Growing up, I lived barefoot in the mountains and forests, and I never wore any animal skin boots, so the animal skin boots next to me did not attract me at all.

The master took the boot and gestured it to my feet, and found that the boots fit well, so he helped me put them on, my feet were very slender, and Tahar's feet were very fat, so there was no discomfort in wearing them. The boots are sewn from animal skin, and they are very warm.

This is the first time in my life to put on shoes, it is very awkward, it feels hot on the soles of my feet, it is very soft, it is as comfortable as stepping on the grass in spring, it feels good!

After a while, the dragon in the iron pot was stewed, and Grandma Tahar put some sun-dried mushrooms and salt in the pot, and it tasted so good!

The master took a bowl of chicken soup and put it in front of me, I couldn't help but lick the chicken soup with my tongue when I smelled this taste, it was the first time I ate food in my life, although now I have already tasted all the special foods in the north and south of the country, but I still can't forget the taste of that mouthful of chicken soup.

At that time, I didn't know how to serve the bowl, so I lowered my head and licked the bowl of chicken soup with my tongue little by little. After a while, only the bottom of the bowl was left to lick.

Seeing this, the master grabbed a piece of chicken for me and put it in my bowl, the hunters outside the gate are not as elegant as the people in the gate, different lifestyles have created different dining habits, people here are used to eating with their hands, I saw Tahar grabbed a wild vegetable dumpling with his left hand and took a bite hard, and then drank a mouthful of delicious chicken soup, which was hot enough, and after drinking the soup in the bowl, he grabbed a piece of stewed chicken with his right hand and gnawed it, it seemed that he was afraid that someone would rob him of the meat in the bowl, and he was still a child who knew how to protect food。 It's just that this food is really scary!

Compared with Tahar's eating, I have been even more than that, a whole piece of meat was swallowed by me even with a bite of the bone, and I was choked too quickly, but fortunately, the master sent it in time to help me choke the chicken, Da Han Boli saw that I was choked by the chicken and threw a wild vegetable dumpling into my bowl, this wild vegetable dumpling is a meat dumpling steamed with wild vegetable minced dough, with the fragrance of wild vegetables and the double taste of pork.

I grabbed the little green thing, took it to my nose and sniffed it, then stuffed it into my mouth and chewed it in a big gulp.

I remember that day I ate a lot, but fortunately Tahar's family had a lot of food, and the master and the big Hanbori tasted wine until the sun went down, and that day I was very full, so I fell asleep on the floor of the house, and for some reason, I lived with the master for only a few days, but I became very dependent on him.

The running for days made the master feel very tired, and he fell asleep at some point.

My master and I got acquainted with the Takhar family in this way, and the meeting was fate, but the fate between me and Takhar was far from over.

The master and I temporarily lived in the home of Wen Zhansun Boli, a hunter in the mountain village.

During the day, the master and Ada of Tahar went hunting in the mountains, and at night they began to recount the strange things they had seen and heard over the years.

The two of them treated each other as drinking friends, and the master taught Wen Zhansun Boli some secret weapon skills in the Tang Sect, and told him a lot about the habits of herbs in the deep mountains. The two were also teachers and friends, and eventually became brothers of the opposite sex.

Later, the master knew that Boli's grandmother was originally born outside the Guan, and was caught by traffickers outside the Guanwai in the early years, and fled to this mountain village halfway, so Wen Zhansun Boli would be so kind when he saw the master, and since he was a child, he listened to his mother's description of the prosperous life in the Guan, and he yearned for the days in the Guannai.

This mountain village is closed and can't see outsiders, and it is not easy to meet an outsider who is a person in the gate, which can make Wen Zhansun Boli happy, and in the conversation with the master, he will recall the figure of his grandmother when he was young from time to time, and how many nights he fell asleep listening to the story from his grandmother's mouth.

And I and Tahar from the initial stranger to a pair of living brothers, during this time, I gradually accepted this big meat ball that can run, we sometimes play in the yard, but I suddenly like the warmth of the house, every day I used to lie on the stove to keep warm, I wore a small leather jacket sewn by Grandma Tahar overnight, the original body of the lynx skin robe made by the master was changed into a blanket and placed on the floor of the house, and I slept on the lynx skin by myself at night.

Takhar called me a big cat, and I ignored him, because it seemed ridiculous to me that he was a big ball of meat, and his fat body was always bouncing and walking every day, like a big pangolin.

I'm still very afraid of the big tiger in the yard, every time I see it back to the yard I always have to hide far away, run back to the house, at this time, Tahar will always cover his stomach and laugh, originally two big eyes are quite good-looking, a smile squinting a small slit, looks as ridiculous as two more eyebrows.

I love the little thing of eating, I used to like raw meat, but now I love the taste of broth.

I always ate a lot of food, almost the same as Tahar, who always looked at me with his head down and looked at me viciously, and then stuffed it into his mouth as hard as he could, as if he was afraid that I would eat all his meat.

The master tried to teach me some ordinary conversations, but I didn't learn a few, I only knew what the meaning of the words "you, me, and eating" were! On the contrary, Mahal kept screaming all day long, and I also learned to say Grandma, and every time I wanted to eat, I ran to Grandma to learn from Takhar's appearance and looked at Grandma pitifully, and then Grandma would give me a lot of meat to eat, and I liked Grandma the most in this family, she would always give me delicious pieces of meat. Grandma is very good to me and often helps me sew and mend the leather jacket on my body. Sometimes I would get into my grandmother's arms, and she wouldn't get angry, but would put me to sleep.

Grandma was a kind person, and after discussing with Uncle Boli, she took me as a adopted son, and in this way Tahar and I became twin brothers. Although he still used to call me a big cat. Grandma was afraid that Tahar, a muddy boy, would bully me, so she asked Tahar to call me big brother, but Tahar didn't recognize me as a big brother, and still called me a big cat. I don't understand any of this either, and every time I'm with him, I meow and scare him!

During this time, the master and Uncle Boli went into the mountain and found a bear cave, in which a big brown bear was hibernating, and the two of them worked together to kill him easily without alarming it.

Some people in the village gradually learned about the two of us, and the people in the village were very simple, dozens of families were like a family, and I sometimes played with Takhar and some of the children in the village. It was a time that looked like it happened yesterday. It is deeply imprinted in my mind.