It was winter in the jungle outside the cabin. Even though it was not covered by snow, the air was cold.
However, the cabin was as warm as spring. There was a fire in the clean stove, and there was a very safe temporary stove by the window. There was a wire net on it, and half of the smoked meat that hadn't been eaten in the afternoon was hanging on the wire net. It was slowly burning and could be eaten anytime and anywhere.
However, it wasn 't very quiet in the room. Several little birds were waiting to be fed, and they stretched their necks and mouths out to be fed.
Feng Ling used a pair of tweezers to pick up the earthworms and feed them into their mouths while teasing the chicks with a smile.
Speaking of these birds, she wanted to laugh.
