"By the way, why didn't you see your mother?" Bai Qingqing first thought that Parker's mother would not be so headstrong. She looked around casually and was not picked up, but didn't find her.

"Of course, the Royal females don't have to line up. It's so good that they don't have to see the annoying people." Parker stroked Bai Qingqing's back and said proudly, "I must defeat my father and become the new king of leopards, so that you can stay at home comfortably."

Bai Qingqing smiled encouragingly, but Parker was too stressed. He said, "it's good to have seed hair. We're good now."

Finally, it was their turn to chat, and the ape and beast head that sent the seeds didn't lift, scooping a bowl full of stones.

Parker put Bai Qingqing down, took the tail bag from his waist, and caught the seeds one by one.

"Thank you." Said Bai Qingqing.

When the ape and beast looked up, they saw that it was Bai Qingqing and said, "wait a minute."

"Well?" Parker padded the bag and happily tied it to his waist.

"The ape said:" the one who gave birth to a baby the year before can get an extra bowl of grain

"Really?" Bai Qingjing was surprised, and in her heart, she said, "do all the animals know that she is born?"

However, there are only a few hundred females in beast city. Apart from the small ones and the old ones, the number is even less. Female only hair once a year - love, pregnancy rate is low, a litter should be regarded as small news.

Parker was also overjoyed. He quickly pulled the bag down and opened it for loading.

The ape turned around and scooped a spoon of brown grain from another small bag. The surface was smooth and apparently peeled off.

"Wild millet." Parker said, putting away the bag and ready to hold it in his hand.

Bai Qingqing's eyes are bright, and he lies in a trough of wheat! Why don't we have wheat? Dry land can be planted. It should be much better than rice?

After Parker took the wheat, Bai Qingqing asked, "why is there no race for wheat?"

"You haven't eaten it?" Parker asked, holding the grain in his hand. "Although the grain looks like rice, it's not delicious."

"Yes." Bai Qingqing twists several grains of millet and looks at them. It's wheat. Is it barley?

highland barley white Qing Qing has not seen, only knows that is similar to the wheat length, but this grain she feels exactly like the wheat.

"It's rare to eat you." Parker said that Qingqing was also very easy to raise. He was more casual than his mother. "My mother sprinkled these grains on the ground and grew them freely. When they are mature, they will be pecked by birds. When I was a child, I liked to catch birds in the yard."

The two walked side by side toward the open place. Bai Qingqing listened with interest and imagined the picture of the little leopard full of sparrows in the yard. He couldn't help laughing.

"Then how does your mother make wild millet? By the way, how do all the females here eat rice? " Asked Bai Qingqing.

"Drink the water in a stone pot," Parker said. "It tastes like rice. It tastes like medicine."

"Well No wonder you feel bad. Don't you have another way to eat? " The wheat should be ground into flour. The noodles are so delicious!

Bai Qingqing found out how luxurious she was today. Compared with everyone, she was a little spiteful. It's hard for Parker and Vincent to see that every meal of rice she eats doesn't show any color.

Parker: "how else can I eat? It seems that herbivores like to eat raw, so do you? "

"No." The smile on Bai Qingqing's face grew bigger and bigger. He shook Parker's arm excitedly and said, "is wild millet good for planting?"