Cannon fodder is an improper stepping stone for cubs [Quick Transmigration]

Jiujiu was sure that Father would not be angry with him, so she answered without hesitation, leaned over to fawn on Father, and then passed her paw over.

"Father, where are the fruits?"

"Get a beating first and then talk?"

The more Jing looked at it, the more headache he felt. He felt as if he had become the kind of father he didn't like the most.

He spoiled the child so much that he couldn't help making excuses for Jiujiu.

It's just a little hedgehog, it's normal for him to be hungry and want to eat when he's not around, but if he blames him for this, it's like he's asking too much of him.

After her father said those words, Jiujiu quickly rolled herself into a hedgehog ball.

"Father, can you beat me like this?"

Jing glanced at the little hedgehog that had shrunk into a ball, but rolled his eyes helplessly, and really beat him up like this, but he was the one who was injured.

"Go get the fruit yourself."

"Great!"

Jing didn't tell Jiujiu where he put the fruit he found before, but there was no need to speak up on his own initiative, Jiujiu had already ran over very consciously.

When Jiujiu started to nibble on the fruit, Jing walked up to him and sat down, asking:

"You don't store any food, what will you do in winter?"

"I will eat whatever Father eats."

Jiujiu is not worried at all, he is not a serious little hedgehog anyway.

Xingjun is more worried about whether he is doing well in this world than himself. Knowing that the food here is difficult, he is afraid that he will starve to death.

Even if it was the bloody meat they ate before, Jiujiu could eat it if he really wanted to, but he couldn't accept it psychologically.

"Can I eat it?"

"can!"

Other hedgehogs can't, so can he.

Jing was relieved when he heard this, so he stopped stopping him from eating fruit. Occasionally, when he encountered some relatively novel fruits, he would bring them back for Jiujiu to see if he could eat them.

The orcs in the tribe are different from previous years. In previous years, when the weather turned cold and winter came, they would eat desperately, but this year they deliberately controlled their eating.

Store most of the food according to the method told them by the beast god messenger.

After making bacon, it can be stored for a long time in a dry and ventilated place.

Every day, Jiujiu likes to go to see the piled up meat with her father. Seeing more and more of them, her heart becomes more and more stable.

"This winter, we will definitely survive."

"Father, you can rely on the fire to keep warm, and plant some food next year, which is better for storage."

Jing is now used to hanging an animal skin bag on her clothes, which contains Jiujiu.

Although it doesn't look very good, at least it's better than a very prickly hedgehog staying directly on itself.

"Can you recognize it?"

"Father is suspicious of Jiujiu?"

The little hedgehog sitting there stood up suddenly, Jing realized that she had said something wrong, and hurriedly changed her words:

"I mean, will it be very hard to recognize so many plants?"

Jing is now able to master the language to communicate with the seaside orcs, relying on Jiujiu to teach him every day, and doesn't worry much about the others. The life in the tribe is getting better step by step at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's hard to imagine that not so long ago their wish was just to survive this winter.

Winter was fast approaching, and when the snow fell, the orcs were not as desperate as they had been in previous years.

They have stored enough food to last them through the winter.

Ganchai didn't think about it before, and when he found out that there was not enough, Xiu took a group of young orcs out to look for it.

There are very few thunderstorms in winter, and they need to protect the fire.

The number of times they were able to own fire before was very small, so it was the first time they discovered that besides roasting food, this thing can also have such a good effect on heating.

Most of the orcs gathered together to warm up in a huge cave, and Jiujiu disliked their snoring too loudly, and asked Father to burn a small one for himself in the cave alone.

For this reason, Jing had to find some dry firewood every day and came back. Seeing the little hedgehog leaning against the fire with a few fruits on his back, a smile appeared in his eyes,

"Father, go find some smarter orcs."

Jiujiu, who was full of sleep, suddenly realized that she had forgotten another very important thing.

Before he came, Xingjun told himself that the Beast God once said that he would teach them characters in winter.

Although Jiujiu felt that the beast god's creative ability was not very good, and the text looked as complicated as a painting, she still kept it firmly in mind.

This may be like in some worlds he experienced before, it is a part of history, and the text will slowly evolve into the simplest appearance.

"it is good."

Jiujiu held a wooden stick with her little paws, drew a word on the ground, and decided to teach them this first today.

Know how to count first, and then slowly teach them to use words to write records.

Anyway, there was nothing serious to do in winter, and upon hearing that the Beast God envoy was willing to teach them new skills, not only the selected orcs, but also many other orcs were keen to join in the fun.

Blocked at the entrance of the cave, even if it is cold outside, the bottom of my heart is still hot.

They have a very devout belief in the beast god, as if they can get in touch with the world where the beast god lives through the wonderful pictures drawn by the beast god's messenger.

Jiujiu, who was thirsty after a hard day, lay there, waiting for his father to feed water to his mouth, turned over and lay there muttering:

"Father, I'm so tired."

"Then do you want to rest tomorrow?"

Jing saw his cub lying there so tired, it must be a lie to say that he didn't feel distressed, probably because of his father's subconscious maintenance of the cub, he also began to dislike those orcs who came too much.

"Tomorrow, I will draw a picture. When the winter is over, my father will take people to find those things."

The next day Jiujiu really didn't want to see those orcs, so he asked his father to find him a piece of animal skin, dipped some paint on his paws, and drew rice and wheat in this world on it.

Jing saw that Jiujiu didn't want to move anymore, so she asked the most talented orc in the tribe to draw a few more pictures based on this, and distributed them to other tribes around.

They are all the people of the Beast God, so they should help each other.

When the people of those tribes got it, they gave some gifts as thanks. They heard that the messenger of the beast god was a little hedgehog, and they specially sent over a plant they dug out in the snow.

A small animal skin bag, not too much, but the fruit tastes quite sweet.

Jiujiu, who was originally lying there and didn't want to turn around, was instantly revived with full blood after seeing the delicious fruit.

Jiujiu didn't know what it was, he tasted it and felt that it tasted like that kind of fruit radish, it was crunchy and sweet and delicious.

It's just that he doesn't look very good-looking, just like himself, and every time Jiujiu eats it, he wants to round it up first.

In addition to teaching the orcs the importance of words every day, they also teach them how to count time.

When Jiujiu started teaching them this, Jing deliberately took out some of the food they had stored in the cave, and asked the orcs to practice counting on that food.

After eating the fruit, Jiujiu started to eat meat with her father again.

Jing noticed that he didn't particularly like it, and he discovered that stone pots can cook meat without a teacher.

It takes a long time to eat roasted bacon every time, but the taste is much better after being boiled in water.

It is also delicious to hold and chew. The only headache is that he only likes to eat lean meat, and fat meat is too greasy.

In the long winter, the orcs don't have to worry about food any more, and they also have plenty of life every day.

The Beast God Messenger taught them a lot, and if they didn't work harder, they wouldn't be able to remember it the next day.

The little hedgehog of the Beast God Messenger is not fierce, even if he doesn't remember it, he will tell it again patiently, but their patriarch is different.

Once, Xiu wanted to be lazy for a while because of his snooze in winter. After a day, he forgot all the content taught him by the beast god messenger. The patriarch directly let him sleep on his stomach outside the cave all night.

Xiu wasn't terribly afraid, but he felt a little ashamed. Since then, he studied peacefully every time, for fear of being punished by the patriarch again.

The weather is getting warmer, and the ice and snow are beginning to melt. Jiujiu can often hear the sound of water falling after the snow melts, just like when it rains.

He could see green buds sprouting from a branch, and in his heart he began to look forward to whether the little butterfly he had played with would come over at this time.

When the prey became easy to catch outside again, the orcs had more important things to do, so they didn't have the time to listen to Jiujiu's lecture.

While they breathed a sigh of relief, Jiujiu also felt a lot more relaxed. Every time his voice was almost hoarse, the group of orcs still couldn't understand what he wanted to express.

Most of the classes were spent by them walking happily, while Jiujiu stayed there by herself and was irritated into a hedgehog ball.

Some orcs found the plant that was drawn at the beginning on the way back from hunting. They brought the seedling back and planned to let Jiujiu see if it was that thing.

Jiujiu took it and carefully identified it, then leaned over to taste it, and it was almost the same taste.

It is not very sure to recognize him from the appearance, but he took a bite while Xingjun was not paying attention, it was this kind of taste that was not delicious at all.

Jiujiu doesn't need to worry about these things, Jing feels that as a father, she must help her son with these things.

Arrange some orcs who can't go out to hunt, and start planting this kind of thing in the tribe.

He was looking forward to what the food that was very easy to preserve in Jiujiu's mouth would look like.

They had seen this kind of grass in the forest before, but they had never seen them when they were mature.

After Jiujiu planted it, every day when Father went hunting, he would go over to have a look.

The orcs regard this as hope, but Jiujiu is more curious about how fast it can grow. At first, it was not as tall as his little hedgehog, but then it gradually became the same as itself.

Later, Jiujiu had to look up to see its complete appearance.From then on, Jiujiu didn't like to go.

Hmph, Xiao Xiaodao is also taller than him!