I am a Primitive Man

Xiaofu left.

In the morning, they left after eating food with Fu Jiang.

It's not far from Tongshan, and we can reach it today, so after breakfast in the morning, the big brother and the others started to pack up their things, put on the sledge, and head towards Tongshan.

Fu led them along with the big brother and the others, and Xiao Fu followed for a short distance, turned to look at the pack of wolves waiting for it not far away, and after walking a few steps forward, finally stopped.

Woo~

After walking a few steps forward, General Fu found the child who was left behind. He turned around and looked at Xiao Fu's yelling, and wanted this child who had been lost for several years and now finally returned, to follow them and not get lost.

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

Xiao Fu hesitated for a while, then ran towards Fu Jiang quickly, and he and Fu Jiang sniffed each other, opened their mouths and bit each other lightly.

Aw~Aw~

The wolves at the back let out a burst of chirping, 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 a certain distance. Xiao Fu followed after walking a few steps, then turned his head to look at the pack of wolves that followed, and finally stopped again He stepped forward and stood there watching Fu drive them away.

During this period, General Fu stopped, turned his head and yelled at Xiaofu several times. Xiaofu hurriedly circled around in place, but in the end he still didn't follow his mother, but stayed by the side of the wolves.

Aww~

The snow is boundless, covering the wilderness, and the world is full of coldness and loneliness.

Looking at the elder brother and others and General Fu who were drifting away, Xiao Fu raised his head and howled, his voice was less majestic than before, and more sad and melancholy, like a child who had to leave home, saying goodbye to his relatives with tears in his eyes .

A cold wind blew up, whirling snow foam, blowing the fur of the wolves, and whirling them.

In the cold wind, wolves howled one after another for a long time.

Eldest brother and the others disappeared, and the wolf howl that echoed faintly from the invisible place also disappeared.

The world suddenly fell silent, only the mournful cry of the cold wind blowing through the treetops.

Xiao Fu, who shut his mouth, led the pack of wolves, stood here without moving, quietly watching the direction in which Fu left them.

After a long time, it finally took a step towards the north. This time, it didn't look back.

The wolves walked together with their king, and slowly turned into a group of small black spots, and finally disappeared, leaving a row 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 finally they were no different from the surroundings.

The sky and the earth are white, under the heavy snow, it is so clean...

that is a

Where the wind and butterflies walk freely

behind the dream

The faint fragrance of gardenias

that is a

A village where birds and souls sing together

the river flows quietly

The earth is full of sunset

walk through those

The years of roughness and fineness

Fingers of the Four Seasons

lead me to grow without trace

no longer look back

The ignorant arrogance and gentle strength of youth

never forget

The blue sadness beyond the fence

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

It was the elder brother and others who had returned from mining.

The ones walking in the front are the elder brother and Uncle Lu, the boss of the herd.

On the sledge pulled behind Uncle Lu, there is a basket of copper ore, which is not too heavy, about seventy or eighty catties.

Regardless of the fact that it is only seventy or eighty catties, it is actually not much easier to pull than the deer that pulls more behind, and it is even more strenuous than the rest of the deer.

Because it was the first time it was going, the snow on the road was relatively loose. Although the deer behind pulled a lot, the snow had been gradually compacted. The sledge no longer sank, and the resistance was small, so it was relatively easy.

When walking here, the elder brother looked around, wanting to see Xiaofu's figure again, but there was only snow, dead trees and grass around, and there was no trace of Xiaofu or the wolves.

Woo~

General Fu raised his head and howled, the sound was heard far away in the open space, but there was no wolf howl to echo it...

Han Cheng only found out about Xiaofu after the people who went to Copper Mountain to mine ore returned.

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

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

And also became the leader of a pack of wolves.

There is also some regret. With the increase of things experienced, some things can never go back. Just like a person, so is a dog that reappears after being lost.

But no matter what, the joy in my heart is still more than other ingredients.

It doesn't matter if you come back or not, as long as you know that Xiaofu is still alive and doing well.

In fact, that's fine too, if Xiao Fu really led the pack of 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 the food will be a huge consumption.

Moreover, the wolves led by Xiaofu are different from the generals of the tribe. They are purely wild, and the wildness is definitely difficult to tame. Letting them live in the tribe does not feel safe at all, and it may cause much trouble.

If all the wolves brought back by Xiaofu were shot and eaten, I would feel uncomfortable.

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

The heavy snow covering the ground and the cold in winter could not dampen the enthusiasm of the Qingque tribe to smelt bronze and cast utensils.

With the arrival of the two kinds of ores, after a little preparatory work, the three furnaces at the quarry started working one after another.

When the heavy snow falls, there is no need to do any work in the field. It is the most idle time of the year for the whole tribe.

So there is enough manpower to do the work.

For a while, the quarry was very busy, smashing ore, screening ore, burning charcoal, turning the wind... a series of things were going on in an orderly manner.

With bursts of white smoke rising, these ores transported from afar, after passing through the flames, flowed into the clay molds and became sturdy and sharp instruments...

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

The upper part has a hole for installing a wooden handle, and the lower part is relatively thinner than the upper part.

This thing is the bronze shovel, besides the bronze sickle, the second kind of agricultural tool made by the Qingque tribe.

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