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When winter came, Uro vacated his house and moved to the pottery house.

The never-ending flames in the kiln are now silent among the black coals, and the wooden corpses are laid out black and lacquered. The manufacture of copperware is extremely difficult, and a lot of wood needs to be burned into charcoal, so that the charcoal can remain like that high temperature to melt the ore.When Shanyin was studying, he couldn't understand the difference between wood and charcoal. He didn't understand why coal, which should be regarded as waste, was warmer. Brother Xiaoku couldn't answer this point, so he had to rudely tell him not to talk nonsense.

Shanyin finds it interesting, if asked him to explain, he would say that all of this is a gift from God.

And Wu Luo knew this because after class, the little cool brother sneaked up to ask him if he could answer, but it was a pity that the answer made people even more dizzy, and it didn't take long for him to give up.

Of course, the pottery house is not as comfortable as the witch's house. It is the result of the experiment that first laid the foundation for the house. The round dome and thick dry leaves need to be replaced every time. The structure is destined to be unable to hang tiles. It still has the smell of wet mud and the fragrance of grass leaves.

Far from being a comfortable place to live, with pottery stashed away waiting to dry, the main reason Uro moved here was because of the yacht that cost most of his savings—this ghost mall really sells everything.

"It seems that you really plan to leave."

Yan squatted by the river and watched Wu Luo working on it with a toolbox on his back. Basically everything he needed was there, only the fender strips and stainless steel guardrails needed to be installed by himself. These are not things that require skilled work, and they are simple. As far as I'm concerned, they're just here and there and don't actually prevent starting the yacht.

"I rarely joke with you."

Uro shrugged his shoulders. He put the yacht in a relatively downstream place and connected it directly to the tree with a rope. Now that the river is not completely frozen, the rope will not be used when it freezes in winter.He still needs to see what he needs to prepare, so that when he really hits the road, his eyes will be darkened.

He was silent for a moment, then laughed as if he thought it was very interesting, and said helplessly: "I used to be either on land or in the sky, and I never thought of going for a walk in the water. .”

Yan folded his arms and stared at Wu Luo's busy work. After a long while, he added: "Add two life jackets, so that the tragedy of the Titanic will not be staged in time."

"Are you going to come with me?"

"I'm urging you to wear two pieces, so as not to float up."

Wu Luo laughed angrily, jumped off the boat and tried to subdue Yan, but was subdued instantly.

In winter, everyone is basically free and has nothing to do. The children are dismissed from class, and Wu Luo is mysterious and does not know what he is doing all day long. Without winter vacation homework, he has to be idle and bored to cook cocoons for Xisi.A lot of silk and cotton had accumulated, and the potatoes were buried in the fire pit and cooked. They pulled them out with branches, tore off the skin of the potatoes in their palms, and gnawed them. It was hot and warm, and their tongues rolled in their mouths. Get out of the heat.

Xisi huddled in the rabbit fur. The fat and fat rabbits slaughtered another batch after autumn. She connected the two rabbit skins together, stuffed the fluffy cotton that had just been sun-dried in the body, and wrapped them around her neck. Sometimes she hides in the house and can almost sweat. She enjoys the hard-won warmth, and combs out a long thread with the long hair cut off from the silly beasts and rabbits, and binds it to the Weave on two sticks.

Sweater yarn and silk are actually materials that are almost the same as animal skins. The women spin the yarn together with Xisi, and they will be distributed by Amber after the end of this winter.

Shanyin is helping to clean the silkworm excrement. Silkworm excrement has many uses in modern times, but at the moment it is just like other excrement, it can only be used as fertilizer. He sweeps the dried silkworm excrement mixed with broken grass leaves and soil. In the basket, a few winter silkworms, deceived by the warmth of the room, slowly climbed on the remaining mulberry leaves. They were not big, and their posture was slow. Keep spitting out such a long silk thread.

"They can't survive." Xisi said suddenly, she was holding the two wooden sticks, and a long piece of cloth was woven out from under her hands, which made Shanyin not even know what happened, he stepped back a little bit embarrassed Stepping forward, the other party came forward, looking into the basket with sad eyes, "These ones came out too early, they won't live to spring, and they won't live to cocoon."

Shan Yin nodded half understanding, the other party didn't look at him at all, just sighed softly, even sorrow seemed bright, this is the occasional suffering in life.

In fact, there is still a lot of work to be done in winter. When the snow reaches his ankles, the little monster comes again. He is carrying enough rocks now, and the savages knocked on the gate with snow blocks. A rabbit scarf, stuffed with cotton, and two sweaters.

The green malachite was astonishingly large, and it was carried on the savage's body like a slab. When Hu Po instructed Hua and Long to push the stone away with a cart, she suddenly realized that they hadn't seen Wu for a long time.

In fact, it's not that long, it seems that I just saw it in the morning.

Amber was about to carve the sun and moon, so she thought about it, and happily went to the pottery house to look for Uro. She saw Uro standing by the frozen river in the vast winter snow, so she walked Asked in the past: "What are you looking at?"

She also looks out.

"future."

Wu Luo answered her, but there was nothing outside the sky, only the vast white mist and crystal clear ice and snow. Amber nodded, and the snow fell on her neck a little, she flinched a little, and said again: "Wu, next year I will Ji is going to the Qikuan Tribe, shall we go on their boat?"

"Seven Kuan promised to give you a boat, and the big tribe will not go back on it." Uro answered her casually, "If you are afraid, you can learn how to do it yourself after you get the boat. I told you, don't be afraid of failure."

Amber vaguely expected some ominous information from this sentence. She didn't know where it came from, and she was a little troubled by this flustered mood. She subconsciously said, "Aren't you going to teach us?"

"Many things don't require me, and you have done it." Uro asked her back, "Didn't you?"

This is true.

Amber scratched her hair, she wanted to say something, but couldn't say it, she was dumb for a moment, took a deep breath for a while, and then said: "Oh."

The boat was not brought by Uro. Even if you want to learn it, you should learn from the shipbuilding tribe. Needless to say, animal husbandry and farming, including silkworm rearing, Uro has not participated in anything in particular. It is Xisi who died in countless Silkworm summed up experience and rules.In fact, Amber understands all this, she just felt a little uneasy, and then heard Uro ask again: "Amber, is there anything else you want to change?"

"Something to change."

Amber murmured and repeated, she frowned and thought about it carefully, then shook her head and said, "No, everyone is doing well, there shouldn't be anything to change."

Wu Luo smiled, and he asked again: "Everyone is no longer hungry now, right?"

"Yeah, the children are a little fatter." When it came to this topic, Amber immediately became happy. She talked to Uro about the granary, and said that she occasionally saw animals crawling into the granary recently, so she sent someone to Watching, caught several stolen small animals for extra meals, and worried at the same time, this method of granary is not suitable, it is easy to be stolen, and some precautionary measures must be taken.

Uro listened patiently, his eyes still on the ice, as if there was something underneath.

Amber couldn't help but said: "Wu, you have been looking at the water, you want to eat fresh fish, we can smash holes to catch them."

"Haha——" Uro laughed, and he said slowly, "Amber, have you ever wondered what's on the other side of the water?"

"Water side?" Amber thought for a while, she shook her head, she didn't understand why Ulo asked that, she said strangely, "I don't know, but it's not important, as long as I have a place to live, water to drink, and something to eat , there are probably Qikang Tribe over there, they have nothing to do with us anyway."

Uro sighed and said, "Is it okay?"

"We're just trading. Whether they are good or not, and whether they will eat the nearby food, of course has nothing to do with us." Amber's thinking is not naive, it fits this era, and she is more vigilant than the unknown Qikang tribe. The two nearby tribes.

"That's right."

Amber said again: "When the flowers bloom, we can see the other side of the water, Wu, just wait a while."

Uro didn't speak this time. He looked at Amber with a smile, which made Amber feel more uneasy. She vaguely felt that this feeling was quite familiar, but she couldn't remember where it was familiar for a while. .

When Hu Po got up and went back to the tribe, she subconsciously turned her head and looked back, and saw Yan walking out of the forest. The tall figure of the other party completely enveloped Wu Luo, like the shadow of a lone pine tree in the winter snow, dark, huge and striking.She finally remembered that the sneer on this man's face was exactly the same as Uro's kind and gentle smile when he handed them the flames many years ago.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, as if she was going to spit it out, and she seemed to be falling into a bottomless abyss all at once, so she could only grit her teeth and keep stuffy in her heart, delaying this almost Lingchi sense of panic.

He was going to take Wu away, just as Wu had brought him back.

In the depths of winter, Amber's suspicion had another strong confirmation.

Yan Xiaowang, who had grown a little taller, was sitting outside Wu's door. His eyes were dimly lit, as if they were filled with tears, but when he looked closely, there was nothing. A kind of respect to Uro, maybe simply liking this child.

While recording, he worriedly mentioned: "Xiao Wang, it's strange."

Amber answered him calmly: "That's how children are."

And Uro still stood by the glacier for a long time, and the people passing by would see his figure. They occasionally went up to say hello and got a response, and occasionally they didn't go, just watching his figure from a distance.

The day before Wuluo disappeared, the river melted, and the tribe caught many fish. The fattest fish was cooked into fish porridge, and the fish bones were fried repeatedly in oil until they became brittle.

All the people in the tribe ate well, and the moonlight was very bright that day. Everyone went back to the house to sleep. The small stove was lit, which could keep the house warm for a long time.

Hu Po couldn't sleep, she got up in the middle of the night, and saw a figure walking by under the moonlight, confused, she chased it out, and saw Uro disappearing into the water.

Just like the day I met him, Mo told her that Uro appeared from his sleep in the fire.

When the next day dawned, it was soon discovered that the two witches had disappeared. It is very common to have fewer people in the tribe, especially when hunting. Once someone is left alone, the chance of survival is not very high. up.

When I was still living in the cave, many children got up in the middle of the night and were taken away by wolves, but now there are almost no such things.

Everyone was noisy and a little flustered, but Amber was still very calm, the snow was beginning to melt, the rainy season hadn’t come yet, the wind in early spring was so cold that people wanted to sneeze, she looked at the wet sky, but said calmly and indifferently: "Wait a few days Well, maybe Wu himself will come back."

She knew in her heart that they would not come back.

Everyone settled down, only Yan Xiaowang didn't leave. He looked up at Hu Po, and Hu Po opened his hand to him and hugged the child. From then on, they were the leader and clansman, mother and son, teacher and friend, and companion.

They are people connected by blood.

Everyone may panic at first, but in the future, there will be no future, and everyone will always get used to death and disappearance.

Shanyin sensed something keenly, but he didn't say anything. Whether Yan exists or not doesn't affect anything. The Qikuan tribe has already obtained the most important power.Even if Yan is not there, there is no way to follow Qikuan to sit in the tribe, but he will no longer stay in the tribe, and the order and market established according to him will also completely collapse with his disappearance.

So he smiled happily.

…………

After many years, Shanyin became the leader of the Qikuan tribe.

At this time, the Seven Bran Tribe was far stronger than before. The aging witch had become a family-loving woman. She was replaced by another witch, and the Sun Moon Tribe became an ally of the Seven Bran Tribe.

They form alliances, are closely related, and often intermarry.

Shan Yin would occasionally look at Hu Po, who was sitting a little below, and Yan Xiaowang, who followed her. They supported his power in a certain sense and shaped his stable position.For the vast majority of tribes, the Sun and Moon tribe is arrogant and lofty, mysterious and unpredictable, no matter what they say, think, clothes, everything they bring is so unpredictable, they even tamed the savages——

Only Shanyin knew that the loss of Wu didn't make their hearts hurt for too long, and life was still like this.

The loss of Yan's market did make the major tribes flustered for a long time, but they had tasted the benefits, and how could they let go easily, so they went to the Qizhuan tribe with the flowing water, and now the Qikuan tribe is getting stronger and stronger, there are many Hearing the news, the small tribe came to trade on the market day.

These small tribes often carry some bewildering novelties, and their leaders always proudly tell the Qikang tribe that this is in exchange.

As a result, another tacit secret was passed on from tribe to tribe.

At the moment when the sun and the moon coexist, two people will come out of the golden river.

They rode a big crimson fish, enough to feed a tribe of a hundred men for seven days and nights, and carried the wealth of ten tribes.

Once people have nothing worth exchanging, they disappear into the void.

END