The snow fell much earlier this year than in previous years.
If in the past, the heavy snow had fallen early, Wu and his senior brother would have frowned and sighed.
Because the earlier the snow falls, it means that the tribe has less time to store food. Not only that, but also loses a period of food. Over time, the food lost can be There are just too many.
But this year was completely different. The arrival of heavy snow did not cause panic among the tribes because they had enough food and firewood for heating.
Although the caves in the tribe are full of the smell of salted fish...
However, except for Han Cheng, the Son of God, who was a little disgusted by the taste, no one else disliked it. There were even many people who thought it was so delicious that they took a few deep breaths when it was okay.
The sky was covered with dense clouds, the light was dim, snowflakes fell, and the entire ground changed from the original yellow or other colors to a pure white.
Withered grass, soil, branches, stones, including the rapeseed that had sprouted long ago and is now lush green, are gradually covered by this cold whiteness.
When the snow falls, the happiest people are the children in the tribe. These guys are at an active age, and they all go crazy when they see the snow.
Cheering, jumping for joy, and running in the snow, they expressed their welcome to the arrival of the heavy snow in their own unique way.
When Shitou stuffed a handful of white and crystal snow into Chen's neck, Chen shivered a few times as he shrank his neck, and a chase battle began with snow as a weapon.
At the beginning, it was just Chen and Shitou chasing each other, but not long after, more children joined them.
The war also included a duel between Chen and Shitou, which turned into a large-scale melee.
It is of great benefit to the children of the tribe to do more things like snowball fights, which can train their running, dodging, jumping, throwing and other skills.
Of course, there is also the spirit of unity and cooperation.
Han Cheng disdained to participate in snowball fights. He preferred to stand quietly outside the entrance of the tribe's cave, watching the snowflakes flying in the sky, looking at the snow-covered area, and listening to the rustling sound of snowflakes falling to the ground.
Of course, he had never had such an elegant temperament before. Ever since he enthusiastically participated in a snowball fight, before he could show off his skills, he was greeted enthusiastically with snow by these little bastards in the tribe who were extremely 'cooperative and cooperative'. After having sex once, his taste became more 'elegant'.
Fu Jiang was also very excited, jumping up and down and driving these children to have fun in the snow. It seemed that he was even 'crazier' than these children.
Fu Jiang is fully grown, standing over half a meter tall and even taller when crouching down.
After Han Cheng's careful training, this guy has an increasing tendency to evolve into the second-level mythical beast Erha. Not to mention other things, just having fun in the snow is enough to rival Erha.
Of course, not everyone likes snowball fights.
When Han Shenzi, who would be 'bullied' by naughty children during snowball fights, made two erha with snow at the entrance of the tribe's cave with his red hands, building snowmen became popular in the tribe.
However, the boys did not maintain their enthusiasm for this matter for a few days. Firstly, they were used to being careless, and the things they piled up were strange, and they were often laughed at by the girls. Secondly, they felt that it would be too far to do this. It's not as fun as a snowball fight.
The girls were very curious about building things out of snow and maintained enough enthusiasm, especially the sisters Xiaomei and Xiaoli, who enjoyed it even more, even if their hands were red from the cold.
Not willing to stop.
In previous years, they didn't dare to play like this, but this year it was different. Three thick and strong walls gave them enough safe space, and they could play as much as they wanted in this open space.
Not to mention that during the day, behind the three walls, there was always a person standing guard for them.
Standing guard outside on a snowy day is a very hard job, even if they are wrapped in animal skins, wearing "big ear" hats made of animal skins on their heads, gloves on their hands, and socks on their feet, standing in the wind
Standing in the snow for a long time will become unbearable, so Han Chenggong asked three groups of people to replace him.
Moreover, those on guard can drink a large bowl of bone soup cooked with bones before leaving and after returning.
Wu was wrapped in thick fur, and while he was warming himself by the fire, he looked through the hole at the children playing in the snow outside, with a smile on his face.
Such a worry-free life was something he had never dreamed of before.
Son of God!
All these changes come from the Son of God!
It was the arrival of the Son of God that allowed the tribe to live such a happy life now.
Wu looked at Han Cheng who was stretching out his hand to play with General Fu, and his heart was full of respect and happiness.
Of course he respected the Son of God.
Fortunately and very fortunately, if I had not made the decision to bring the Son of God back, their Qingque tribe would still be living in dire straits. The current life, let alone living it up, would not even miss him.
Dare to think,
Because of his comfortable mood and the appearance of boiled meat, Wu was in better spirits than a year ago. It could be said that he was getting younger and younger.
However, when he thought about the tribe that had conflicts with them and sent people to spy on them, a hint of gloom arose in Wu's heart.
If this thing didn't interfere, my current life would be so comfortable.
But life is like this. There are rarely perfect times. There is a trace of worry mixed with joy, and joy is mixed with worry.
One thing is nested within another thing, and what these layers of things are composed of are days.
Although this matter is a haze, the witches are not overly worried because they have made sufficient preparations. It is not easy for them to harm their tribe when there are courtyard walls and dedicated people watching.
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And now the snow is falling again. In such a freezing day, there is no blood feud between my tribe and theirs that cannot be resolved.
Even if they had plans to sneak attack on their own tribe, they probably would not come during such a season. After all, it would be too dangerous to be outside for a long time in such a season.
Just because of this conflict, they can't do this.
Han Cheng basically goes to Yanshan every three days. Every time he goes there, he is not empty-handed. In addition to breaking open the ice to bring delicious salt water to the herd of deer, he also carries a bundle of dried grass every time.
Uncle Lu was very satisfied with this.
Of course, every time Han Cheng went there, he was never alone. In addition to his senior brother, Tietou and other seven or eight people, there was also this guy named Fu Jiang.
