The story that Uncle Deer kidnapped five adult doe deer at once quickly spread among the Qingque tribe.
Everyone came over to look at the five deer who looked a little cautious and uneasy.
The atmosphere also changed from the worry and uneasiness during the darkening to extremely exciting and joyful.
Five deer, even if they don't eat meat, are still good for raking the ground and pulling columbines.
Everyone applauded Uncle Lu for his good deeds.
Uncle Deer is worthy of being a deer who has experienced big events. Faced with the flattery of many two-legged beasts, he still faces it calmly without blushing, breathless, and ruminates on his own...
That night, Han Chenggong issued an order.
Starting from the next day, the deer were no longer free-range and were instead kept in deer pens for feeding.
As the weather gets colder and colder, you never know when the first snow will fall, and it’s time to feed.
Moreover, the wilderness at this time is much more dangerous than before, and it is too dangerous for deer to wander outside.
Secondly, the five deer abducted by Mr. Deer have not yet integrated well into the herd. If we let them out at this time, there is a certain chance that they will regret their previous impulse and leave the herd to go elsewhere.
place.
If they enter the deer pen of the Qingque tribe, they are the deer of the Qingque tribe. How can Han Cheng give them a chance to regret it?
After being locked up in a deer pen like this for a winter, eating and sleeping with the deer, and having salt water and rapeseed, when spring comes, these five deer who have found a happy haven will not be able to chase them away.
What Han Cheng didn't know was that his decision caused great trouble to a tribe he had never met before.
The grassroots people who were injured all over by Fu Jiang, Wu Xiaofu and Uncle Lu, a rogue deer who likes to use its horns on the buttocks, tried their best to cut the damn deer into pieces, and then...
Eat it bit by bit.
The antlers, which they hated so much, must also be beaten and ground into sharp instruments, which could be used to carve open the bellies of those ungrateful, stupid wolves.
They were still a little awkward walking, and together with other people in the tribe, they wandered around this area all day long, and gradually expanded the scope of their search. However, they saw no sign of those damn deer for several days.
It was as if they appeared just to leave them with wounds all over their bodies.
A few grassroots people were unwilling to give up, and this search and waiting continued until the first snow fell.
The heavy snowfall means that the outside of the cave is completely unsuitable for human activities.
Even though they were somewhat unwilling, Cao Gen and others had to retreat in such weather, return to the cave to spend the unbearable winter, and gave up the matter of killing deer for revenge and eating meat.
Blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone.
This classic saying summarized by later generations was quickly realized by the grassroots.
Because of this period of competition with deer, they collected and stored less food than before.
Although they were not idle when searching for deer, they did not get as much food as when they concentrated on searching.
The old man in the tribe who often picked up some plant ash and sprinkled it on their heads when they went out was aware of such things, and warned everyone in the tribe about this matter.
But the grassroots people were so overwhelmed by the humiliation from Uncle Deer that they were eager to lead others to kill the damn deer.
The rest of the people were also excited by the number of deer described by the grassroots people.
If they work together, it won't be a problem to kill a few wolves that don't eat deer. It won't be a problem to kill those wolves and kill some deer to use as food for the winter.
The meat is much more delicious than other Bingya fruits and grass seeds that are difficult to swallow.
Who doesn’t want to eat it?
So after everyone heard the old man's warning, they didn't take it seriously. Instead, they patted their chests and reassured the old man that they would be able to hunt enough deer before the heavy snow fell. When the time comes, they would give the best deer liver to the old man.
If you eat it, the winter in the tribe will definitely be better than before.
However, the herd of deer never appeared again.
When the weather became colder and colder, and the heavy snow was about to fall, the old man spoke out again, asking everyone to stop this action and take advantage of this last opportunity to look for more grass seeds, dried fruits and other things
return.
However, her proposal was rejected again.
When they arrived here, Caogen and others were actually a little panicked. The reason why they still refused the old man's proposal was because even if they stopped hunting for deer at this time and started collecting and storing food as before, the food would still be available this winter.
Very nervous.
Compared with this, it is more cost-effective to continue looking for deer.
As long as they meet that herd of deer, their tribe's predicament will be solved in no time!
Life is actually a gamble, but some people are sure of their bets, and some people are just trying their luck.
Some people win their bets, and some people lose their bets.
Cao Gen and others undoubtedly lost completely this time.
In the winter of previous years, their tribe usually would not implement food restrictions until a long time after the heavy snow fell. This year was different. As soon as the heavy snow fell, the food restrictions had already been implemented.
Hunger spreads in the tribe and strikes the heart of everyone in the tribe.
Hunger can make people irrational. People who are extremely hungry can do anything.
The tribes that were relatively united in the past have become less united now.
The four people headed by Cao Gen also became the targets of attack by the tribe.
Everyone complained one after another, saying that if it weren't for a few grassroots people, how could they have lived in such a miserable life? How could this winter be so sad?
After this kind of complaint continued for a while, it turned into the idea that if the stored food is used up and the winter is not over, a few people will just eat grass roots.
After all, they were the ones who brought the tribe into this state...
"Wow..."
"Wow..."
The weather cleared up, and the pale sun spread down, reflecting on the snow-covered land, and its pale light dazzled people's eyes.
The entire mountain forest was reflected in the dense air-conditioning, which was as cold as an ice cave.
But no matter what, there are no clouds in the sky and the sun hangs above. No matter what the temperature is, it will always give people some psychological comfort.
Under an oak tree, several people wrapped in fur, holding wooden sticks in their hands, seemed to be struggling to push away the thick snow on the ground.
Then carefully look at the original surface, hoping to find one or two missed acorns here.
These people were just grassroots people who were planned by the tribe to kill the people who ate meat when they ran out of food.
In order to avoid being eaten, as long as the heavy snow stops and the weather clears up these days, they will walk through the thick snow in search of food.
"@#￥~!"
I was happily picking up an acorn covered with snowflakes and putting it into the grass roots wrapped in animal skin, when I heard the shouts of my companions.
