The last orange cat Omega [Interstellar]

Mealworm, tastes as delicious as its name, crispy with the inherent rich aroma of protein, crunchy.Hmm, yes, yes, if humans also invent canned mealworm cat food, big gourmets will consider tasting it.

Dou Dou was half vigilant and half proud, he didn't approach the rough man directly, only willing to eat the mealworms that the man scattered on the ground.Under the man's gracious greeting, he let go of his belly very bluntly, and swallowed more than a dozen pieces in a row, eating them clean without leaving any residue.

In the end, Doudou straightened his body, smacked his lips, looked at the man's palm and narrowed his eyes.

The man stared dumbfounded at Doudou's storm-style dry rice. Seeing that the little chubby bird was still coveting the breadworm in his hand, he immediately covered his palm and stopped him: "It's gone, it's gone, how many worms do you eat?" Yes, I don’t have any more to tell you. You little fat bird, you are not tall but you have a big appetite, how can you eat so much? No wonder you are fat, you are fatter than your friend.”

DouDou let out a breath from his nasal cavity and let out a disdainful chirping sound.Suddenly, he jumped up, and bravely snatched a mealworm from the man's hand, picked it up and ran back, leaving a series of paw prints on the gravel.

This sudden act of grabbing food made the man laugh angrily.

"Hey, come back, I won't rob you!"

The chubby bird's body ran more cheerfully.It's just that after going around and robbing, he didn't enjoy the fruits of victory to himself.He made a wide circle, and finally returned to his companion in a circuitous way.

The dizzy Mr. Shark Fin was originally placed by the man on the dry and soft haystack nearby, and he is struggling to open a slit at this time.

Doudou jumped over and bent down slightly, as if he wanted to give the mealworms in his mouth to his companions.

The rough man's eye sockets couldn't help but become moist.Unexpectedly, there can be such a touching and profound friendship between owls, it is really animism...

Before he could finish his emotion, his tears were blocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw the little chubby bird carefully put the little tit on its back on the belly of its companion, picked up a large dead leaf and laid it aside elegantly, then put the mealworm on the dead leaf, and presented it to the little tit in a thoughtful manner .

Oh, it turns out that the so-called animism is just using your companions as a dining table.

The little tit didn't seem to want to accept the fat owl's kindness, but under the offensive of the other party's tearful eyes, it was finally defeated, took a bite of the mealworm, and swallowed it forcefully.

"It's delicious, meow, eat it quickly, and then go get it after eating, that big human looks quite enthusiastic, why don't we keep his bag together, meow."

Doudou proudly puffed out his chest, and lightly described his robbery as a friendly exchange.

Feeling the wonderful taste of the mealworm, the little tit calmed down a bit, jumped and used its small beak to roll the remaining half of the mealworm to Doudou, motioning the other party to eat it by itself.

DouDou regards Tiny Tit's courteousness as a symbol of friendship, and Xinxin accepts the other party's kindness.

"You are the best bird in the world."

The little owl with the cat's head announced so loudly.Responding to him was a series of clear and clear moaning sounds unique to small tits.

DouDou thought it was the little tits complimenting him, so he was even happier, and added louder: "Your strength is super strong!"

"Ah, ah."

"Your voice is also very nice, just a little worse than mine."

"...Hey."

After watching the whole process, Mr. Shark Fin, who was a cushion at the feet of the little tit, felt speechless and choked.

How can you succumb to the majesty of human beings?

The shark fin owl condemned Dou Dou with sharp eyes.

DouDou shrank his head, his eyes wandering.

Ah, it's not that Meow is weak and rebellious, it's just that Meow is too hungry, and Meow hasn't eaten for half a day.

"Humans are not good things!" Mr. Shark Fin couldn't help chirping loudly.

Mr. Shark Fin, who has experienced the baptism of tragic "life experience", is no longer the polite Alpha who tried to restrain himself when we first met.His perception of human beings is still in the period of irrational rejection and denial, and he can scold himself mercilessly when he scolds.

Like the human beings Dou Dou had seen in the previous dream, the rough man was not surprised by the weird human behaviors shown by the animals, and naturally he couldn't understand the communication between the Jiujiu.The natural call of the little owl is rough and gritty, and the rhythm is not coherent. It sounds like a smile but not a smile to human ears, which is very strange.

The man looked at the two little owls who seemed to be arguing in surprise, and tried to persuade them, "It's all right, it's just mealworms. I do have a little bit here, but it's not too much. I need to save a little bit. No, You two have another one, don't quarrel."

After finishing speaking, he threw two mealworms, and the small insects landed firmly in front of DouDou and Mr. Shark Fin.

Mr. Shark Fin stubbornly turned his head away and ignored it.In the end, both worms got into DouDou's belly.

The man was not annoyed, but just laughed a few times naively.He picked a thick (strong) tree root protruding from the ground, sat cross-legged on it, took out a notebook from his bag, rubbed his knuckles roughly, and started to record with the pen.The notebook looked old, and the cover had been peeled off and curled.The inner pages are densely written, with hand-painted illustrations. The handwriting is neat and powerful. It is obvious that the owner of the notes is very dedicated.

Doudou was aroused, and couldn't help but flew over with the little tit, landed on the man's shoulder, and tilted his head to look at what he wrote down.The little tit looked down through the head of the bag, and seemed to be looking very seriously.

It only takes a few glances to identify it, and it is a forest ranger's diary recorded in the notes.At this time, DouDou finally realized the identity of this man.

He is a ranger.

The ranger wrote very slowly but extremely carefully, adding almost every wording carefully, and didn't mind the two overseer birds on his shoulders at all.

Doudou has been able to recognize some human characters, but most of the diary content is still too esoteric for him.The little owl with the cat's head became sleepy after just looking at it for a while, and couldn't help but yawned.He squinted his eyes, maybe he just closed his eyes for a few seconds, maybe he took a short nap, in short, before Doudou opened his eyes again, he thought that only a very short period of time had passed.

However, what came into view was a vast sea of ​​snow.The season went from early winter to deep winter in an instant.

DouDou shivered in shock.

what happened?Is it possible that human horror stories like Nankeyimeng really exist?

The little tit curled up in the round feathers, rubbing against each other lightly.This brings a sense of realism to DouDou.He jumped stiffly off the ranger's shoulders.

Snow piled up on the brim of the hard-working ranger's hat.He was still recording tirelessly despite the wind and snow, as if he hadn't noticed the changes around him at all.The notebook has unconsciously turned to the last page.

Seeing this, DouDou no longer pays attention to him, and turns around to fly to the place where Mr. Shark Fin is lying down.The pile of withered grass has long been buried by ice and snow, without any trace.It took a lot of effort to go around, using both beaks and claws, and finally dug out the frozen Mr. Shark Fin.

Fortunately, although the ice and snow in the dream were biting but tolerable, they would not cause fatal damage to them.

Mr. Shark Fin recovered not long after he was "unearthed", and began to spit snow water out.

"What's going on here?" He yelled strangely, "Can't you help falling asleep and dreaming again?"

DouDou flickered to avoid Mr. Shark Fin's questioning.It was true that he fell asleep, but he himself didn't know whether all this was caused by the confusion caused by the second dream.After all, he is just a sleep aid anchor who has become a monk halfway through. Not only has a lot of theoretical knowledge not entered his brain, but he has never entered his eyes.

Just then, the ranger finally moved.He staggered to his feet and patted the snow off his body.He looked up, revealing a weather-beaten face.

It was only then that DouDou found out in astonishment that the originally tall, strong and straightforward middle-aged man had gray hair at some point, even though he tried his best to straighten his body, his back was still slightly bent.

"It's about time."

The ranger, who was no longer in his prime, laughed hoarsely, and his tone was as bright and brisk as ever.

"It's time to go to patrol the mountains."

The forest ranger tore off the cotton cap and shook it off a few times, and naturally shouted at them, "Little guy, do you want to go and see with me? I'll give you a ride."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, not caring at all whether his invitation was accepted or not.

DouDou and Mr. Shark Fin looked at each other and followed tacitly.

The mountain road that was completely frozen was not easy to walk, the snow covered the knees, and almost every step was difficult to paddle in the snow.The sky is cold, the north wind is harsh, and the snow is falling. There is only a black figure walking against the wind silently in the vast expanse.

Mr. Shark Fin was blown by the wind and his feathers were blown to pieces. He had long since ignored his grudge against humans, and nestled obediently in the thick creases of the forest ranger's wool collar with Dou Dou and the little tit.There is not enough space, and along the way, the forest rangers picked up two stupid squirrels that had somehow been buried in the snow and stuffed them into the pile of collars.Mr. Shark Fin was squeezed so hard that he almost lost his breath, and the agreed ride was delayed.

"Hey, do you little ones know?"

The forest ranger laughed loudly in front.

It's not smart to speak into the wind and snow, but the ranger somehow doesn't mind.He is extremely excited today, and his wrinkled old face is also glowing red.

"It's New Year's Eve today! It stands to reason that we have to eat dumplings. But there's nothing left in the world of ice and snow. After a while, I'll let you eat dry food with me when we get to the place."

The sound was transmitted to the ears of the little owls through the vibration of the chest cavity, which made a group of little guys feel numb all over.

Doudou was very surprised when he heard the words, today is actually New Year's Eve.It had been a long time since he had felt the atmosphere of the Spring Festival for humans.

"What is New Year's Eve?"

Mr. Shark Fin's voice came to ask, his tone sounded a bit casual.

"Did you say dumplings? Dumplings are a kind of food. Whether the dumplings are good or not depends mainly on the fillings. Of course, there are places where you don't eat dumplings, but you usually eat meat, a lot of meat, big fish and big meat..."

Go around and lick your lips.

The author has something to say:

(Let’s ask Teacher Maomao to explain the festival customs of the ancient earth period to the interstellar orcs, everyone chirp chirp)

Doudou: The custom is very simple, for example, we eat rice dumplings miamiamia on May Day, we eat miamiamia on July Festival, we eat moon cake miamiamia on August Festival, we eat crab miamiamia on September Festival...

Orc: what is miamiamia?Is it a mysterious incantation from the ancient earth period, the kind that must be recited every Chinese New Year?