Husband is Particularly Fierce

This thing would not last long. But it can be made into salt-flooded food. All he had to do was go back and get some containers. The pickled meat was very tasty too.

Although there were some rocks from time to time, and most of them were gray and soft rocks, it was not easy to dig a radish with a Chinese general military shovel. Seeing a tender white radish filled the leather bag, he felt a great sense of satisfaction from the harvest.

There was also a purple fruit, about the size of a round cinnamon ball. After the skin broke, there was a very rich fragrance of milk inside. It was slightly different from the fragrance of the milk, except that it lacked a bit of a fishy smell. But the golden birdman ate a good piece of that sweet milk, and she ate twenty of them in one go. After harvesting half a bag of the fish, he had almost finished harvesting all of the meat before he gave up.

There was also a huge gray-yellow flower that looked like a leaf in autumn. It didn't have much of an appearance, but in the heart of the flower was a huge yellow fruit, about the size of a pumpkin, eight or nine catties each, and about ten catties. When she picked the fruit for the golden birdman, the golden birdman had to eat it all. The fruit was white, and the deeper she ate, the redder her heart became. She was fortunate enough to have a sip. The faint sweetness was accompanied by some acidity. Outside, there was the taste of a tangerine, and the deeper she went, the sweeter it became. Delicious.

Heavens, how much time had she wasted searching for delicacies! Why did this dead bird only give her jealous fruits and tasteless white fruits?

Along the way, she saw seven to eight huge yellow fruits, and they were all harvested. The leather bag could no longer be put down. She told the golden birdman to come and pick her up.

The golden birdman was collecting firewood by the side. A huge bundle of leather straps. He didn't seem to understand what Yuan Feiyu meant, as he clawed at the plants together, directly carrying her and going back to the cave.

Everything was placed in the back half of the cave. As he passed by the black hole in the cave, he noticed that there was a large difference in temperature between the front and back of the cave. Yuan Feiyu quickly organized his food. He still wanted to go and pluck it, but this time the golden birdman resolutely threw away the bags.

When it was time to go back to sleep, the golden birdman had already indulged her once. This time, it hugged her firmly and went back to sleep.

In fact, in its eyes, it was simply too ugly, and the smell was also too unpleasant. It didn't have the allure of her own long black hair, snow-white skin, and red lips, but as a good male, it could tolerate the irrational behavior of the female during the estrus period.

Besides, after so many years, it only saw a female who got up from her nest in such a stupid manner!

, who was forced back into the forest and pressed into the bird's nest, wanted to cry but no tears came out. Her biological clock was being challenged, and she couldn't sleep on time.

First of all, she had no idea how many hours a day there were. Although she wanted to count by twenty-four hours, the bird did not understand human time.