a staple food, but unfortunately, this staple food grows in a small area by the lake, all dug out, only about a backpack.

Wen Cha instructed the big cat to make himself a stone pot the size of a basin with his paws, and made wooden bowls, chopsticks, soup spoons and other utensils, and began to boil water and stew soup under the tree.

She has been tired of eating barbecue for more than half a month, and every day she thinks about all kinds of fried broth and snacks in the real society, and she speaks with relish.

After making a stone pot, the seasoning fruits found before are useful, in addition to roasting meat for the big cat, warm tea will also boil a pot of hot and sour fish soup for yourself every day, the fruit is a hundred flavors in the bushes, the taste is sour and spicy, it is very greasy, the only regret is that there is no salt taste.

So far, she has searched almost half of the forest, but she has not found a plant that can replace salt.

Wen Cha persevered and went out with the big cat, they are like two travelers, they will discover new things every day, and they will live a tired and fulfilling life every day.

The next time passed quickly, Wen Cha didn't pay much attention, and the summer quietly came to an end.

At that time, with the help of the big cat, Wen Cha already had enough clothes and warm bedding, as well as a variety of dried fruits and meats.

After the weather arrives in autumn, the temperature drops quickly and reaches a new high every day.

This world is different from other tropical forests, where the climate is divided into four seasons, and in autumn, the leaves slowly begin to turn yellow.

All kinds of fruits are ripe, and countless birds have eaten and drunk their fill, and they begin to move on to the next warm place.

Wen Cha felt such a change in the early morning, the temperature in the tree house was low, and even with the futon covered, she still felt cold.

She began to wonder if she would be able to survive the autumn and winter here.

She was in a hurry to go out with the big cat to collect cotton silk, and she also collected the animal skins she had eaten, used a bone knife to remove the minced meat crumbs from them, and made simple nitration with plant ashes, and barely managed to make a few usable animal skins, and spread them all in the tree house.

After the beginning of autumn, the big cat often goes out to hunt, goes out during the day, and only comes back in the evening, Wen Cha doesn't know what it is doing, but seeing it sleeping on the tree late at night, I feel a little grateful.

Once the big cat goes out hunting, she will lick all the faces on Wen Cha's hands to ensure that she has her own smell on her body, and then she will go out with peace of mind.

After the big cat leaves, Wencha will also go out, but not too far, but around the big tree.

Recently she found a fruit, also a squilla fruit that grows in the bushes, which is vermilion, like a yellow fruit that has changed its color when ripe, and tastes sweet, much like grapes.

Warm tea is going to dry some raisins and make a little more simple wine.

In the winter, when it's cold, wine can be used to make some other hot food, which should be a little better if eaten.

Warm tea thought of it, while the sun was still there, the red stria fruit was sun, the grapes were chopped into a half-human high wooden barrel, and a layer of dried winter fruit powder was put on it, this powder was very sweet, sweet like sugar, and it should be able to play the role of sugar.

Two large vats of warm tea were made in a row, stirred and sealed, and then put aside to ferment.

The big cat came back in the middle of the night and was wet. At that time, the autumn dew was already very heavy.

The bloody aura on its body was a little heavy, and there were some dull blood stains on the corners of its mouth.

"Nishizawa," Wen Cha called it softly, and the big cat responded with a soft but neutral whimper.

Wen Cha breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the house to take out the fish that had been grilled in the afternoon and gave it to eat.

The fish is already cold, the fat is wrapped in the skin, and the taste is not good.

The big cat ate it little by little with her hand.

Its warm tongue licked the palm of the warm tea, as if it had eaten something delicious, and its tail was cocked with joy.

It seems that when it is not there, the white-skinned beast still misses it very much.

Wen Cha stroked its jaw, and gently smoothed it with his fingers, "Nishizawa, what have you been doing all this time?" Can you tell me? ”

The big cat's eyes blinked, a shallow purr came out of his throat, and his head rubbed against Wen Cha's palm, which had a somewhat soothing taste.

It's preparing them for the winter.

"Nishizawa, are you going to migrate like a bird?"

The big cat snorted twice, no, this is its territory, and it is not going anywhere but here.

Wen Cha couldn't understand its voice, but she could guess what it was trying to say, "Tigers are generally solitary animals, and I think too much." ”

Nishizawa straightened up, slowly raised his body, stretched out his tongue and carefully licked her face, and after a while, it would be able to bring the white-skinned beast back to the cave, and then they could sleep together in the cave.

It took advantage of the absence of the white-skinned beast before, and secretly looked into her strange house above, there were a lot of white-skinned beast things in it, and it was her smell on it, and it could be seen that the white-skinned beast loved to be clean, and also liked to hide food, and when it packed up its things, it could take the white-skinned beast home.