The little boy who was responsible for licking the firewood was drooling. He didn't care if the fish was cooked or not, and from time to time, he would tear off a small piece from the steel fork and put it into his two mouths.
The two of them cooperated well, and it didn't take long for them to cook a big fish.
The belly of the big fish was the fattest part with oil. The big Bear handed it to the little boy, while he held the pieces of fish at the head and the bottom and ate them happily.
The little boy looked at the piece of fish in his hand, then looked at the big Bear, and resolutely stuffed one of the pieces of fish into the big bear's hand.
The big Bear laughed and did not refuse. It picked up the piece of fish and tore it into a bite, chewing until the juice splashed everywhere.
The little boy smiled in satisfaction, then took his own portion and began to eat with a face of enjoyment.
