"Bang"

"Mother, mother, mother"

"Woooooooooooo..."

As they were approaching Yanbe, an old woman from Mabe fell down.

A little girl came forward and screamed miserably, but she couldn't wake up her mother who usually loved her, and she burst into tears. This was not the first time that this happened. On the way, some elderly and infirm people

Unable to withstand the fatigue of the long journey and the sudden change of weather, he fell down and never got up again.

The team on the way didn't have time to deal with it, so they wrapped the body in something and took it with them on the road, waiting to return to Yanbu.

Hearing the sad cries, Gongliang sighed helplessly, but he didn't expect that someone would fall down when he was almost there.

Natural selection and the jungle law of survival of the fittest are so cruel and helpless.

When the people in Yanbe and Mabe heard the crying, they felt sad and wondered how many times this was happening.

But life must go on. After sighing, they packed up their mood and continued on their way.

On the twenty-third day after leaving Mabe, people from the two tribes rushed to Yanbe. The extremely cold weather finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and it started to snow lightly.

"Is this snow?" A Yan tribe warrior next to Gong Liang looked curiously at the falling snowflakes from the sky. He couldn't help but open his mouth to catch it, chewed it a few times, and spit it out suddenly, "Bah, why does it have no taste?"

Gongliang smashed his mouth and was speechless. This thing is neither salt nor sugar, how could it have taste?

When Yuan Gungun saw someone eating snow, he stupidly stuck out his tongue and licked the snowflakes falling on the ground. He didn't know what he was licking, and suddenly started to slurp wildly. That stupid look was so cute. Gongliang looked at the snowflakes he had licked.

The place is very good. There are a bunch of dumplings that I don’t know what they are. They are dark and very authentic.

Dan looked at the falling snowflakes in the sky, looked at the haggard-looking team who had traveled a long distance, and said to Erbo next to him: "You just stay in Yanbu first! We will wait until we get through the winter to talk about the rest."

Erbo looked at the flying snowflakes and sighed helplessly: "This is the only way."

The warriors of Yanbu who were guarding the gate of the village stood on the wall and saw the returning warriors of Yanbu from a distance. They immediately blew their horns. The people of Yanbu immediately rushed out to see the girl brought back by the warriors of Yanbu, only to find that they were far away.

A long queue stretched out everywhere, and it seemed that it wasn't just Mabe girls.

But it is always a happy thing for a warrior to come back safe and sound. The Yanbu people greeted him warmly. For a while, there was laughter and laughter, and the scene was boiling.

After returning to the tribe, someone naturally arranged for the Mabe people to settle down. Gongliang returned the things he was carrying to the girl and walked back.

This time I walked all the way back and ate at a barbecue. The steel helmet I wore was completely useless. Even the marinated fish meal from the stream that was seasoned during the barbecue was very little. After all, there were so many people eating together, and he was the only one.

The seasoning was inappropriate. So when he got home, he cleaned the pot, cut a large piece of one-horned python meat from the fruit space, and cooked it in it, ready to reward himself.

Fortunately, there was still some meat in the space, otherwise he would have had to eat the pickled and dried meat of ferocious beasts to survive.

Yuan Gungun was also terribly tired. When he got home, he lay down on his soft animal skin nest and didn't want to get up.

After the two of them had finished their meal, they each went back to their own homes to sleep.

Early the next morning, Gongliang was awakened by the sound of banging something.

"It's so noisy."

Gongliang got up irritably and simply got up to wash up. As soon as he came out of the bedroom, he saw Xiao Xiaoshi playing with Yuan Gungun outside. It was better to say that he was playing with it, but it was better to say that the little guy was teasing Yuan Gungun with his own things. But Yuan Gungun didn't dislike him at all.

Lying in his nest with squinted eyes.

"Xiao Xiaoshi, did your brother go hunting?" Gongliang asked while washing his face.

Xiao Xiaoshi touched the silky fur on Yuan Gungun's body and replied: "I'm going. Brother Aliang, can you let Yuan Gungun follow me to see people building a house? There are many children over there, and I want to play."

"I can't help you with this. You have to make Yuan Gungun agree to go with you."

"It agreed, Yuan Gungun, do you think so?" Xiao Xiaoshi said quickly.

I don’t like playing with a little brat like you? Yuan Gungun glanced at him, ignored him, stood up and ran to Gong Liang’s side and rubbed him to please him.

After washing up, Gongliang went to the kitchen and cut a large piece of one-horned python meat from the fruit space to cook. At the same time, he took out the golden-winged Dapeng carved egg that was placed inside. I don’t know if it was because there was no temperature inside.

, the egg never hatched.

Xiao Xiaoshi chased Yuan Gungun to the kitchen, and when he saw the golden-winged roc carved egg, his eyes widened, "Brother A Liang, where did you get this egg? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Gongliang didn't expect this little guy to run in. He didn't have time to hide it and said quickly: "It's already here, how could you not have seen it?"

"No, I come to your house every day and never see it." Xiao Xiaoshi said seriously.

This little guy comes to his house every day, so he is probably more familiar with the things at home than he is.

Gong Liang said quickly: "I hid it and just took it out. Aren't you going to take Yuan Gun Gun to play? Then go quickly, otherwise the children will disperse." In order to prevent the little guy from asking questions again, Gong Liang had to sacrifice himself.

Round and round.

Yuan Gungun doesn't want to play with Xiao Xiaoshi at all.

Because these little guys kept touching him, and some even drooled on him, which was really scary.

However, under Gongliang's close gaze, it had no choice but to reluctantly agree. However, it was also weird. After taking the little guy for a circle, it took the opportunity to run back, and just happened to enjoy a delicious breakfast with Gongliang.

While eating the python meat porridge that was cooked like a paste, Gongliang thought about what he would do today.

The only food left at home was some pickled beast meat and some pickled vegetables, none of which were fresh at all.

Although there is still some python meat in the space, you can't run inside to get it every time you eat. What if someone discovers it? It seems that I have to go back after hunting a few ferocious beasts and take a look at the species by the waterfall.

What happened to the mountain garlic and mountain ginger and all those things?

After making up his mind, Gongliang carried the giant bones and a big basket on his back and walked out after eating.

The round butt was following behind, and the fat butt was twisting and turning as it walked, which was very funny.

When it walked out of the village gate, it suddenly felt something. When it turned around, it saw Xiao Xiaoshi running towards home with a bunch of little kids. It quickly ran out of the tribe.

The light snow in the sky has been falling non-stop, and has already covered the ground with a layer of white hair. Most of the grass on the roadside has been killed by frostbite, and the leaves on the giant shrubs and trees are no longer as green and lush as before. Now they are bald, leaving only dry leaves.

Baba's branches welcome the arrival of snowflakes.

Gongliang has always believed that colors should be distinct throughout the year.

For example, in spring, new buds must bloom to have the feeling of spring; in summer, it must be hot to enjoy the graceful figures of beauties on the beach; in autumn, it must be cold and windy to appreciate the colorful scene of the earth;

For example, in winter, when snowflakes are flying, you can build snowmen, play sledding, and dance on the glacial river.

However, he only likes spring.

To be precise, he doesn't like spring, but the colors of spring.

In his previous life, he was from Fujian. It rained heavily in spring in Fujian, for several days, a week or even a month at a time. The house was extremely humid, the air was not fresh, and everything grew hairy. In summer, it was extremely hot, and there was a feeling of discomfort when walking on the road.

The feeling of being breathless; autumn is cooler, but winter is extremely cold. Even if you are covered with a thick quilt, you can feel the chill that pierces your bones. Therefore, he likes autumn more, neither cold nor cold.
Chapter completed!