The cold wind blew across the earth, taking away the vitality and warmth, leaving only death and coldness.

"@#@#ssdd!"

In such weather, there was a series of loud shouts.

A man with disheveled hair, waving a weapon in his hand, led the rest of the people with disheveled hair, waving their weapons in their hands, and charged towards others.

This state and behavior look like crazy!

In the cold wind and the loud shouting, people from both sides soon came into contact.

The rusty stone pierced into the body, and little flowers of blood bloomed.

The temperature in the blood was quickly taken away by the cold wind, turning it as cold as a stone piercing the body.

Amidst the blood splashing, some people stumbled to the ground, their eyes widening as they quickly lost their vitality.

The empty, lifeless eyes stared blankly at the gloomy, empty sky...

As night falls, the bonfire is burning, and the smell of barbecue fills the night air with the wind.

The flickering firelight illuminated the faces.

There is very little flesh on the face and lacks rosiness.

It's the warm and ruddy firelight that shines on them, which adds some brilliance to these faces.

Everyone gathered here, no one spoke.

Everyone wolfed down the food and ate it greedily.

The leader of the Sharp Tooth Tribe and some other stronger people in the tribe were holding the roasted meat and biting it wantonly.

After eating a few mouthfuls, I will drink two more mouthfuls of the cooked broth...

Only the leader of the Sharp Tooth Tribe and the physically strong people in the tribe can enjoy barbecue, something that can withstand hunger.

The rest of the people could only drink broth cooked in clay pots.

In order to make the broth more hunger-resistant, a lot of excavated grass roots were also put into the pot.

Although there is not much thick broth and it is far less hungry than barbecued meat, it is already a rare delicacy for these people.

Therefore, everyone ate extremely greedily, and some people even had sweat on their foreheads...

The low-temperature sun rose from the southeast, and the Sharptooth tribesmen, who had eaten food again, set off from where they were and walked in one direction.

On the ground after they left, there were burned ashes and some gnawed bones.

These bones are no longer complete.

They were smashed into pieces with stones, and the bone marrow contained inside them had disappeared.

Although these bones are not quite complete, we can still see the shadow of something from their remaining outlines.

The sun shines down and falls on these broken bones, revealing some dazzling white...

The leader of the sharp-toothed tribe with disheveled hair held a weapon in his hand and led the people of the tribe toward the front.

While walking, he kept looking around.

This is looking for something to eat.

These things may be meat or not. As long as they are something that can satisfy their hunger after being eaten, the leader of the Sharp Tooth Tribe wants them all and will not refuse them.

During this search, he was also looking forward to meeting some people.

Because this means that the people in their tribe will get a lot of food!

Not only did he think so and have such a wish, but the people in the tribe following him also had such thoughts.

In the past, the people of the Sharp Fang tribe were very kind and would feel uneasy about robbing other tribes.

Before robbing the nesting tribe, I also thought of taking only part of the food, leaving enough food for the nesting tribe to satisfy their hunger, so as to prevent the people of the nesting tribe from falling into a survival crisis due to lack of food.

However, such kindness, as the cruel reality imposes cruel things on them little by little, the kindness in their hearts is rapidly fading, and finally disappears without a trace.

When their stomachs and lives are constantly under serious threat, when they think about the robbery again, they not only no longer feel ashamed, but also feel unbearable. Instead, they only worry that there are less things to snatch.

Those who are listed as objects of robbery and can be used as food are not limited to food, but also those who own food!

The cold wind was blowing constantly, blowing the sharp-toothed tribe leader's messy hair.

He led the people in the tribe and walked forward. His eyes hidden behind his messy hair showed no emotion, as if they had become as cold as the wind and everything in the wind.

It seems like there is no warmth anymore...

Time keeps passing by, slowly but so fast that people are caught off guard.

The Qingque Lord Tribe is already covered with heavy snow.

What I like most about rainy days are children. They are constantly playing with their feet in puddles while being soaked in the rain. They can never get enough of this kind of thing.

Similarly, the people who like snow the most are also children.

The jubilant children in the snow look like little lambs that have just been let out of the sheepfold, not to mention the end of their joy!

In the room with the windows papered, the kang had already been burned, making it very warm.

The snow on the roof was affected by the temperature in the room through the tiles, and turned into water, dripping down drop by drop.

In the room, Bai Xuemei was holding a little swaddling baby in her arms, patting it gently with her hands.

A tiny baby slept among the swaddling clothes.

From the baby's eyebrows, you can see some shadows of Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei.

This is the third child of Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei.

Because Han Cheng was not around, this little guy, who was less than three months old, didn't have a name yet.

Bai Xuemei called him "baby, baby".

This kind of title was learned from Brother Cheng who was far away in Jinguan City in the south.

In the past, Brother Cheng would call the unnamed children this way from time to time.

Bai Xuemei couldn't decide the child's name. She had to wait until Brother Cheng came back from Jinguan City in the south to let Brother Cheng choose it.

Brother Cheng is so wise, he will definitely be able to give his child a very nice name!

Listening to the children's laughter outside, Bai Xuemei, who was thinking about these things in her heart, couldn't help but think of her brother Cheng who was far away in the south and had not returned...

After doing this for a while, she gently placed the sleeping child on the warm kang, then quietly walked to the corner of the room and sat on a small wooden pier wrapped in linen.

Then I started to weave the cloth one by one...

The weather here in Jinguancheng has also become colder. Although there is no snow or ice, the temperature has still dropped sharply compared with before.

As the temperature drops, Jinguancheng here not only does not become bleak, but on the contrary becomes more and more lively.

Whether they were busy or not, everyone had smiles on their faces, as if something was gestating.

Everyone is looking forward to its arrival.

What everyone is looking forward to is the New Year!

Nowadays, Nian, who was directly transplanted from later generations by Han Cheng, is becoming more and more popular.

It has become the most important and most anticipated day for the Qingque tribe.

Han Cheng's intangible influence on this is on the one hand, and the most important aspect is that during the Chinese New Year, there are enough delicious food and fun things, so that you can just stop working and have a good rest!

There are delicious food and fun things, and you can work openly without feeling any guilt. How can such a festival not be loved by people?

Of course, there are limits to such festivals.

It's okay to relax for a short period of time for a few days in a year and make people feel relaxed, but it won't work if such days last for a long time.

It makes people feel that they have no bottom in their hearts, their whole body is empty, and they feel extremely uncomfortable...

Well, even the New Year cannot be too long.

The aroma of the food is constantly filling the air, enchanting people's minds.

The cold weather seems not to be cold anymore, and the air is filled with intoxicating warmth.

The adults are busy inside and outside, preparing for the upcoming New Year's Eve dinner.

Although children don't have much to do, they are no less busy than adults and are even busier than many adults.

Constantly running back and forth in the tribe.

He would look at this and that, and then he would get together and chatter for a while, with a sense of joy all over his body...

Han Cheng stood up with a wine bowl in hand. Seeing this, the rest of the tribe also stood up with wine bowls in hand. They all turned to look in the direction of Han Cheng, with smiles on their faces.

Although they haven't drank yet, many people's faces are already red, as if they are drunk.

"Come on, we have worked hard for a year, let's have a drink! It's time to eat and drink later, let's celebrate it properly!"

Han Cheng looked at the people in the tribe and said loudly, with a smile on his face.

Then he passed the hand holding the wine bowl forward and invited everyone in the tribe to clink glasses with him.
To be continued...