Farming Animals

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Rong Xiao looked up at the snowflakes outside the window, sighed softly, and the white air he exhaled condensed into a ball in the air, clearly reminding the people in the house how cold this winter afternoon was.

This year's winter came very early, and the sudden heavy snow caught all the clansmen by surprise. Fortunately, most of the preparations for winter have been made. After the initial surprise, the clansmen immediately took out the winter supplies they had prepared earlier. The elders and stewards also began to distribute various tasks for the winter in an orderly manner, so the short-term panic in the tribe quickly subsided.

The overwintering materials prepared by the tribesmen are in different shapes and forms. For the elders in the tribe and the young tribesmen who are born with disabilities and cannot transform themselves, thick clothes are of course indispensable. The body and the external soul power keep warm. This group of old or young and fragile people do not have such a strong support. The only thing they can rely on is external force.

What's more, most of them live in the outlying shack areas with the harshest conditions. If they don't keep warm, sleeping in the middle of the night may become a luxury.

The dog descendants in the clan are classified according to their abilities. The central area and the poultry-livestock-raising area with better conditions are mostly occupied by younger clansmen and high-level fighters with soul power. As for the old and weak with low abilities They can only live in the outermost and humblest places.

Due to the difference in physique and the harsh living conditions, many old and weak people will die silently in the snowy night. For a long time, the old and weak have called winter the harvest season of the god of death, which shows their fear and fear of it.

As one of the residents of the shed area, Rong Xiao will do what he can every winter. He will repair the house for the elderly early, make jackets with thick felt for the frail cubs, and eat food in the deep winter. During the most scarce days, there was always some extra food in his hut to feed those who were suffering from hunger and cold. This kind of accumulated care earned him a very high reputation and influence in the shanty town. When there is an emergency, everyone follows his example.

In the past, Jun Ke looked down on Rong Xiao's excessive selflessness. It wasn't until the power of speech in the entire shanty town fell into Rong Xiao's hands that he didn't say anything more. Sometimes he would sigh, Rong Xiao Sure enough, like his father, he was born with a convincing leadership.

For this kind of admiration, Rong Xiao is noncommittal. Everything he does is purely based on his heart. Besides, he doesn't feel that he is very similar to his father who passed away. At least, he is the "father" mentioned by Jun Ke. Not alike.

In Jun Ke's mouth, his father is strong and reliable, and he is the object of trust of the entire clan. He has superb soul power, and naturally wins the trust and admiration of all high-ranking soul warriors. He is full of charm and is loved by everyone in the clan. Bai Yu's admiration, if not for his untimely death, he has the ability to bring the whole tribe to glory.

Maybe time will really beautify the memory. The perfect father of the patriarch gradually became a very symbolic symbol in the chanting of Ah Shu Junke, an existence that can only be looked up to. However, in Rong Xiao's scattered and vague In Rong Xiao's childhood memory, the "father" was just a young man with a hearty laugh, generous hands, and a strong physique. These two "fathers" were clearly separated in Rong Xiao's heart. The existence of the patriarch's father, Constantly reminding him and all the clansmen how obvious the gap is between him and his dead father. After all, before his death, his father was already a fifth-level soul warrior, and he, as a near-adult The canine family still couldn't even take shape.

The title of "inferior ethnicity" has been inseparable from him since he can remember.

The firepit in the house was burning hotter than ever, but it couldn't dispel the all-pervasive cold wind. Like this all-pervasive cold wind, the long-term memory slowly soaked into my mind. It was an unforgettable childhood time. The only child of the head of the family, he naturally bears the expectations of the whole family, which once made him full of ambitions, and also made him feel disappointed. Now, after living alone for nearly ten years, in the past, except for a few warm fragments It also reminded him from time to time, more, had already sunk into the depths of the sea of ​​memory, he was no longer pretentious, nor would he underestimate himself, he was an independent individual, not someone's son, that's all.

The momentary memory was interrupted because someone entered the house, Rong Xiao raised his head, rushed forward and nodded, "Uncle."

Jun Ke entered the house as usual, and complained as he walked: "I don't know what's going on these few days, the food given has never been enough. I just divided it, and it was directly reduced by half. I have been arguing there until now. "

While talking, Jun Ke threw the bag of food in his hand on the ground, as if recalling the Yangtze River just now, his complexion was very bad, and he looked unhappy.He spoke in a natural tone, as if the quarrel ten months ago had passed away, and all the cruel words that were left behind at that time were also nullified.

Rong Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, he got up and went forward to weigh the bag, and said after a while: "It's still missing."

"Satisfied, it took me a long time to get here. Those who go late will get even less." Jun Ke said angrily: "This year is really strange. Didn't the army just come from the county capital?" Come back? How to divide things is getting more and more stingy."

That's because what he brought back from the county capital was not supplies, but a few carts of jade feathers. Rong Xiao didn't say this slander, he knew very well that if he really said it, his good uncle might just run away Go to the patriarch theory.

He opened the bag without making a sound, and there were grains and a small amount of meat in it. He reached out and probed inside, until he touched a small piece of cheese the size of a baby's palm. Less, even the quality has dropped a lot, Rong Xiao's heart sank, but he could hear Jun Ke complaining to himself: "I went a little late this time, I must go earlier next time, you and I will go together, if there are fewer things to send out, I will not agree."

"If there is another time, let's talk about it next time." Rong Xiao lowered his head and replied casually. He put his eyes on the pile of miscellaneous grains and estimated the amount of miscellaneous grains. He took out a very small part first, and turned to the In empty grain jars in the house.There is less food than before, but it takes a longer time to support it. He needs to save some food. He is not optimistic about the next food sharing that Jun Ke said. If the patriarch Rong Shu really didn't bring back more supplies, This is likely to be all the food for the whole winter.

Jun Ke didn't understand the meaning of Rong Xiao's words, and he couldn't help saying: "Why isn't there a next time, the winter eclipse, once in the first month, once in the middle of the month, it's the usual practice, you just fell asleep and forgot." Said Then, he also looked at Rong Xiao strangely, Rong Xiao was not going to tell him a conjecture without circumstantial evidence, and he didn't say much after hearing it, anyway, he was in charge of the food for the two of them, just controlling the amount.

"I've finished the jacket. Uncle, let's take a look." After packing the food, he changed the subject.

"Take it out and have a look." Jun Ke immediately forgot the topic just now, and he wanted to see the new clothes in high spirits.

The jacket is made of animal skin and linen, with thick felt sandwiched in the middle. It feels hard and thick, but it feels very warm. As long as it does not get wet with rain or snow, it can provide sufficient warmth at night.

Jun Ke rubbed it fondly, and said sincerely: "Ah Xiao, you are really good at crafting, and the Yuzu who will form a bond with you in the future will be blessed." Although the transformed Yuzu has a set of feathered clothes, but, In human form, prefers to wear outerwear and accessories over it.

Brocade clothes and luxurious clothes are common preferences of all the Yu clan, but the extravagant Yuyu is more exaggerated.Orcs who have a partner will make clothes for their partner to express their love.

Rong Xiao knew the teasing in his uncle's words without looking, and he didn't respond. Looking at the clothes in his hands, besides his two, there were also a few specially made small ones for those with congenital disabilities in the shantytown. This is the usual practice every year. This year, Rong Xiao made a special one. Although he is in a shanty town, the news is not blocked. Those old and weak who benefited He always likes to tell him the news he hears, so he can know that the clever little gray feather has successfully transformed into a shape. Looking at the clothes, Rong Xiao laughed at himself and put it away again. Now that the transformation has been completed, it must be well taken care of at this moment. I am afraid that the clothes I made will not be needed.

The two put back the things that Jun Ke had brought back, and Rong Xiao took the clothes he had prepared to find the old and young in the clan. Although he couldn't share his guess with Jun Ke, he still had a good idea for those old and weak. A special reminder, don't be greedy for a while, and you will starve for most of the winter.

Jun Ke was already used to this kindness, so he took a ready-made clothes and went out first.

Rong Xiao walked around the shanty town in the deep snow. It was already late at night, and the bleak appearance of other residents in the cold night made his heart sink. He came back with more burning materials for heating, and when he looked up, he saw a gray-black shadow rushing straight towards him from a distance.

He was already alert, and his eyes immediately locked on to the other party. The first thing that caught his eyes was a pair of bright and familiar eyes, gray, round and always shining with a sly light. Rong Xiao widened his eyes in shock, seeing The palm-sized gray chick flew over, and even forgot to dodge, but saw the gray chick circled in mid-air, and then stopped on top of his head like a prank.

Feeling the weight on the top of his head, the troubles just now seemed to disappear without a trace, Rong Xiao felt the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, revealing the first real smile since today,