Hua Shi looked at the vast hawthorn forest with shining eyes, and her heart began to pound.
She can use these hawthorns to make some new styles...
“Meow meow meow!”
The black cat could clearly feel the change in Hua Shi's happy mood.
It then barked twice and raised its head proudly, attracting Hua Shi's attention. Its posture seemed as if it was waiting for Hua Shi to praise it.
Hua Shi rubbed the cat's soft face and praised it generously, "How are you so smart, Xiao Hei! You really are my little lucky cat. When I make money, I'll buy you some meat!"
"Meow……"
The black cat enjoyed Hua Shi's petting and praise, and proudly puffed out its furry little chest.
It knows that it will like it when it blooms!
It was worth it that it had searched for so long last time and was even attacked by that stinky poisonous snake!
Hua Shi reached out and picked a hawthorn, wiped it with his sleeve, and threw it directly into his mouth.
The sour and sweet hawthorn juice exploded between her lips and tongue, and she blinked in surprise.
This is the pure original hawthorn that has not been processed, and it tastes sour and sweet.
Generally, thick and large hawthorns like this have hard flesh and a slightly sour taste, which is a sour hawthorn, but what she tasted was sweet and sour, and the flesh was also soft.
I don't know if it's because it's overcooked...
When she was dragged out by the black cat and the white fox, she was in such a hurry that she habitually carried a bamboo basket in her hands, leaving other things behind, let alone a bag to carry things in...
After getting lost in the mountains twice, Hua Shi got used to it and would roughly memorize the route he took every time he went into the mountains.
So, I also noticed that this hawthorn forest is farther away from the winter jujube forest we visited last time. The road is also winding and far, and it is not easy to walk on.
If I wanted to pick all the hawthorns from this large field... I estimated the distance and it was too far to carry back...
There's nothing I can do. I can only pick a basket and take it back this time. I'll wait and see tomorrow. If the snow isn't too heavy, I'll come back in again...
A small bamboo basket was soon filled with bright red hawthorns, and it felt heavy when I carried it.
The fine snow kept hitting her body, half of her trouser legs were buried in the wet snow, and her shoes and socks were soaked by the snow.
Hua Shi had no intention of staying any longer. After picking up his things, he called the black cat and prepared to go back.
"Xiao Hei, I'm going back. Do you want to go back with me?"
Her voice seemed somewhat empty in the deserted forest.
“Meow meow meow!”
Hearing the sound, the black cat suddenly jumped out of the hawthorn forest, and with a flash of its agile figure, it rushed to Hua Shi.
Hua Shi looked down and saw that Xiao Hei was still holding a bird in his mouth, which was bitten and bleeding.
While picking hawthorns, Xiao Hei lay down on a thick tree trunk not far away, poked a bird's nest, and swallowed several birds.
"Meow……"
It put the last bird on the snow, brought it to Hua Shi, and scratched in her direction with its claws.
Hua Shi blinked: "For me?"
"Meow!" The black cat looked at her with bright eyes.
Hua Shi was amused by it, a little smile overflowed from her eyes, she shook her head, her heart was moved, "I don't want to eat it, you eat it yourself."
The black cat pushed, but when he saw the flower, he still shook his head and refused. After confirming again and again that she didn't want to eat it, he began to eat it with relish.
A man and a cat were walking on the way back. After eating a nest of birds, the black cat was obviously satisfied. It walked beside her slowly and leisurely, without the lightning-fast look it had when it came here.
As she was walking, the black cat suddenly took two steps in front of her and meowed warily towards the empty forest.
"Meow, meow, meow!"
Hua Shi paused, not reacting, "Xiao Hei...?"
Suddenly, in the silent forest, a sharp cry came from not far away...
“Ya-ya, yah-ya—!”
The sound seemed to be the cry of some kind of bird, or the cry of a crow, high-pitched and shrill...
Hua Shi paused and stopped, his eyes warily looking in the direction of the sound...
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