Chapter 023. Sal's Fear

The waning moon hidden in the clouds coldly reflects on the earth, and under the dim moonlight, the rugged grassland looks like a sleeping ancient beast. People walking on the ground can't feel its pulsation, and occasionally hear a slight breath, and regard it as an untimely monsoon.

The snow werewolves drag the trawl nets made of vines and straws through the bushes and weeds. The big-bellied trawl nets with a long tow rope on one side are filled with acorns, and the load of each trawl net is several. Over a hundred kilograms, even the Snow Werewolf would feel tired with such a heavy burden, and the white mist from the mouth with heavy gasping sound disturbed this lonely and primitive beautiful night from time to time.

"Huh... this is more tiring than dragging a wild boar, so be careful not to go too fast and push the acorns out." Oxhorn stretched his tongue and panted, "Ayun, is there a good way for you to tell us finished these acorns faster?" 　　

"Emm,perhaps, drag the horned oxen to carry it?" Xiao Yun, who only dragged half the amount of his tribe, was also tired. "Even if we use oxen, there is not so much leather bags to hold the acorns, we still have to drag, uh, it seems to be okay to drag the net with bulls."　　

"I'll drag with bulls on the next trip." The patriarch said, "We will lead the bulls and walk slowly."

They thought that to carry the acorns was similar to carry the wild boars. It is not the same thing when they were really dragged on. One was the probability of falling the acorns from the trawl when walking, and the nets cannot be dragged by brute force; the other was the difference in quantity. The pile of acorns in the oak forest would have to be more than a hundred tons, compared with the amount of snow werewolves... After pulling two back and forth, the patriarch began to feel desperate.　　

The third time the team hauling the acorns returned to the tribe, it was dawn... the tribesmen who had been walking all night were too tired to get up. When Xiao Yun saw that this was not possible, he forced himself and call the cubs who were left as housekeeper, stewed a few large pots of food for the tribes too eat before they going to bed, and then told Fleece and other cubs weaved some trawls for the cattle, and he climbed up on the heatable bed.

After a long sleep and waked up, the whole clan continued to haul acorns. The trawl nets made by the cubs were put on the backs of the curved horns and drove dozens of the strongest male curved horns to the jungle.

The grip and drag force of a four-legged animal is much better than that of a two-legged intelligent creature. No matter how strong the snow werewolf is, it is impossible to carry the charge of a wild boar head-on, this is the same reason. The 400-kg tonnage-heavy curved horn bulls can drag at least one ton of acorns at a time, and the vine and grass nets can drag even more if they are wear-resistant. This is completely incomparable to the snow werewolf... relying on the capacity of the bulls, it has worked hard for two whole days and one night. Finally, all the acorns in the oak forest were moved back, they didn't give the various beasts and rodents a more chance to eat the acorns.

Nearly two hundred tons of acorns were dragged back, and storage became a big problem... Fortunately, the temperature had dropped to close to zero at this time, and Xiao Yun asked the tribe to dig a few large pits to bury them ... it's over.

The whole clan mobilization to transport acorns exhausted everyone, and even Oxhorn didn't have the energy to call he want to eat fried fish... Everyone slept for a full day to raise energy, and then they came back to life and went straight to the jungle to pick mushrooms and cut down oak trees-when it snows, there will be no more skiitake mushrooms and enoki mushrooms in the wild.　　

After picking all the shiitake mushrooms that can be seen by the eyes, whether they are deformed or dysplastic...the snow finally fell.

"Heh...yawn (~O~)...hiss~~" 　　

Ashan opened the animal skin door curtain and yawned halfway through, and he poured a mouthful of snowflakes into the oncoming cold wind, and quickly put down the door curtain and then he hugged some wood to press the door curtain, and turned his head and shouted at the people who were still on the heatable bed, "It's snowing!" 　　

"It rained a little last night, I think it should snow." The patriarch slowly got up, pulled over the skins and covered his legs, "Fortunately, we finished picking the mushrooms yesterday. we don't need to go anymore today. It's too uncomfortable to walk in the snow." 　　

"I obviously didn't go hunting this year, but it feels better than usual be tired." Hongye was sitting against the wall, rubbing her arms with a tired face. She had been up for a while, because she was so tired that she rarely grinds her bones without a free time.

"This year is also more harvested than in previous years." Ashan smiled triumphantly, and looked proudly at his nephew who was still sleeping in the head covering, "We have a lot of meat, a lot of fodder, a lot of acorns, as well as houses and heatable beds."

"It's a bit cold, add some more firewood." The patriarch didn't cooperate with Ashan to brag, and urged him with his hands.

"Oh, alright." Ashan squatted down and grabbed a few firewood stuffed in the stove, then opened the lid and looked at the blunt broth on the stove...Anyway, it would be a waste to use firepower. After the heatable beds started to burn, there was a pottery pot on the stove for a long time. .　　

The wild boar that has been soaked to remove the blood and the shredded shiitake mushrooms are stewed in the pots. As soon as the fragrance spreads, Oxhorn who was still snoring sat up like springs: "Meat!"

Ashan & Patriarch & Hongye: "..." 　　

"This guy, remember to find something to eat without opening his eyes..." The patriarch stared at Oxhoren who swayed and climbed down the heatable bed and touched the large stove and took the pottery bowl, "He was not like this before, because Ayun spoiled him now." 　　

"In the past, we didn't have food to eat, Oxhorn could only used to catch some fish and grill fish, without salt sish he could eat a lot." Hongye said, "Oh, Ashan, could you fill a bowl for me, did you add bean sprouts to the soup?" 　　

"Not yet, I'll go get some bean sprouts and add it." Ashan walked back to his position on the bed, pick up the animal skin clothes that serve as quilts and put them on.　　

"Then get some enoki mushrooms by the way, remember to wash off the mud." Hongye said.

"Hmm..." The patriarch wanted to add shiitake mushrooms, but suddenly remembered that Ayun said that shiitake mushrooms are too less and it only to be used as a seasoning and cannot be cooked like enoki mushrooms, so he didn't feel embarrassed to speak.

Ashan removed the wood that pressed the animal skin door curtain, opened the door curtain and went out, and saw... the outside of the house has become a world of ice and snow: the pork mountain piled on the rattan mats is frozen, and all the tents that are eliminated into small warehouses are given to the heavy snow cover was tight and solid, and some of the buildings that were not strong enough were also crushed by the snow. Even the grass sheds specially set up for bean sprouts in the tribe were a bit shorter (it is always inconvenient to grow bean sprouts on the river bank, so after the tribe burn the jugs, it was transferred to the tribe, they were convenient to fetch water).

"Is the first snow of this year bigger than in previous years?" Ashan was a little surprised. He felt cold in the middle of the night when he slept last night, but the cold was not very obvious, so he didn't take it seriously... Now it seems that heatable bed it's really good to sleep, and if it had snowed so much in previous years, he would definitely wake up from freezing.

"...Oh, no!" Ashan frowned and rushed towards Sal's tent.

Sal's tent is a square-top tent, with two slopes left, and it's relatively solid, but it hasn't been crushed by the heavy snow, but... the insulation performance of the wool felt tent is really not that good. The only difference between the inside and outside of the tent is that the wind is not so heavy. Ashan rushed into the tent and saw that Sal was lying curled up by the warming fire, wrapped in animal skins. The fire was not extinguished and no one else was hanging up. His mouth was blue, his face turned pale, and his expression was vague. His eyes are out of focus.

Ashan quickly picked up Sal and rushed out of the cold tent, ran back to the warm mud brick house, apart from anything else he pulled the patriarch who occupied the heatable bed's head away, put the frozen Sal up, and caught the skins which covered the patriarch especially warm to wrap the Sal.

"...I almost forgot about leatherworker." The patriarch slapped his head, "Oh yes, he hasn't come to sleep on the heatable bed... strangely, is anyone not allowed him come?" 　　

"Oh? Have it?" Ashan surprised, Hongye was also inexplicable.

"No, it's because the leatherworker refused to come." Fleece woke up, rubbing her eyes and sat up, "I have called him several times...yawn, did someone drink the broth just now, it smells good." 　　

" Snoring..." Oxhorn who slept again swallowed.　　

"Perhaps, humans can't sleep on the heatable bed?" Hongye guessed.　　

"Then put him down quickly." The patriarch hurriedly.

"Wait, he's frozen like this." Ashan said, but Ashan was not sure whether humans could sleep on the heatable bed or not, and reached out to feel the temperature between Sal's butt and the animal skin on the bed, and then turned Sal over and opened his pants to see if he had been burnt.

"It's not being burned... Forget it, I watched him turn him over a little bit. It shouldn't happen." 　　

"Is there a lot of snow outside." Hongye said, "Last year the leatherworker was not frozen so early like today." 　　

"It's so big, your tent collapsed." Ashan said casually.　　

Hongye screamed and jumped off the heatable bed and rushed out...and remember to wear shoes.　　

"Oh, the bean sprouts shed is okay." Fleece also hurried down to the bed to check her exclusive straw shed.

"Ayun said that when the snow is too big, remember to remove the snow from the roof, otherwise the roof will be crushed." The patriarch sat down on the edge of the heatable bed and put on his shoes, "Ashan, look at the leatherworker, I will remove the snow." 　　

"I remove the snow, Patriarch, you look at the leatherworker, and Ayun taught me how to do it." Ashan said hurriedly, the house is too important, and he is a little worried about others.　　

A lot of people got up in this room, and someone woke up in the other room.

"Hmm...huh!" 　　

Sweaty Qingyan opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that... the left thigh was on his chest, and the right half of the shoulder and the arm were hugging his belly tightly.

"...No wonder Ayun would rather squeeze into another crowded room and never sleep with the two of you." 　　

Qingyan pushes away Qingcao and Dahe who sleep very poorly, wipes his sweat and sits up... and then he just sits up. Saw Dahe who had pressed him with his thigh for the whole night tightly holding a snow werewolf cub in her arms, the cub was soaked with sweat on the top of his head.

Silently rescued the sleeping cub, Qingyan avoided Dehe who with the poorly sleeping position, put on shoes, put firewood in the big stove, opened the door curtain and looked out: "——Huh? Big snow?!" 　　

Outside, close to the thick animal skin pressed with wood, a step away is the thick snow covering the knees. Qingyan who slept ignorantly all night was shocked.

"... The heatable bed and the house are really good things. If you sleep in the tent, you will be cold to death in such a heavy snow. How can you sleep so soundly without knowing it. Oh, I don't know how the tribe is..." Qing Yan sighed. He liked the life in the Xuelang tribe, but he still couldn't forget his tribe.

Taking a long branch to clear the snow on the roof, Ashan saw Qingyan and waved quickly: "Qingyan, come and help to remove the snow." 　　

"Oh, what should I do?"

Ashan looked at Qingyan's small body, and then he lifted him up: "Well...You are only a little heavier than a snow werewolf cub. The roof should be able to bear your weight. You can climb up and push the snow down."

Qingyan was shocked by Ashan's behaviour and stared at Ashan for a few seconds...

The two people cleared the roof of two heated rooms plus an activity room that hadn't been heated yet, and the clansmen woke up one after another. When it snowed so hard in previous years, everyone was so cold that they could only stay in the tent shivering and drowsy; this year they ate well and slept well, and all of them were full of energy, and the adult people began to clean the snow in the tribe. , The cubs cheered and rushed to the white snowy field outside to roll around.　　

Xiao Yun stayed asleep until he woke up naturally, and it was half the morning had gone when he opened his eyes. He stretched his waist and lay on the bed in animal skins, and found that...There are more clansmen still on the heatable bed today than before.

"No grazing, no hunting, no patrol...huh, it's really a relaxing winter." Xiao Yunmi stared and slowly sat up, and the tribesmen who were sitting next to each other or chatting or weaving rattan made the atmosphere in the house particularly relaxing, even he was infected. He didn't worry about the tribe's livelihood as soon as he woke up as usual.　　

"Is it still snowing outside?"　

"Well, the snow on the roof has been cleared once. Ayun wants to drink the broth, there are leftovers of the bean sprouts and enoki mushrooms that have just been added."

"Have you washed the enoki mushroom?"

"I added it and washed it yet." Fleece who was weaving the rattan grass and looked over, "Everyone all knows Ayun you don't like mud in the soup. Now everyone doesn't want to drink mud in the soup as well." if there is some mud in the soup, the taste will become bitter." 　　

"Ayun, do you want to eat fried fish?" "... Oxhorn looked pleadingly at Xiao Yun.

"...Brother Oxhorn, can you tell me something else?" 　　

"Oh." Oxhorn swallowed, "Ayun will you fry the beans? I want to play a game of chopstick war." 　　

Xiao Yun put on shoes under his black face... Then he was shocked to find that Sal was actually nestled on the heatable bed. When his gaze was cast over, Sal was embarrassed and turned his face away.

"This guy..." The corner of Xiao Yun's mouth twitched, "Could it be that he thought I am a demon or a ghosts, and refused to enjoy the benefits that I bring, so he is afraid of me... I don't remember why he disliked me in the first time..."

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Yun was a little bit angry and a little funny. He stretched his tone and said, "Sal~~" 　　

Sal gave him a guilty look, and his head dropped.

"It's so cold and it's snowing again. It's not easy to sleep in the tent, right?" Xiao Yun deliberately.

"Cough, cough!" Sal made a fake cough, still lowered his head and said nothing.

"Could it be that Ayun, you don't let the leatherworker sleep on the heatable bed?" Hongye disapproved,

"Ayun, don't bully the leatherworker. Humans are very fragile. If Ashan hadn't found him early in the morning, the leatherworker might have been frozen." 　　

" Huh?" The patriarch who was chatting with the clansman looked over with sharp eyes.

"No, I am not. It's not my reason." Xiao Yun didn't agree with them said, "I have never done anything with him, but it's Sal who has a problem with me." 　　

The eyes of the clansmen in a room immediately focused on Sal.

Sal insisted on not eating bean sprouts or sleeping on the heatabe bed during these days. He was under great psychological pressure. He was a lot thinner than when Xiao Yun first arrived. His beard and scum cheeks were sunken. At this moment, Xiao Yun pointed his problem, so his face was becoming red and red, and his head couldn't be held up.

"Leathermaker, why don't you like Ayun?" Hongye was particularly confused, and Ashan frowned as well.

"..." Sal felt distressed and couldn't say yet. Your own people don't think the cub Ayun is weird. What else can he say?

Xiao Yun didn't really want to force Sal. First, it was too naive and like a chil in a rage. Second, it was unnecessary. Third, Sal was a human with a certain level of education. If he could cooperate with him and willing to improve the living environment of the snow werewolf, Xiao Yun thought it will be better with all of them.

With this idea in mind, Xiao Yun took out the experience of working hard with interns in the workplace in modern society, first waved to the tribe to signal him to get it done, then sat on the heatable bed near Sal, and said earnestly: "Sal , You say, what is the most important and precious thing in the world?" 　　

Sal: "..." 　　

There is no way to answer such big propositions, and Xiao Yun doesn't need him to answer, just use this kind of vague topic to increase the compulsion of the dialogue... When the boss fudges his subordinates to sell chicken soup, they love to do like this: "It's life. There is infinite hope when you live, and you have nothing when you die. You are wanted by the nobles of the human kingdom.

In order to survive all the hard work escaped to the prairie, and almost became a slave, you must have a deeper feeling about this?" 　　

The first step to persuade others is to affirm the other party and make something successful from the other party. It's up to you to open up the topic and give others a hint of "I understand you, we are our own". This is the basic skill verbalism -it is too late for people to hate you when you go up and say things that are completely negated. This is the reason why some parents who deny their children always fail to discipline their children. Even if they take up the natural convenience of direct blood relatives, they can't bring their kids to their own camp before training. Their kids will turn their face with them.

Sal raised his head and glanced at Xiao Yun. His facial muscles twitched. Obviously, Xiao Yun's words touched him. He originally felt that it was not easy for him... The sacrifice he made to survive was great.

However, Xiao Yun's words seemed to threaten him, which made him even more afraid to express his stance.

"In fact, all human beings, all races, and all intelligent creatures are the same. They are trying their best to survive. If you can live a little better while saving your lives and see the hope of a better life, then all

People will go all out. After all, only water will flow to low places, and people will always try their best to go to high places, right?" Xiao Yun said.

What he said was clouded and foggy. For example, the patriarch who was watching didn't understand what he was saying at all, only understood the meaning of the surface, and nodded there; but Xiao Yun believed that Thrall could understand what he said the deep meaning-Sal, a complex-minded human being, is actually much easier to deal with than a straight-line snow werewolves for someone like Xiao Yun who lives in the era of information explosion and had worked hard in the workplace for many years...because the former is more selfish, stronger and clearer desires.

　　 "People is going to... high?" Sal chewed the meaning of this sentence several times, and repeated it softly.

Xiao Yun shifted his sitting posture a little, turned his back to the people in the house, and showed a pure smile that only Sal could see—this was persuasion and threat. As a weak human being under the protection of the snow werewolf, he was so small and lowliness, he has understood what choice is correct.

The big things are not as important to people as life, so Sal can answer after he think about it!

Xiao Yun was still completely gentle and persuasive on the bright side. The threats were all hidden in the depths. He believed Thrall could understand, and Thrall did understand—this guy's tense facial muscles collapsed. A compelling argument is that the psychological line of defense has collapsed.

Sal felt an inexplicable fear. The snow werewolf had a pair of beautiful emerald green eyes. The pure-headed snow werewolf always had pure eyes; but this cub was different. His eyes had too many and too many things. Miscellaneous, just like humans... For Sal, who knows humans deeply, this is the biggest fear: Snow werewolves with human eyes are countless times more dangerous than pure snow werewolves.

"You..." Sal's mind was blank, which is ridiculous to put it bluntly, but he is indeed afraid of humans and exiled by human society. Compared with those who want to use his head to earn rewards, those

Regarding him as a kind of commodity, the alien snow werewolves can give him a sense of security; at this moment, he discovered that such an alien with human eyes appeared among the snow werewolves, and the sense of security he gained from the snow werewolves instantly collapsed and collapsed.

He could no longer use what he believed in to give himself courage. After a moment of silent mutter, he trembled and lowered his eyes, "...You are right." 　　

"That's right." Xiao Yun smiled and patted him.

Shoulder, "You are an educated human. You have a good brain, a clever person, and you can remember things. Take a good rest for a few days to raise your body. I will build a mushroom house later. Come and learn how to cultivate mushrooms together, everyone likes to eat." 　　

"...Okay." Sal returned with a stiff smile.

The snow werewolves, who are completely unaware of their confrontation, watched as the two shook hands and made peace. The innocent and lovely Fleece rushed to Sal happily: "If you grow mushrooms, you can't be called to leathermaker, it's not very nice. We will call you Sal like Ayun in the future?" 　　

Sal... Sal is even more sad, why should there be a cub Ayun among the snow werewolves!

What a good original snow werewolf!

Xiao Yun didn't have the time to understand Sal's grief and indignation, he still had a lot of things-so many acorns can't be used after they are moved back, at least they have to be shelled before they can be used as feed or ground into starch for eating; and acorns need to be dried when they are shelled. Now that it's snowing and not drying, the only choice is to dry them in the underfloor heating room... The tribe has no time to enjoy relaxing in a heated room, but the acorns enjoy it first.

When the snow stopped in the afternoon, the adult people carried wooden snowplow tools to snow removal where the cattle and sheep stayed, and checked for frostbitten livestock. Xiao Yun took the cubs and started acorn processing…Qingyan, who was rejected by the adult snow werewolf for his strength, was also put him into the cubs' team...

　　 Qingyan: "..." He glanced at Sal who was hiding in the house, okay... At any rate, his role is greater than that of humans.