"Ao~" What are you cooking?

Long Ming stood on tiptoe and saw the orc poured the black oval fruit into the iron pot, and lit the wood below with flint, and the light lit up in the cave again.

Gru looked down at the curious little cub and touched its head: "I'm cooking pine cones. You go and play for a while, and then you'll have pine cones to eat."

Long Ming stood there and thought for a while, turned around and took out the small collection of paintings to continue watching. Because he was chubby, he had to straighten his legs and put the small book, to be precise, the small collection of paintings on his legs and continue to watch.

Gru looked at the fat little cub seriously and smiled and his wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were never stopped. The pine cones in the pot were quickly boiled, revealing the white flesh inside.

The hardworking goblin scooped out the pine cones floating on the water and placed them on the stone next to it, and poured the wastewater into the path behind the cave. At that time, the pine cones shells will soon rot into nutrients. Gru plans to plant some shady margaric flowers on it in a few days. The nectar of their sweet nectar is perhaps very much loved by the fat cubs.

Long Ming looked at it for a while and smelled the food. He could no longer watch it. Gru wore a gray apron and didn't know what to stir. He supported the ground with his paws, stood up unsteadily, and then walked towards Gru.

"Gurl~" Gru.

Long Ming:...

Gru looked down at the little guy who was only at his calves and put a bowl of cooked pine nut soup onto the big stone next to him. When Long Ming saw it, he ran over and saw a bowl of milky white soup. It was a bit thin, and the flesh was boiled and not as thick as yesterday.

Gru also served himself a bowl, then sat cross-legged across the stone, waiting for the pine nut soup to cool down for a while before drinking it.

He looked at the little guy with his head down and looked at his pine nut soup in a daze. Even his usually lively tail did not shake, his head lowered, as if he was very disappointed and sad.

Gru's sparse eyebrows frowned. He stretched out his hand and pushed the pine nut in front of the fat boy. He didn't care whether the little guy understood it or not, and nagged: "There is no food in winter, baby, just put it a little first. When spring comes in a few months, I'll catch some small animals for you to eat."

Long Ming didn't understand, looked at the orc in a daze and whistled.

Did the soup from yesterday disappear?

He waited for a while and saw Gru drank a bowl of soup himself. He understood something. Maybe there was no food. It was snowing outside. The orc didn't have much hunting ability at first glance. He had no scales, claws, and sharp teeth. He could only pick up that kind of fruit to eat.

Long Ming looked at the soup in front of him and suddenly felt very sad. What should he do? If he had grown up now, he would be able to eat whatever he wanted. The meat would have to be roasted and fried, and the warm milk would have to drink three big bowls. Then he would also bring the orc who picked him up.

But it was useless to think about it. Long Ming heard his belly ringing, reminding him that it was time to eat.

Long Ming could only hold up his special bowl and tilt his head and drink it. He felt only a little sweetness and no milky smell.

Gru served another bowl for this little guy.

Long Ming felt hungry and drank two more bowls. However, after he finished drinking, he was not as warm as he had finished yesterday. His stomach felt full, as if he was drinking water.

"Ao~" I won't drink anymore.

Long Ming refused the soup handed over by Gru again, and then he drank it and his stomach was filled with water.

Gru squatted down and looked at the little guy whose tail was not shaken anymore. He reached out and touched its belly. It was soft and warm, as if it was not full. He looked at the pine nut soup not far away, and it seemed that it was a lot different from the ant honey yesterday. It was just ordinary liquid food and no nutrient-rich soil elements. I heard that the cubs of high-level monsters usually eat crystal stones, and also eat high-level beast meat with elements or other treasures to grow fast.

But he didn't have any of these. He just gave it a safe place for his childhood. Gru sighed and felt that raising a baby was not easy.

After Long Ming finished drinking, he became hungry again after a while. He touched his belly and looked around, but couldn't find anything to eat.

Gru finished drinking the remaining soup and rummaged through the cabinets at home. Finally, he found a rhizome ball of Yangshan thistle in the corner. He pulled the pine charcoal, put the rhizome balls into the fire for a while, and then took it out. Long Ming sat next to him and saw the orc peel off the skin, revealing a light yellow thing like potatoes.

"Eat it, I'll go to a far place tomorrow to find some food." Gru handed the Yangshan thistle rhizome to the fat cub's claws, preparing to go out early tomorrow morning.

Long Ming smelled a soft and sweet smell, and his stomach started to rumbling. Perhaps the instinct of the cub was to eat and sleep. At least Long Ming felt that his mind was full of food, wanting to drink milk, and wanting to eat meat.

The little potatoes in the claws were very small, not enough for Long Ming to stuff them in one bite. He was about to stuff this potato-like thing into his mouth when he saw the orc ate ​​the skin he had just peeled into his mouth.

Long Ming looked down at the little potato in his claws. He would not be full after eating it. After thinking about it, he took the orc's hand over and put the little potato in his hand again.

"Ao~" You eat it.

He can't eat enough, so it's better to give this orc to eat, and he has to find food every day.

Gru didn't expect that the fat baby would return the bulb of Yangshan thistle. He stared at the fat baby and called his name lightly.

"Gru~"

The little guy sat on the ground, calling him angrily, leaving the only food for him, even if it was so hungry that its little tail did not shake. His big golden eyes were shining, and there was a warm fire inside, which clearly reflected the ugly face of his goblin short jester.

Hum? Long Ming looked at the orc who suddenly lowered his head and whistled, "What's wrong?" He stood up and walked towards him unsteadily.

"Gru"

Long Ming can now say the word Gru in full, but the speed of speech is very slow, because when he says it quickly, it turns into the word Guru again. The cub's voice naturally has a spoiled scent of milk. Long Ming tilts his head and looks at the orc, and then "Oh" again.

Gru picked up his head after he calmed down. He touched the claws of the fat cub, and his turbid little eyes were a little crystal clear under the fire.

"I'm fine, you eat it."

It was the first time he felt the feeling of being cared for.

Long Ming looked up at the orc whose eyes suddenly turned red, hugged his little tail at a loss, and the little potato was stuffed into his mouth and disappeared in one bite.

"Come on, I will teach you how to read. We are learning the common language of Azerik. When you grow up, you will understand how important it is to have a common language." Gru put the fat cub on the ground, turned around and took out the booklet from the pile of miscellaneous items next to him, and a small wooden stick. This poor and hardworking goblin remembered what happened back then and couldn't help but chat.

"My teacher made a deal with the cunning fox tribes through common language and became a priest of the Western Goblins' blackmail branch. Although he is dead now, I will teach you well, little guy."

Long Ming listened to the orc's words in a daze. His speaking speed was too fast and he couldn't understand at all. Fortunately, when the orc taught him, the tone was very slow.

Just like this, one person teaches and one person learns, the atmosphere between the two becomes more and more warm and quiet.

At night, Long Ming lay on the shiny broken diamonds without any sleepiness, and the goblin who had been working outside for a whole day fell asleep quickly.

Long Ming turned over, grabbed the broken diamonds boredly, looked at the shiny crystals, and after looking at them for a while, he couldn't help but touch his belly.

He is so hungry, what should I do?

Long Ming looked around the cave and stared at the passage. Yesterday, Gru took out the food from there. Should he go and see it again...

He thought of it and did it. He stood up unsteadily, and then carefully avoided the debris on the ground. Gru on the bed was sleeping heavily, and the fire illuminated the cave. The dark passageway entrance looked like the throat of a giant beast, waiting for Long Ming.
Chapter completed!