Dragon's pet cub

The little golden bird likes Tangtang very much, and will fly over to stick with him whenever he is free.

Of course, it will not miss Tangtang's grilled fish.

The fish was skewered on the branch, and after it was grilled, Tangtang kindly helped him put the fish on a big clean leaf.

The little golden bird chirped, lowered its head and happily took a bite of the fish.

Then, with a jolt, the whole bird was off.It turns out that fish is so unpalatable?

It took two steps back silently, looking at the fish as if it was looking at something terrible.

It turned its head and observed Tangtang quietly, hesitating whether to throw away the fish when he was not paying attention, as if he had eaten it all.

Unexpectedly, Tangtang's reaction was even greater than his, and he vomited directly.

Tangtang wrinkled her small face, tears were stimulated, her eyes were filled with tears, she couldn't believe it and felt sad, "Why, why is it so unpalatable? Huh..."

He cried miserably and suffered a lot of blows.

The dragons looked at him like that, felt a little distressed, and couldn't help but want to laugh, but they couldn't really laugh. They could only pinch their thighs and try to hold back to comfort the cub.

"It's the first time cooking, some mistakes are normal, Tangtang can do this, it's already great."

Tangtang wiped her eyes, and Xiaonai's voice rustled, "...Really?"

"of course."

Long's parents vowed firmly, with a firm tone.It would have been more convincing if they hadn't been so vicious about the grilled fish.

A teardrop rolled from the corner of Tangtang's eye, and she looked at Xavier eagerly, "Dad?"

Sharp took the opportunity to get revenge, picked up a big grilled fish and stuffed it into Xavier's mouth, "Of course your father thinks so too, his grilled meat is worse than this, so how can you dislike anything."

Blackfaced, Xavier immediately took the fish out of his mouth and threw a fireball that set Sharpe's hair and clothing on fire.Sharp panicked and patted out the fire.

Tangtang shook her head, and said bitterly, "No, my cooking is much worse than Dad's."

Xavier put his hand on top of his head and stroked it, reassuringly.He didn't praise blindly, but said flatly: "You are only so old, it's normal that you can't cook well, and you'll get better with more practice in the future."

There is no ups and downs in the tone, but it sounds very convincing.

Tangtang was comforted, the corners of her mouth curled up, she nodded with a smile, "Okay~"

The atmosphere became warm and beautiful again.

After a few seconds, Tangtang suddenly thought of something, and frankly broke it with one sentence.

"But Dad is so old, the food is still unpalatable. I am Dad's child, can I really become delicious?"

Tangtang was seriously puzzled and worried, but the Long parents who were present couldn't help but burst out laughing when they heard this.

Worthy of being a cub, he is precise and heart-piercing. It's really cool to see Xavier deflated, hahaha.

Xavier stiffened and choked again.

How could he have forgotten that his wronged son was too cute when he was cute, but sometimes he was unexpectedly good at irritating people.

The grilled fish tasted terrible, of course not edible.Later, the parents of the dragons went hunting, and everyone sat around and ate their fill.

Tangtang held Rourou, eating happily and satisfactorily, shaking her fat short legs, and said, "It's like we're camping like this~"

Huang Yang taught him this word.Although there are activities similar to camping in this world, they are not for entertainment and leisure.After Tangtang heard about it, he told Xavier, and he got the corresponding items directly according to the description.Although in the Dragon Clan, these are extremely luxurious.

The tent is only qualified to be used by the royal family, and the metal support pole is a rare item that is hard to find, and it is not small in size and covers a wide area, just like a small moving castle.

Speaking of camping, Long's parents really set up a tent and stayed with Tangtang to spend the night in the forest.

Tangtang got into the tent, rolling with excitement and laughing constantly.

He was so energetic that he didn’t need to sleep, hugged his father, and whispered for a long time, talking about everything, such as east, west, north, sun, stars, ants and mushrooms, and the topics jumped so fast that Xavier often couldn’t keep up with his brain circuit.

His little figure waving his hands and feet was projected onto the tent cloth under the light of the ball of light, as cute as a painting.

The night passed quietly, and the sky glowed white.

Although reluctant, the Long parents should leave.Having them around is not conducive to Tangtang's experience.

Seeing Tangtang's chubby face, Greg touched it, and even couldn't help it, thinking that it would be better to bring Zai Zai back to Longshan, and let him experience it in two years.

However, as soon as the words came to his lips, he was interrupted by Tangtang.

Tangtang yawned, rubbed her eyes, and said softly, "Are you leaving?"

Peggy hugged him, her voice was very gentle, "Yeah, is Tangtang reluctant to part with us?"

Tangtang nodded and admitted frankly.

But then, he said seriously: "However, I want to practice and become stronger. I am a big kid, so don't worry about me. I will become very powerful, and I will protect Dad and all the dragons in the future~ "

Parent Long opened his mouth, then smiled, feeling a little sour again.

Feeling less than a cub.

How can Tangtang be so obedient?

In the end, Xavier and the other dragons still left, and Tangtang waved her fleshy little arms vigorously to say goodbye to them.

They looked back several times, and couldn't help thinking that it would be a big deal to come back and follow secretly later.

In the past, when the dragon cubs went out for training, many parents secretly followed them because they were worried.Ellen Mia was the same back then, but they didn't find out.

They will be more careful in the future and will not show their faces.

Not long after Xavier waited for the dragon to leave, the little golden bird also came close to Tangtang's face to stick a sticker, chirped a few times, and said that he had something to do and had to go.

Tangtang tilted her head and stroked its feathers.

He knew that the little golden bird would not be with him all the time, it also had its own life.

At the very beginning, Tangtang felt the taste of parting, and was very sad, buried in her father's arms and cried for a long time.But Xavier reassured him well, letting him know that this is a very common thing, and the momentary separation is not forever.

They will always meet again, and at that time, they can play happily together again.

Tangtang also waved her little paws, saying goodbye to the little golden bird.

That way, he was the only one left.

Tangtang clenched his fists, his round eyes blazed with blood, full of vigor and majesty.

He wants to experience and become stronger.

Tangtang gripped the straps of the small backpack, stepped forward with her short legs, and set off again.

5 minute later.

His pace slowed down, his eyes were half-closed, his tail drooped, and he moved slowly, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any moment.

He is so sleepy.

I was so excited and talked a lot last night that I didn't get enough sleep.

Tangtang's head was bit by bit, thinking in a daze - to become stronger, let's start tomorrow.

He climbed up a big rock, lay down directly, and spread out into a dragon pancake.

Fell asleep in a second.

Later, because he slept so deeply and soundly, the corners of his mouth even leaked a gleam, baji baji, and he didn't know what delicious dream he was having.

The sun gradually moves overhead from the east, and then to the west.

Tangtang is still sleeping and has no intention of waking up.

Until, the tail flicked suddenly, slapped him, and woke him up forcefully.

Tangtang looked bewildered.

who I am?where am I?Who hit me?

He stared blankly at the sky, still in a daze, woke up but not fully awake.The disobedient tail took the opportunity to make trouble again, and flicked it again, but this time it was not him, but the boulder he was lying on.

As a result, the stone actually made a sound.

"Ouch--"

Tangtang was taken aback, and immediately jumped up, her small eyes looked around vigilantly, "...Who?!"

"Don't—don't step on—my—old waist—will—break—"

This slow voice, in the middle of speaking, Tangtang has already circled the stone twice to check.Only then did he discover that this rock was actually a big turtle lying on its stomach, and he had been sleeping on the shell just now.

Tangtang felt that it was very fresh. Although he had heard of it before, this was the first time he had seen it.He couldn't help lying on the turtle shell, humming and crawling forward, looking down, looking closely, and curiously asked: "Are you a turtle? How old are you? Why are you lying here? Not moving? Won't it be boring? Why don't you talk?"

Question after question, very fast, almost without pause.

But the old tortoise answered, still very slowly, with an old and kind voice, "I—is—, how old—ah, I—remember—unclear——sleeping on my stomach --not boring--"

While waiting for his answer, Tangtang accidentally closed her eyes and fell asleep.The voice was too slow and very hypnotic.

After the old tortoise finished speaking, he didn't get angry when he found out. He probably got used to it long ago.He was in a good mood, and slowly closed his eyes, sighing: "Sleep-sleep-good-ah."

Not long after, Tangtang woke up again, opened her eyes and trembled, "Is it finished?"

He patted the tortoise's shell again, and asked again: "Why-why-you-speak-then-how-slow-ah."

After listening too much, Tangtang learned subconsciously, and also became slow, deliberately elongating her voice.

The old tortoise laughed twice slowly, and said unhurriedly: "Slow-slow-speak-no-ok-?"

Tangtang tilted her head and thought about it for two seconds, there was really nothing wrong with it, it was easy to fall asleep while talking.

He asked many more questions, and the old tortoise finished answering them one by one. The sun had already set from overhead to the west and down the mountain.The afterglow of the setting sun fell gently on them.

Tangtang's stomach growled and he was already very hungry.He decided to bring back more prey and share it with the tortoise. The tortoise was so slow, the prey he was looking for might have given birth, and he hadn't walked over yet.

Because I asked about it, I know that tortoises are not picky eaters, they will eat anything, and they have a long lifespan.

Tangtang thought, let's cook barbecue, it's easier than grilling fish.Dad said the more you practice, the better your cooking skills will be.He can make it a few more times while practicing, and make delicious food for his father in the future.

If Xavier knew about this filial piety, he would definitely be "moved" to tears.

Tangtang is a persevering cub. He brought back a sheep and roasted it on the fire. He couldn't wait to breathe out some dragon's breath to increase the heat.Looks pretty decent.

The old tortoise didn't know it, smelled the fragrance of meat slowly wafting in, and thought that he could have a full meal without moving. He was really lucky to meet such a good kid today.He used to be too lazy to move, he ate whatever he had, and went to bed when he was hungry. The last meal he ate was a few years ago, and he didn't even remember it.

When the roasted whole lamb was almost ready, Tangtang immediately tore off a big leg of lamb and handed it to Grandpa Turtle.

The golden butter is bright, the outer skin is browned and crispy, and it exudes a strong fragrance.

Looking at the tortoise, he could imagine how the mutton was crispy, tender, fat but not greasy, crispy and delicious.

Tangtang held her paws in her mouth and looked at him expectantly.

The old tortoise moved the leg of lamb to its mouth very slowly, and took another bite very slowly.His eyes, which had been half-closed, slowly widened rarely.

Tangtang asked eagerly, "Is it delicious? Is it delicious?"

The old turtle opened his mouth: "Okay——"

Tangtang jumped up in surprise in an instant, and cheered: "Great! I made it this time. It is exactly the same as Tom's roast lamb. It must be delicious! Am I a genius? I made it just the second time! I'm going to pick it now." Some fruit can relieve the tiredness!"

As he said that, he turned around and ran away.

It wasn't until the little figure was gone that the old tortoise spoke slowly.

"It's hard-to-eat-, I-live-so-long-have-never-have-so-yue-unpalatable-meat, this-yue-more ——Suitable—yue—poison—ah.”

The old tortoise lowered his head heavily and sighed slowly, feeling that he might not live long.

It's going to die anyway.

Still, go to sleep first.