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After tying the triangular scarf, Wu Luo began to fold his sleeves. He is not a young lady who does not stick to the spring water, and his family background is not outstanding. When he just graduated, he did a lot of things to serve tea and water to help move goods.

Especially if there are many girls in a group, the heavy work is basically done by boys.

It's just that those are all memories from a long time ago. After being promoted from Uro, these tasks basically have nothing to do with him. The most troublesome time is to carry the suitcase.But peeling beans is such a trivial matter, and he has never eaten pork and seen pigs running, Wu Luo doesn't think he will lose to this kid Yan Xiaowang.

"Your turban."

Yan suddenly opened his mouth to remind him, his eyes wandered back and forth on the tips of Wu Luo's ears, his expression was somewhat unpredictable.

"What's the matter?" Uro tugged, making sure that the small triangular turban pressed his hair well, and for a moment he didn't quite understand where the other party was pointing, "Is there something wrong?"

Yan Qing clicked his tongue, probably because he realized that relying on Wuluo himself, he could not find the fault on the scarf for about 800 years, so he simply untied the linen by himself, helped Wuluo wrap his hair and tie it again, and he even He also reminded, "If you tied it like that just now, it will be completely loosened soon."

"Oh--"

The other party's fingers were very warm, rubbing against the tip of the ear gently, like a winding vine just sprouting green shoots, moving its body to fit the skin and climbing, bringing a trace of indescribable numbness and itching.However, Yan's voice was as steady as stagnant water, without causing any waves. Wu Luolue looked up at him with a hint of astonishment, only seeing extinguished ashes, not even the remaining heat.

What does it mean?

Uro thought.

"Okay." Yan quickly took his hand back, he looked as if nothing had happened, which made Wu Luo somewhat unpredictable.

Yan Xiaowang looked left and right, but he really didn't understand what they were doing, so he could only understand it from the action, so he tried to raise his eyes to look at the triangle scarf on his head, but of course he didn't see anything, after all, he It wasn't Yang Jian, so he asked, "Dad, how about my headscarf?"

"Very good." Yan answered him coldly, he didn't seem to reach out to help him tidy up, but sat down and started peeling the saponins, "I'll eat this today."

"Oh——" Yan Xiaowang was a little puzzled. He was flattered that he had tied the turban very well, but knowing that Wu Luo needed help from others to tie the turban, he also felt the same kind of joy. After all, Yan didn't play with him very much.So when Yan Xiaowang saw Wu Luo sitting down thoughtfully, with an inexplicably weird smile on his face, he couldn't help turning his face serious, and seriously reminded him, "Don't be lazy!"

If you are lazy, you will have nothing to eat.

Uro didn't understand what the father and son were talking about, but the sentence just now was aimed at him, and he could see it with both eyes, so he asked with a smile, "What is he talking about?"

Yan answered him calmly, "Work hard."

Urona looked suspiciously at the father and son, and asked with a smile, "Did you say this, or did you say it? You have learned to exploit people at such a young age?"

"What's the difference?"

Of course there is no difference, your boss has the final say, Wu Luo spread his hand to indicate that he is absolutely pure and harmless, and honestly began to peel off the saponins.

In fact, when the two adults were talking nonsense, Yan Xiaowang had already worked hard to peel at least dozens of saponins. He probably had completely lost confidence in the two elders who were not doing their jobs properly. Become a child laborer.

Originally, Wu Luo thought that this kind of saponin would be very smooth to the touch, but after he actually got it, he felt that it was not much different from ordinary peas. It was just peeling and peeling that made him want to eat capers.He felt articulate when he thought about it, and after thinking for a while, he couldn't bear it by himself. Amber and the others couldn't communicate and understand if they didn't understand, but Yan could definitely understand.

So Wu Luo began to persecute Yan with the idea of ​​recalling the beautiful past together, "Hey, do you want to eat capers."

"What?" Yan paused, and looked at him strangely.

"Sour beans." Wu Luo repeated, "sour, slightly salty, mixed with minced meat and stir-fried, crunchy when bitten, and placed on rice with a large chopstick, it is very fragrant."

Yan's expression froze for a moment, and he couldn't keep up with Wu Luo's train of thought for a while, before he said, "No."

He subconsciously looked at Yan Xiaowang, children are the most greedy, if they know that there is such a thing, they will definitely make trouble, so it is fortunate that Yan Xiaowang can't understand these words.

Yan Xiaowang didn't know that he had escaped. Seeing that the hand stretched out from the wooden basin started to slow down, he couldn't help but raised his head to look at the two adults. One had a fascinated smile on his face, but his father looked serious and couldn't help but get angry. Said, "Why are you all lazy! Just let me work alone!"

Yan looked at Wu Luo hesitating to speak, but he was more than happy to translate this sentence.

Uro couldn't help laughing loudly, he also felt that he was a bit too much, maybe it was because he had made other people work for a long time, and this kind of trivial matter seemed very careless, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, there is no need for this sentence, my boss I often see this expression when I touch fish, of course he is not so cute, but I know what to say."

Under Yan Xiaowang's strong protest, the three of them turned into ruthless soap locust peeling machines again, and finally peeled off the whole basin of soap locusts. Wu Luo's back was almost bent. Standing up and stretching, he pressed his neck and asked, "That's it? What else should I do?"

It’s still bright at the moment, and the tribe is gathering things to send back. Some of the goods that haven’t been replaced, or the accumulated goods haven’t been moved, are divided into several transports. Uro is temporarily stored in the nursery like a child. Yan's home.

"There are several ways, it depends on which one you like. If you cook it now, the cooking effect will not be very good. If you add some plant ash, you can ask Yan Xiaowang to shape it for you, but he can only make a round shape. You You have to think about it yourself. And this kind of thing has only one herbal taste when cooked, if you want to add any other flavors, you can pick spices yourself.”

Uro asked with great interest, "What about another way?"

"You take it home, dry it and mash it, and then boil it to form a thick dark brown juice, which is similar to traditional Chinese medicine, but this kind of thing will not solidify, and the shelf life is not long, so it is best not to throw it at once. Finish cooking, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome."

It sounds really troublesome. Every time you want to clean it, you have to boil the saponins first.

Wu Luo thought about it thoughtfully, and watched the trembling Yan Xiaowang working hard. He poured the stripped saponins into a big basket. These are considered to be Uro's, but judging by the way he handed them over, it seems to be the latter.

So much saponin is not light, Wu Luo felt his hands sinking, but he still hugged the basket obediently, his eyes were still looking at the greasy fat.

"Is this fat used to make soap?"

"Yes." Yan was tying his hair, and the inelastic rope was tightly wrapped around his long fluffy hair. He turned his back to Wuluo and searched for the whereabouts of the crock pot, and said slowly, "This one also Did I say?"

Uro thought for a while and said, "I know that people in the past mixed fat with plant ash, which should be glycerin and fatty acids, right?"

After Yan was silent for a while, this really touched his blind spot of knowledge. Does soap need such a professional term?

After a long while, Yan Nian replied, "I don't know, anyway, the natural soda powder that is burned can react with these fats, and you can add plant ash and mix it to make a dark soap. You can also add some salt, add salt They tend to harden afterward. And with the addition of salt, they can be used to wash hair at the same time."

"But you have to be mentally prepared." Yan reminded, "These things can't be compared with what you used before."

If Wu Luo is already used to the primitive life, then Yan would not say this sentence, he can see that the other party has not fully integrated into this world.

"Thank you for the reminder." Uro was a little flattered, he didn't want these for himself, but for the tribe, and of course he didn't care about Yan's worries.

"Father, I'm hungry." Yan Xiaowang didn't feel it when he was working, and his stomach groaned empty after finishing the work. He was indeed a bit chubby than ordinary children, but this didn't mean he was hungry, but It meant that he was even more impatient with hunger, so as soon as he let go, he grabbed Yan's lap like an octopus, trying to shake a few fruits down like a big fruit tree.

However, Yan's center of gravity was too stable, so Yan Xiaowang could only dangle himself in the end.

"Then eat, wait." Yan patted his head, then glanced at Wu Luo, as if hesitating whether to keep this guy for nothing.

Uro, who doesn't understand the language, doesn't know what he is going to face.

In the end, Yan's conscience was still better than Wu Luo's. He nodded slightly, and decided to make food for three people regardless of the past, so that the witches of the Sun and Moon Tribe would not starve to death in his hut and it would be difficult to clean.

Wu Luo just watched Yan disappear behind the door, while Yan Xiaowang jumped onto the high bench and swayed his legs. It seemed that the father and son had reached some ulterior secret and agreement.

"Hey, little fat man." Wu Luo poked Yan Xiaowang's chubby belly with his fingers, and asked, "What did your dad do?"

Yan Xiaowang slapped his hand off angrily, without answering.

In fact, it's all about this point. After much deliberation, it is only possible to find something to eat for this little fat man.

Uro's diet is not very regular. Most of the time, he is like the people in the tribe. He eats two meals in the morning and evening. Occasionally, when he remembers, he will add a lunch for himself, or drink afternoon tea directly, but in winter, when he can't get into the box , he will directly reduce activities to store fat, or bring some snacks out for occasional nibbling.

That means Uro now has some snacks in his pocket as well.

"Little fat man, I'll give you something to eat, don't tell your dad." Wu □□jian sat on the small bench and talked to Yan Xiaowang, anyway, he could see the child clearly when he raised his head, his fingers were on the He made a zipper motion on his mouth, signaling not to speak out, but in fact he knew that let alone the two of them could not communicate, even if they could communicate, the child would probably pour out everything in just a few words from Yan Tao.

He just wanted to tease.

Yan Xiaowang blinked, not knowing what the other party was talking about, but felt that the smile was full of cunning, and subconsciously became vigilant.

In fact, Wu Luo himself is not addicted to sweets. He touched his pocket and looked at it for a long time. He could only pick out three pieces of unopened milk chocolate. He tore open the package and broke it in half. The fat man stuffed a piece.Milk chocolate is not the same as the black chocolate he is used to. It has no bitter taste in the mouth, it is full of milky aroma, and it melts sweetly in the mouth. Uro frowned subconsciously, but children should like it.

Yan Xiaowang's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he tried to say something, but he was afraid that the chocolate in his mouth would melt and flow out, so he stammered a few times.

Uro gave him the few remaining bars of chocolate.

As expected, Yan Xiaowang lived up to Wu Luo's expectations. As soon as he got the new thing, he jumped off the bench and rushed out of the door. He also knew that he was looking for his father to present the treasure.

"What a filial son."

Wu Luo shook his head with emotion, turned around and sat on Yan Xiaowang's bench, ready to eat and drink.

Two human heads were exposed at the door. They looked weird, one big and one small, one tall and one short. Yan stared at him expressionlessly, hesitated to speak, and finally decided to knock Yan Xiaowang, who was imitating him, first. "Is this gift a bit more expensive?"

"I can't let you give away so many things for nothing with a comb." Wu Luo smiled, "I really feel guilty, please cook your lunch better, I'm hungry."

Yan's face showed signs of winter snow turning into spring, he nodded reservedly, and disappeared behind the door again.

When it was time to eat, Uro took a look out of the window. Basically everything on the ground had been cleaned up. Many tribes had completely left and disappeared without a trace. The market was like a part of a mirage. A dream, disappearing without a trace under the sun.

It seems that when they want to come to Amber and the others next time they come, they just pack up and take him away, so they have to grab some food quickly, otherwise they will be at a disadvantage if they don't take advantage of it.

The food in Yan's family obviously went directly to a civilized society, not to mention the complete dishes and dishes, as well as pottery chopsticks and pottery spoons.

Wu Luo looked at the pancakes on the plate, and couldn't help being stunned. He turned the pancakes with some oil flakes on the other side with chopsticks, and asked strangely, "What is this?"

It was indeed a piece of cake, very light green in color, well-proportioned by the golden oily sheen, when Wu Luo picked it up, it felt crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but Yan Xiaowang had already started to eat it.

The sweetness of chocolate still remained on the tip of Yan's tongue, and he tried to drink water to get rid of the residual sweetness of milk. This taste existed in too long a memory, and it almost made people unable to recover.

"It's cake." Yan Ping said calmly, taking another sip of water, "I made a simple stone mill, and they send some grain over every year. Some of them are familiar, and some don't know how to make them, so they just grind them into pancakes." eat."

"The taste is not bad." Wu Luo ate half a pancake and sandwiched a few slices of barbecue. As for the hot soup, which looked strange in color, he didn't dare to drink it, so he just made do with the past meal, he joked, " I didn't see that your craftsmanship is not bad, if you can't draw a bow and arrow in the future, you can come to our tribe to be a chef."

Of course Yan ignored his jokes, but Yan Xiaowang buried his head in eating hard, his face gleaming with greasy food.

In fact, the food here in Yan is much better than in the tribe. He has almost accumulated experience over the years, and with the large servings, Wu Luo was soon full, while Yan Xiaowang kept stuffing his stomach with food. , it is doubtful whether he can hold so much food; as for Yan, he eats very fast, but he is not rude when eating, and there is no sound, even drinking soup quietly, his lips are slightly steamed by the heat , the color of blood becomes brighter.

Wu Luo saw that Yan Xiaowang was out of breath, and Yan simply stopped breathing. After all, the life of a dog is the most important thing, so after eating almost, he wiped his mouth and prepared to go for a walk at the door.

After Yan Xiaowang and Yan finished eating, the adults stood up to pack their things. Yan Xiaowang's mouth was full of oil and looked a little dirty. He wiped it with the back of his hand, looked up at Yan, and asked, "Dad, let me wash it." Bowl?"

"I'll come." Yan Dandan said, "I have nothing to say to him."

Yan Xiaowang swayed with his legs dangling, and muttered softly, "I don't think he's very bad. Give me honey like this. Daddy, you think it's delicious too, but why don't you like him so much?"

The child was impatient, mumbled in a low voice, and seemed anxious, as if someone was chasing him after him, wishing he could run on eight legs like a gust of wind.

It's not that Yan Xiaowang has never suffered from "cheats", he has also suffered from the traps Yan Ben used to catch wild animals, and he knows that although some things look good, the pain is real when they fall into them.It's just that he hasn't been whipped yet, he only tasted the sweetness, and the fear of Uro is not specific at all, so he is inevitably biased.

He didn't dare to say it, but he still mumbled in his heart that the witch quite liked me.

Yan didn't come out again, and he didn't even politely send Wu Luo out. Wu Luo, who was standing outside for a walk, only walked around a few times before meeting the children who came to pick him up. Before leaving, he thought of his saponin basket He didn't take it with him, so he hurried back, only Yan Xiaowang, who couldn't speak the language with him, kept it.

The child blinked at him, looking a little reluctant, but didn't say anything.

Wu Luo patted Yan Xiaowang's head and felt that he was like a tightly wrapped meat dumpling, which was accidentally missed by the owner. Although the meat stuffing was full, there was only one hanging alone, and no one put it down. The soup was boiled, and no one put it with his companions.He lived a carefree life, but at a young age, he felt the same loneliness as his father. This wilderness is too big, and no one can escape from this world.

Let alone a child.

"You can come and play with me if you want." Wu Luo told him, but he didn't know if the other party could understand, so he sighed, "Don't learn from your father."

Of course Yan Xiaowang didn't understand. He grabbed Wu Luo's hand and asked him timidly, "Are you still coming to play with me? I don't want your food."

Uro patted his head, and roughly knew that the child was acting like a baby, and thought he wanted to continue eating chocolate, so he handed him the few biscuits left in his pocket, and gently but firmly pulled out his hand, persuading him Said, "I'll bring you something delicious next time."

In the end, it was the adult who was cruel, and Mo Lai picked up the basket. He didn't even glance at Yan Xiaowang, looked at the sky seriously and said to Wu Luo, "Hurry up, it will be too late, there will be someone."

Uro heard the implication, and his expression changed from friendly towards children to serious, "Is there anyone else coming?"

"Yes." Mo frowned, "A child saw someone sneaking up in the tree house. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't mean to attack."

Wu Luo patted Mo Mo, indicating not to say these words in front of the child, even if the child could not understand at all. He broke free from Yan Xiaowang's hand, smoothed his coat lightly, and showed the same as before. Different decent and calm.The two went down the stairs briskly. This time, Hu Po didn't come, only Jie, Mo, and Le came. The three of them were the best at using weapons. It seemed that Hu Po had already sensed something.

"Isn't that the new guy?" Uro said suddenly, he walked quickly like a gentle breeze, without even turning his head, his mind was all on the tribe.

Their tribe changed a man with other tribes, and used a whole set of pottery, which was decided by Amber. Uro was busy with other things and didn't ask in detail. Increasing the population is not a bad thing.

Mo was a little surprised, he thought for a while, and said, "He is from our tribe."

Uro didn't say anything, he wouldn't say hurtful words to affect the unity of the tribe, but this was indeed a very possible guess.Everyone is not a fool. Since no one sees any problems, it means that the other party should be quite honest. Being targeted by the tribe makes his heart seem to be surrounded by layers of hazy and fuzzy fog. It is not depression, but a kind of implicit disgust and novelty.

So Uro said firmly, "It seems that we will be back here soon."

"Why?" Jie didn't understand, she was picking out those saponins shells in the basket, and asked in confusion, "Don't we have to wait for the snow to pass on the next trading day?"

Wu Luo smiled lightly, and said casually, "Silly girl, our good neighbor can't stop people's greed while sitting here. As the days go by, the land will be redrawn."

This is unimaginable for the tribe. They have only accepted so many changes. No one can understand why they have to redraw the territory all of a sudden.

Only Yan understood, he didn't hear it, but he already understood what kind of person the other party was.

Wu Luo's departure made Yan Xiaowang very sad. Children seldom cry. After he was taken away by his adoptive father, he hardly cried. At this time, he looked at the small biscuit in his hand, and the packaging on it was painted with funny patterns. Feeling heartbroken, he wished he could cry out to attract the adults' attention, but he was used to it, knowing that this emotion was inexplicable, so he gritted his teeth and let the big tears fall.

He's only just learning to say goodbye, and he can't contain his grief even when he gets the pretty wrapping paper.

"You understand." Yan also spoke to him in a language that Yan Xiaowang couldn't understand. After all, this is not something that should be said to children, "He is a dangerous man. Once he indulges, he will take all of your life with impunity. space."

Yan Xiaowang sobbed and asked his father to hug him, his fleshy body squeezed against Yan's chest, and he called out aggrievedly, "Dad, he gave me something to eat."

He didn't choose to come see me again.

Yan touched his head with deep eyes.