In the morning, they ate food with Fu Jiang and left.
It's not far from Tongshan, and you can get there today if you go down there, so after having dinner in the morning, senior brother and the others started to pack up their things, hitched up the sledge, and headed towards Tongshan.
Fu led them forward with his senior brother and others. Xiao Fu followed him for a short distance, turned to look at the wolves waiting for him not far away, and after walking a few steps forward, he finally stopped.
"Woo~"
After walking a few steps forward, Fu Jiang discovered the lagging child. He turned around and looked at Xiao Fu's whining, hoping that the child, who had been lost for several years and had finally returned, should follow them and not get lost.
The other dogs also stopped and looked at Xiao Fu along with Fu Jiang, expecting him to catch up and move forward with them.
Xiaofu hesitated for a while, then quickly ran towards Fujiang, and he and Fujiang sniffed each other, opened their mouths and bit each other lightly.
"Ouch~ow~"
The wolves behind them howled and slowly came towards Xiaofu.
General Fu turned around and led the rest of the dogs towards the senior brother and others who had already walked some distance away. After walking a few steps forward, Xiao Fu turned around to look at the following wolves, and finally stopped again.
He stopped walking and stood there watching the blessings gradually move them away.
During this period, Fu Jiang stopped and turned around and called to Xiao Fu several times. Xiao Fu anxiously circled in circles, but in the end he did not follow his mother, but stayed with the wolves.
"Ouch~"
Heavy snow covers the fields, and coldness and loneliness fill the world.
Looking at the senior brother, the others, and General Fu who were drifting away, Xiao Fu raised his head and howled. His voice was less powerful than before and more sad and melancholy, like a child who had no choice but to leave home and bid farewell to his relatives in tears.
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The cold wind blew up, blowing the snow foam and stirring the wolves' hair, creating a swirl.
In the cold wind, wolves howled one after another for a long time.
The eldest brother and others disappeared, and the faint echoing wolf howl from the invisible place also disappeared. The world suddenly became silent, and there was only the mournful cry of the cold wind passing through the treetops.
Xiao Fu, who had his mouth closed, led the wolves and stood here without moving, quietly watching the direction in which Fu led them away.
After a long time, it finally took steps towards the north. This time, it did not look back.
The wolves followed their king, slowly turning into a group of small black dots, and finally disappeared, leaving a row of plum blossoms in the snow.
As the cold wind howled and the heavy snow fell again, these plum blossoms gradually disappeared, and in the end they were no different from the surrounding ones.
There is a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth, and it is so clean under the heavy snow...
that's a
A place where the wind and butterflies roam freely
behind the dream
The faint fragrance of gardenia drifts
that's a
A village where birds and hearts sing together
The river flows quietly
The earth is filled with sunset
Walk through those
The years of roughness and delicacy
The fingers of the four seasons
Lead me to traceless growth
never look back
The ignorant arrogance and gentle strength of youth
never forget
The blue sadness outside the fence
More than ten days later, there was movement from the west, and a team appeared in the white snow.
It was the senior brother and others who had returned from mining.
The first ones walking in the front were the eldest brother and Uncle Lu, the leader of the herd.
On the sledge pulled behind Mr. Lu, there was a basket of copper ore, which was not too heavy, weighing about seventy or eighty kilograms.
Even though it only weighs 70 to 80 pounds, it is actually not much lighter to pull than the deer behind that pull a lot, and it is even more strenuous than the other deer.
Because it was the first time for it to walk, the snow on the road was relatively loose. Although the deer behind it were pulling more, the snow had been gradually compacted, and the sledge no longer sank, and the resistance was small, so it was easier.
When walking here, the senior brother looked around, hoping to see Xiaofu's figure again. As a result, there was only snow, dead trees and grass around, and there was no trace of Xiaofu or the wolves.
"Woo~"
Fu Jiang raised his head and shouted, and the sound spread far in the open space, but there was no wolf howling to echo it...
Han Cheng only found out about Xiaofu after the people who went to Tongshan to mine stone returned.
For a moment, I didn’t know what it was like.
There is some relief, after all, the guy who was so mischievous that he was stung by bees did not die after missing for so many years, but is living well outside.
And also became the leader of a wolf pack.
There is also sadness. As the number of things we experience increases, some things will never come back. Just like people, dogs appear again after being lost.
But no matter what, the joy in my heart still outweighs other ingredients.
It doesn't matter whether he comes back or not, as long as he knows that Xiaofu is still alive and doing well.
In fact, this is okay. If Xiaofu really leads the wolves back, it will be difficult for the tribe.
Because the tribe currently has enough dogs, if we add a group like this, not to mention the rest, it will be a huge consumption just for food.
Moreover, the wolves led by Xiaofu are different from the lucky generals of the tribe. These are purely wild and wild and untamable. If they are allowed to live in the tribe, they will not feel safe at all, and they may cause a lot of trouble.
If the wolves brought back by Xiaofu were shot and eaten, I would feel uncomfortable.
So for Han Cheng and the entire Qingque tribe, the current situation is actually very good.
The heavy snow covering the ground and the cold weather in winter cannot dampen the enthusiasm of the people of the Qingque tribe to smelt bronze and cast utensils.
With the two ores in place and some preliminary work done, the three furnaces at the quarry started working one after another.
When heavy snow falls, there is no need to do any work in the fields. It is the most idle time of the year for the entire tribe.
So there are enough manpower to do this work.
The quarry was busy for a while, with people smashing ore, screening ore, burning charcoal, turning around...a series of things were going on in an orderly manner.
As bursts of white smoke rose, the ores transported back from afar flowed into the clay molds after passing through the flames, and became solid and sharp tools...
In front of Han Cheng, some long bronze utensils were made at this time. These bronze utensils were twenty centimeters long, five centimeters wide and two centimeters thick.
There is a hole in the upper part for installing a wooden handle, and the lower part is relatively thin compared to the upper part.
This thing is a bronze hoe. In addition to the bronze sickle, it is the second type of agricultural tool made by the Qingque tribe.
