After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Bai Wu woke up and opened his eyes. A faint light came in from the green window and cast it on the ground, adding color to the dark room.

He put his hands behind his head, pillowed on his own hands, stared at the spot of light in a daze.

Nan Yao has been out for five days.

They burned the kang, and the bed was still warm, but he always felt lonely.

It seemed that Nan Yao was not there, and there was no one to talk to.

Bai Wu lazily turned over, sank under the blanket, felt drowsy, and closed her eyes to sleep for a while.

He didn't sleep for long when there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"I—" came Mo's deep voice, "You haven't gone down for breakfast so late, I'll come up and have a look."

Bai Wu took the animal skin robe hanging from the branch next to him, wrapped it up briefly, and opened the door, "Father, I have nothing to do in winter, I sleep late—"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew over and poured directly into his throat.

He choked and shivered violently.

Mo hurriedly took a step forward, pushed him into the room, and closed the door, "Go and get dressed first, and go to bed after breakfast."

"Huh, Father, put your breakfast on the pot, and I'll eat it myself later."

The place where Bai Wu lives now is Nan Yao's home, for safety reasons, he opened a gap in the window.

Even so, the room was still very warm, Bai Wu took off the animal skin robe and threw it on the bed, "Is there nothing wrong at home?"

"It's fine if there's anything to do." Mo rushed him onto the kang and covered him with a quilt, "Can't you get down today? If you don't, I'll go back first."

"Next! Father, wait a moment."

Bai Wu felt that it was too boring to stay alone on the mountain, especially in this cold winter, not to mention human voices, there was not even the sound of birds outside, and there was a kind of desolation of "thousands of mountains with birds flying away, and thousands of paths of people disappeared".

He got up and put on his clothes quickly, went outside in a hurry, took the hot water from the stove, washed his face and brushed his teeth, put on autumn fruit oil and lipstick, and took care of himself.

He didn't have breakfast on the mountain, but went home with his father with breakfast.

Chuan and Kishi had already woken up and were working and chatting around the fire.

They are knitting socks.

The technique of weaving socks was not taught by Bai Wu, but the sub-orcs figured it out by themselves.

Bai Wu also specially learned it, but he didn't have much talent in weaving. After weaving for a long time, the things we woven were still crooked, which was severely laughed at by An.

The finished product he wove was too ugly, so he simply dismantled it to save the waste of wool.

Some of the socks he wore were woven by his father, and the other part was woven by Nan Yao. In short, they were not made by himself.

Socks absorb sweat and keep warm. It feels much better to put on socks and animal skin boots.

Bai Wu put the freshly brought breakfast on the stove, "Yafu, don't you knit socks?"

Chuan Dao: "Mu and the others weave it first, and I will learn it after weaving it."

Mu Shiya's grandfather was a well-known handyman of the Bai people, and Bai Wu had a very good relationship with this old man.

Bai Wu smiled, "Are they all right?"

"It's okay, the stove is burning, everyone talks and laughs together, and the life is quite comfortable."

The breakfast that Bai Wu put on the stove was ready after a while, he took it down and found that it was actually rice balls.

He was a little surprised.

Seeing his expression, Kishi puffed out his chest proudly, "I made breakfast today, with meat floss and salad dressing in it, try it to see if it suits your taste."

Bai Wu gave his brother a thumbs up, "It definitely fits, this breakfast smells delicious."

Bai Wu washed her hands with hot water from the stove, took out the rice balls and ate them.

This rice ball is made from this year's new rice. The rice has distinct grains, is oily and sweet, and has a special fragrance.

He felt that the rice was delicious enough, and it tasted even better with the meat floss, salad dressing and dried radish inside.

Bai Wu ate three big rice balls in one go, rubbed her belly contentedly, "I'll help you smooth out your threads."

"It's all done." Chuan said, "Go and see your bamboos. When I woke up in the morning, I found that the bamboos were all withered and yellow."

"No way?" Bai Wu was startled, grabbed the animal fur coat next to her and wrapped it up again, and hurried down to the ground, "Then I'll go out and have a look."

This year's snow was too heavy. He stepped on the ground, and every time he stepped on a pit, his feet could be completely sunk in the snow, making it very difficult to walk.

He staggered to the backyard, and found that the bamboo was more than half withered and yellow, and there were still a lot of bamboo leaves floating on the snow, which should be the new bamboo leaves that fell today.

This bamboo leaves fall more severely than human hair. I haven't seen it in just a few days, and most of the branches are bald, looking extremely bleak.

Bai Wu's heart sank.

He expected that this winter would be difficult for the bamboo, but he didn't expect the bamboo to wither and lose its leaves so quickly.

The leaves are almost gone now, and if the weather gets colder in the future, the bamboo will probably freeze to death.

Bai Wu stood under the bamboo and thought for a while, then went back to the house to find a hoe and a big basket.

Chuan asked him through the window, "Where are you going?"

"Dig two clumps of bamboo and plant them in the house."

"Can bamboo be grown inside the house?"

"It's much warmer inside the house than outside. Planting them inside the house should help them survive the winter. Yafu, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going out."

Mo opened the door and chased after him, "I'll go with you."

The father and son braved the wind and snow to dig bamboo behind the house.

They used hoes to dig up the snow first, and then dug the bamboo underneath.

Today's soil is still not frozen hard, so it is easier to dig.

It's just that the bamboo roots of these bamboos are hard and tough, and they grow obliquely for a long distance, until they reach the bottom of the wall.

They couldn't dig out these bamboo roots with hoes. Baiwu's hands were red from the reaction force, so he had no choice but to go back to the house and bring a hatchet to cut the bamboo roots.

When they were digging bamboo, they found some winter bamboo shoots.

These winter bamboo shoots only have a small tip, and the whole body is bright yellow. They are not big, but there are quite a lot of them.

It is quite shocking that there can be so many winter bamboo shoots in this kind of weather.

Bai Wu looked around the bamboo forest, and finally dug half of the dustpan.

When Bai Wu took the bamboo shoots back, Chuan saw these bamboo shoots, and his eyes showed some pity, "Why don't you let them continue to grow?"

Bai Wu smiled, "The bamboo is about to freeze to death, how can the bamboo shoots still grow?"

"Maybe?"

"Forget it, it's a pity that it was frozen outside, so it's better to let us eat it."

Bai Wu divided the dug bamboo into three baskets, and placed one basket in each room.

These bamboos were already withered, yellow and fallen leaves, so he simply trimmed off the branches, leaving only the bamboo clumps.

The bamboo is very delicate, and the bamboo branches are also very beautiful. When placed in the room, it matches the decoration of the room very well.

Kishi didn't expect bamboo to have this effect, so he looked at bamboo a few more times, "If I knew bamboo is so beautiful, I should have dug some bamboo and planted it earlier."

"It's not too late now." Bai Wu sat on the kang, rubbed his hands, and put his cold fingers on the kang to warm up, "I wonder when Nan Yao will come back?"

"It should be almost the same. He is outside, and he probably remembers you."

Bai Wuyan nodded, feeling sleepy again, simply lifted the quilt, shrunk down, lay on the kang, and listened to his father and brother talking.

The room was rather dark, even lighting the oil lamp was useless, it was very hypnotic.

Bai Wu lay down and fell asleep again.

The two big wolves were sleeping at the foot of the kang, with their heads resting on their paws and their tails tightly pressed against their bodies. Little Hulu and Baiwu's breathing came and went one after another, making it appear that the years had been peaceful.

The days when Nan Yao was not at home were too boring, Bai Wu didn't bother to go back to the mountain, so she stayed at home and lived with her family.

In such a cold day, the family members will actually go out, but the time to go out is relatively short.

The animal skins they wear are relatively thick, so as long as they don't get frozen through when they go out, it doesn't matter much.

One day, Bai Wu was drowsy on the bed again when he heard a voice suddenly.

Usually, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids when he heard all kinds of voices, but this day he felt his heart move, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look over, only to see Nan Yao's tall figure coming in from outside the door.

Nan Yao obviously just came back from the outside, his body was covered with a thin layer of white snow.

After entering the house, the ice and snow melted, and a little water appeared under his feet.

He took off his coat and was slapping the ice and snow on his robe.

With an "ow", Bai Wu quickly threw off the quilt, jumped out of the bed, and ran towards Nanyao with her shoes on, "You're finally back! If you don't come back again, I'm thinking of going out to find you."

Bai Wu spoke quickly and urgently, except for Nan Yao, no one could hear what he said clearly.

Nan Yao lifted off the animal skin on his body, revealing his dry inner robe, and embraced him with open arms, hugging him tightly, "I miss you too much after going out for so many days."

Bai Wu hugged Nanyao's waist, closed his eyes and pressed his forehead on his shoulder, took a deep breath, "Just come back. How is the situation of the major tribes? Have you settled them down?"

"Everything has been settled. Everyone has made preparations in advance, and now it's winter and it's not a big problem."

"That's great. You sit down and have a rest, and I'll bring you some water."

"Put on your clothes first!"

Hearing this, Bai Wu jumped back onto the bed, grabbed the thick animal skin robe and wrapped it around her body, and put on her shoes and socks properly.

He ran to the kitchen, filled a large bowl with warm water, and made milk tea with green fruit in it.

The green fruit is the fruit they dug in the lake where they dug the lotus root. Its shell is relatively hard and can be stored for a long time. They have been throwing it in the utility room. It was only in winter that Baiwu discovered that it is very suitable for milk tea.

The pearls in the green fruit are the same as sago, sour and sweet, which relieves greasy and enhances the taste.

Bai Wu brought in the tea and milk tea, "Are you hungry? I'm going to cook. We've dug up a lot of winter bamboo shoots in the past two days, and I'm waiting for you to eat when you come back."

"There are still bamboo shoots this season?"

"Yeah, I'm also surprised, but I've dug them all up, there must be." Bai Wu smiled, "All the winter bamboo shoots are here, we didn't eat them, and we'll taste them when you come back."

Bai Wu carried the dustpan and was going to cook in the kitchen, while Nan Yao followed him with milk tea.

The family members saw that they were inseparable, and they were not surprised, with smiles on their faces.

A family reunion is a very happy thing. Bai Wu quickly stuffs the winter bamboo shoots into the stove. The winter bamboo shoots are simmered first, and the embers in the stove are used to force the freshness of the bamboo shoots into the bamboo shoots. This is the most delicious way to eat.

While handling the winter bamboo shoots, Bai Wu babbled to Nan Yao about what happened recently.

Although he didn't go out much, he had heard a lot of gossip during this period, and now he happened to share it with Nan Yao.