I am a Primitive Man

Xiaofu left.

In the morning, they ate food with Fu and left.

It’s not far from Tongshan, and you can get there today, so after eating in the morning, the big brothers and the others began to pack up their things, put on the sledge, and head for Tongshan.

Fu Jiang and the others moved forward with the elder brother and others. Xiao Fu followed him for a short distance. He turned to look at the wolves waiting for him not far away. After walking a few steps forward, he finally stopped.

"Woo~"

After walking a few steps forward, Fu Jiang spotted the child who had fallen behind, and turned around to watch Xiao Fu whining. He wanted this child who had been lost for a few years and now finally returned to follow them and not get lost.

The rest of the dogs also stopped, looking at Xiaofu with Fu Jiang, expecting it to catch up and move forward with them.

Xiao Fu hesitated for a while, ran to Fu Jiang quickly, sniffed each other with Fu Jiang, opened his mouth and bit each other gently.

"Oh~oh~"

The wolves behind screamed, and slowly came towards Xiaofu.

Fu Jiang turned and took the rest of the dogs towards the big brother and the others, who had already walked a certain distance. After Xiao Fu walked a few steps forward, he turned to look at the wolves that followed, and finally stopped again. After stepping forward, I stood there and watched Fu gradually move them away.

During this period, Fu Jiang stopped, turned his head and yelled at Xiao Fu several times. Xiao Fu hurried around in circles, but after all he did not follow his mother anymore, but stayed beside the wolves.

"Wow~"

The vast snow covered the wild, cold and loneliness flooded the world.

Looking at the elder brothers and others who are drifting away and the lucky generals, Xiaofu raised his head and howled, his voice was less powerful than before, and more melancholy and melancholy, like a child who had no choice but to leave home, saying goodbye to his relatives in tears .

The cold wind blows up the snow foam, blowing the hair of the wolves, curling up a whirl.

In the cold wind, the howling of wolves continued for a long time.

The elder brother and others disappeared. Where they were invisible, the wolf howling faintly echoed with them disappeared. The world suddenly fell silent, only the cry of the cold wind passing the treetops.

Xiaofu, who closed his mouth, led the wolves and stood there without moving, silently watching the direction where Fu left them.

After a long time, it finally took a step towards the north. This time, it did not look back.

The wolves followed their king and walked together, slowly turning into a group of small black spots, and finally disappeared, leaving a line of plum blossoms in the snow.

With the howling of the cold wind and the heavy snow falling again, these plum blossoms gradually disappeared, and in the end they were no different from the surroundings.

The sky and the earth are vast, covered in snow, so clean...

That is a

A place where wind and butterflies travel freely

Behind the dream

Drifting with the faint fragrance of gardenia

That is a

A village where birds and hearts sing together

The small river flows quietly

The earth is full of sunset

Past those

The years of roughness and refinement

The Four Seasons

Lead me to grow without a trace

Never look back

The arrogance of ignorance and gentle strength of youth

Never forget

The blue sadness outside the fence

More than ten days later, there was news from the west, and a team appeared in the white snow.

It is the big brother and others who have returned from mining.

Walking in the forefront is the big brother, and the boss of the deer herd.

On the sledge pulled by Uncle Lu behind him, there was a basket of copper ore, not too heavy, about 70 or 80 catties.

Even though it is only seventy or eighty catties, in fact, it is not much lighter than the deer that pulls more behind, and it is even more difficult than the rest of the deer.

Because it was the first time it walked, the snow on the road was relatively loose. Although the deer at the back pulled a lot, the snow has been gradually crushed. The sledge no longer sinks and the resistance is small, so it is easier.

When walking here, the big brother looked around, trying to see Xiaofu again. As a result, there was only snow, dead trees and grass around him, and there was no trace of Xiaofu and the wolf pack.

"Woo~"

Fu Jiang raised his head and yelled, his voice spread far in the open place, but no wolf howling echoed it...

What happened to Xiaofu was discovered by Han Cheng after the people who went to Tongshan to mine the stones returned.

For a while, I didn't know what it was like.

There is comfort. After all, the guy who was so mischievous and stung by a bee did not die after missing for so many years, but lived well outside.

And also became the leader of a wolf pack.

There are also some feelings of sorrow. As the things experienced increase, some things will never go back. The same is true for people, and the same for dogs who reappear after being lost.

But anyway, the joy in my heart still outweighs other ingredients.

It doesn't matter if he comes back, as long as he knows that Xiaofu is still alive, and that he is alive and well.

In fact, this is fine, if Xiaofu really led the wolves back, it would be embarrassing for the tribe.

Because the tribe now has enough dogs, if such a group is added, not to mention the rest, just food is a huge consumption.

Moreover, the wolves led by Xiaofu are different from the tribe's blessings. These are purely wild and untamable. Let them live in the tribe without any sense of security. It may cause much trouble.

If all the wolves that Xiaofu led back were shot and eaten, I felt uncomfortable again.

So for Han Cheng and the entire Qingque tribe, the current situation is actually very good.

The heavy snow covering the earth and the cold in winter cannot dispel the enthusiasm of the Qingque tribe to smelt bronze and cast utensils.

With the two ores in place, and after a little preparatory work, the three furnaces at the quarry were started one after another.

When the heavy snow falls, there is no need to do any work in the ground~www.wuxiahere.com~ is the most free time of the year for the entire tribe.

So there are enough manpower for this work.

For a time, the quarry was busy, smashing ore, sieving ore, burning charcoal, turning the wind and grunting... a series of things were proceeding in an orderly manner.

With waves of white smoke rising, these ore transported back from afar, after passing through the flames, flowed into the mud molds, becoming solid, sharp instruments...

In front of Han Cheng, some long bronze utensils were made at this time. These bronze utensils were 20 cm long, 5 cm wide, and 2 cm thick.

The upper part has a hole for installing the wooden handle, and the lower part is relatively thin compared to the upper part.

This thing is the bronze head, besides the bronze sickle, the second farm tool made by the Qingque tribe.

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