After they finished eating, Jin Meiyan took the initiative to carry the lunchbox to the stream to wash it.
Lin Chen wasn't idle either. He held the little wolf cub and stood guard near her, picking some tough weeds from the forest floor. He planned to weave a small grass pouch for the little guy to lie in, which would save him the trouble of always carrying it.
It might not look big, but his arms would get sore from holding it for too long. Besides, having your hands tied up was the last thing you wanted when you were active in the wild.
Most importantly, the little guy could only drink liquids and water for now. It peed all day long, so holding it in his arms was too risky.
Once Jin Meiyan had finished washing the lunchbox, Lin Chen started teaching her how to weave baskets from the weeds.
"Back in the countryside, you'd often see things made from grass ropes. I never thought I'd get the chance to make one myself. This is way more interesting than working a job!"
