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Chapter 43 Small talk
Perhaps it was the cough that made Big Maomao classify him as a patient who had not fully recovered from a cold.
After returning, Zhong Jingshu wanted to stay outside for a while to see if the meat was ready, and cut some other meat for them to add to their meal.
But Big Mao Mao never gave him a chance to get close to the table.
As soon as Zhong Jingshu took a step to the side, the figure of a big tiger appeared between him and the table.
"..."
He had no choice but to put his outstretched hand down on the big cat's back, "Okay, you can choose what you like to eat."
The meat in the supplies is all cleaned up, unlike the prey that the Siberian tiger catches by itself, and the unclean parts have to be disposed of before cutting the meat.
At most, Zhong Jingshu helped unpack the supplies, and was pushed back to the house by the big tiger.
"I always feel that the big cat sees me as particularly vulnerable." Zhong Jingshu sighed, "Obviously I have carried a moose in front of it."
"Roar"
Big Maomao took a few steps forward, saw that Zhong Jingshu hadn't followed, and turned back to call him.
"Here we come." Zhong Jingshu put the snow-stained shoes outside, changed into a pair of cotton shoes and went inside, "I'll change my clothes first."
Wearing thick clothes always feels stuffy on the body.
Zhong Jingshu hugged the big tiger on the bed, spread his five fingers apart and curled them into a comb shape, and stroked the fur collar twice, "Go out to eat, you can rest assured that I will stay here."
"Don't worry, Big Maomao! It is recommended to keep the breeder by your side and hang it on your back."
"Let's make it into a pendant and put it on the chest."
"Why don't you hold it in your mouth, and look down from time to time."
"Hahahaha...they really are one by one, thanks to the big cats who can't understand interstellar characters, otherwise they might have done it like this."
The live broadcast room was full of barrage of ideas, except that it was not serious, there was nothing serious about it.
Siberian tigers do not need to eat three meals a day plus a supper. In some seasons, prey is scarce, and they can even eat several meals after eating one meal.
The current big cats obviously have no intention of going out to eat meat.
Seeing this, Zhong Jingshu touched the comb in the box to comb its hair.
When touching the belly with your hand, pay extra attention to touching it more.
Since the big cat didn't go out to eat meat, Zhong Jingshu took some snacks like jerky for him to eat.
A big tiger that has managed to get fat can't go hungry.
The big cat didn't intend to eat, but Zhong Jingshu insisted on feeding it, and put all the food to his mouth, "Come on, eat a little, you don't eat a bite, I wonder if you are sick."
It is impossible to get sick, let alone the fact that there are no external manifestations. checked it when was running the hair just now, and there was no problem with the ability.
The big tiger rolled its lower eyelids, opened its mouth and bit the corner of the jerky, grinding its teeth with its paws.
The hardness of jerky is equivalent to grinding teeth for people.
But for the Siberian tiger's teeth, this is a piece of meat, and it is slow to eat one piece at a time. If you are in a hurry, you may be able to swallow it whole with three or four bites.
The big cat eats so leisurely, not so much as eating jerky, but as letting the breeder watch it eating.
Zhong Jingshu snorted, stood up and said, "I'm going to drink the medicine."
He did not forget that the supplies this time were mainly medicines, supplemented by other supplies.
Interstellar's medicine works quickly and also has a preventive effect.
Bufield personally sent him the function and method of taking each medicine, and even the dosage was clearly marked.
Fortunately, there are these, if you just look at the packaging of the medicine, it is quite difficult to distinguish. Some interstellar native planets are not commonly used, and they feel like dialects, which Zhong Jingshu can't understand.
Looking at the chat records with his boss, Zhong Jingshu finished his medicine.
"Aww..."
The furball squeezed the tent door open a little and slipped in through the gap in the corner.
After coming in, he shook his fur, shook off the crushed fur, and ran two steps towards Zhong Jingshu with a little excitement, "Wow!"
"Aww, aww." Zhong Jingshu replied twice, the inside was only such a big place, and the little tiger had already bumped into his leg before running away.
"Look at what you ate, why is there blood all over your fur?"
Zhong Jingshu carried the furball to the table, and wiped the furball on its chest with a wet tissue, "I will eat slowly next time, eat at home, don't worry."
"Oooooooo." Furball opened his mouth wide, and the cry gradually turned into a hache, and the end became a breathy sound.
Zhong Jingshu pinched the little tiger's round face, hairy's hand felt super good, and said with a smile: "You still eat when you're sleepy?"
"Aw!"
Although the little furball couldn't understand, he responded happily and couldn't help flicking his tail.
Stupid.
"Hey..." Big Tiger stood up at some point and walked to Zhong Jingshu's side.
"Huh?" Zhong Jingshu supported the little tiger with one hand, and reached for the big cat with the other, "Another piece of dried meat?"
The big tiger rubbed the keeper's palm, turned around and used its paws to pull open the point where the little furball had just opened, and when it was the right size, it walked out by itself.
Zhong Jingshu blinked lightly, picked up the furball with one hand and followed to have a look.
I saw the big cat outside was eating with its head down.
The meat is fresh and ready to eat, not frozen.
Large pieces of meat were piled up, and they looked a little crumbling because the packaging was unpacked.
A few furry ones occupied a vacant seat and ate without haste.
Wild Siberian tigers eat meat quickly because they have to be alert to their surroundings, and the same kind and natural enemies that may be attracted by the smell of blood.mouth will leave.
But furries obviously don't have to worry about eating meat in their own homes.
Due to seasonal reasons, the deterrent black bears are hibernating, and there are big cats in charge, so other natural enemies dare not act rashly.
There is no need to worry about eating, and there is no need to gobble it up.
Zhong Jingshu looked at the big cat that was eating meat with its head down, and then at the furball under his arm.
Realizing that the breeder was looking at him, furball's eyes lit up, and the tail hanging behind him flicked, "Aww!"
Zhong Jingshu put down the furball, walked to Big Mao Mao and sat down, resting his chin on Big Tiger's back and sighing, "If only you could talk."
"??? Breeder, why did you say that?"
"Help, the only thing I can get out of is considered an advantage, is it going to be compared to the big cat?"
"Let's talk, the breeder brought the big cat back, and it's too late to take the college entrance examination this year."
...
The big cat licked the corner of its mouth, and turned its head to lick him, but for some reason, it paused again, and turned its head to rub against the breeder.
Zhong Jingshu hugged Mao's head and rubbed back, looked at the question marks all over the screen in the live broadcast room, and explained: "Big cat, don't worry, I will stay in the room by myself, so I will come out to eat after the furball is finished."
If he had known this was the reason, he would have sat outside.
"!!!"
"So that's the case! I said why the big cat didn't go out to eat, and only went out when furball came. I co-authored it to let furball take care of the breeder for a while. Does it mean that it will go back when it goes?"
"Before, I felt that the big cat was very caring about the breeder. After the breeder got sick this time, the big cat really wanted to be close to the breeder."
"After all, in the eyes of Siberian tigers, human beings are very weak. For the human beings you care about, you must take good care of them."
"Siberian tigers know how to take care of people. I had a fever of 40 degrees and fell asleep for a day. No one noticed. If I hadn't been in good health, I would have spontaneously combusted ass."
Zhong Jingshu pushed the furball, "Would you like to eat more?" As he spoke, he couldn't help touching his stomach, "Eat so fast just now, are you full?"
"Aw!"
Furball didn't go to eat meat anymore, but was tired of lounging next to Zhong Jingshu.
It looks like he should be full.
Being idle outside is also idle, Zhong Jingshu made himself a cup of hot milk.
It may be that I am sick and have no appetite, and I am too lazy to make some vegetarian powder. Drinking milk is considered nutritious intake, and rounding it up is considered a meal.
Zhong Jingshu leaned on the solid and reliable body of the big cat, absorbed the body temperature of Hairy, and held the milk, as if nestled in a thick woolen blanket wrapped on three sides, comfortable, if there is a TV to pass the timebetter.
The furball is lying on top of him, and the little wool blanket is also there.
It's still the kind that keeps heating and snores.
While eating, the snow that had not stopped outside for a long time started to fall again.
From the looks of it, it was even bigger than the previous snowfall, and the snowflakes were much more compact.
Zhong Jingshu didn't intend to go out, and he didn't know when the big cat would agree with him to go out, so he simply closed the outer door and put down the thermal curtain.
Outside the tent is cold wind mixed with snow.
Inside is the sound of a crackling fire pit burning and the snoring of little Mao Tuanzi rolling around.
And...the sound of the rabbit in the corner chewing vegetables.
It may be that they have been together for a long time, or because they know that the Siberian tiger will not harm it, the rabbit has dared to go outside to eat.
In the past, when saw a tiger, was too scared to walk or move.
Having these hairy at home can be regarded as lively.
Zhong Jingshu raised his head, looked at the big tiger licking its fur and said, "Big cat, when are you going to come home with me?"
The big tiger paused and licked his cheek for him.
Zhong Jingshu shrunk his neck subconsciously, and then felt the big tiger on his back move, and moved closer to lick him.
Seeing this, the breeder didn't hide anymore, and relaxed to make catnip strings for the big cat, holding the big tiger's paw in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "The weather is bad these days, I wanted to stay here with you."Play around more."
It's snowing now, so can't go anywhere.
Coupled with his illness, the big cat directly refused to let him go out, and he couldn't set foot near the tent.
It doesn't matter to Zhong Jingshu, it doesn't matter where he is, there is no need to go out, it's good to stay in the tent to keep warm.
But the big cat should go out to run and hunt, and stay in one place all the time, don't know if the big cat will feel bored.
Zhong Jingshu said: "I don't know what the weather is like on the interstellar side. Let's go back at a time that is similar to the weather here?"
In this way, there is no need to adapt to various discomforts that may be caused by temperature differences.
Let the Siberian tiger integrate into the environment faster.
The Siberian tiger can't speak, and Zhong Jingshu didn't chat with the barrage in the live broadcast room, so it seemed a bit like talking to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, the big tiger behind him let out a low growl, and patted his leg with the paw held by the breeder.
As if agreeing with what he said.
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