Feeling alone again

"Is your brother still sleeping?"

Uncle Bei Shen said, looking at Hei Tai who was glancing at his room where there were two wooden beds.

One ordinary wooden bed where Hei Xing slept and a bigger wooden bed for Hei Tai to sleep on.

"Yes, my old brother is still sleeping soundly, should I wake him up now uncle?"

Hei Tai asked in a low tone of voice, as he folded his hands in front of his body and rubbed his body to feel warmer.

Because of Hei Tai's bigger body, even bigger than his uncle's, Shang Wei's grandmother was always overwhelmed when it came to making him monthly clothes, so it was Shang Wei's grandmother's initiative and Hei Tai's idea.

Hei Tai's set of clothes only used to cover the upper half of his body, with the design of the clothes being simple and saving the use of fabric.

Featuring young, muscular, bulging muscles, Hei Tai's skin is darker than most of the Wu clan, and his hair is short and the hair on his chest grows faster than his older brothers.

It was as if a small part of him was a big monkey or you could say a human with a little bear blood in his body, how could you not? With such a large body and several other characteristics that can only be found in Hei Tai, it can be said that the statement just now is valid and more or less fits the description of Hei Tai.

"No need, your big brother helped us a lot yesterday, without your big brother, uncle's group would not have been able to return quietly along the way home, so don't worry about your big brother, he can sleep a little longer."

Uncle Bei Shen said with a faint smile clearly carved on his face, although his face was now half sleepy but his mood was really very happy and gave off a warm impression.

Hei Tai was also happy to hear it, however he also thought that his brother should rest more than him, his brother's body was weaker and more vulnerable than his big body, of course this difference also made the stamina and recovery time of each of them would be much different.

Hei Tai with his large body is able to store and release a lot of great stamina, apart from the physical and physiological factors of his body, of course because of his young age factor which is also referred to as the fiery phase.

Although Hei Xing is Hei Tai's older brother, his growth is slower than Hei Tai's, which is faster.

The Wu clan considered this a natural sacrificial process, when one sacrifices a part of one's flesh and soul to strengthen the physique and soul of the next-born offspring, so that was the end of Hei Xing and Hei Tai's rare case from the perspective of the meeting hall elders.

In the silence of the situation, uncles Bei Shen and Hei Tai tried to wake up the other branches of the family, and as time passed, most of them had woken up and were also slowly trying their best to regain their consciousness so as not to be swallowed up and tempted by drowsiness.

The still cold morning air, as well as the body of the sun that would soon appear, and the village main road that was already bright with its fog had also completely disappeared, leaving the village main pathway damp and hard.

The soft texture of the breeze that blew that morning seemed to sweep across their faces and invited them all to go back into their respective rooms and sleep on their wooden beds.

But considering today was the day of Wu Jin Fei's welcome, the uncles and aunts insisted on being ready early, after all they didn't know when exactly Wu Jin Fei would return.

Huang Xie's aunt's bread production house has started to operate because they want to make more bread to provide, worried that the bread will be lacking, although in terms of economy this is inflation but it is okay and this can be accepted because this day is a happiness in itself.

Sometimes families would make transactions with bread to make up for the shortfall in their daily needs, just like Shang Wei's grandmother who would receive one loaf of bread for each family that received her clothes.

So to prevent abuse, Huang Xie's aunt set rules on the amount and measure of bread she made, but of course that didn't apply if the bread was made for a special and important family event.

From the top of the Wu tribe's village, we could see Uncle Jin Hao heading to his farm, and Uncle Lin Wen being helped by Hei Tai to tidy up the wheat fields so that they could be replenished with new seeds of wheatgrass life.

Wu Liang's house.

The sunlight entered unbidden through the open window, illuminating Wu Liang's bedroom with its bright light and with its warmth that dispelled the chill on the wooden walls of Wu Liang's room and evaporated the dawn dew on the tips of the plants around Wu Liang's house today.

The chill that was replaced by the warmth of the morning sun made Wu Liang wake up and wake up from his dream, although the temperature change in the room was not significant but Wu Liang was used to such small changes and also because he felt the glare when the sunlight entered his room through the wide open window.

Wu Liang woke up while rubbing his eyes and face vigorously, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that clung to him right now, while stretching his arms up, and unknowingly bumped into the wall.

At first his eyesight was blurred and felt a little painful as he looked directly at the bright sunlight, but gradually his eyes returned to seeing clearly all the objects around him.

The wooden mattress bed Wu Liang slept on, then to his far left was Ming Qi's grandfather's bed separated by a small oval table in the center with a single plain leg that was half the size of the entire round oval area of the table top.

Then in front of him was a fireplace that was dead but the coal were still slightly burning and every now and then the sound of the wood cracking would sound and rattle the fireplace.

"Huft, I woke up alone again today"

Wu Liang said, while rubbing his eyes and face again, and dreamily looked at the study table right in front of the opposite side of his bed, staring deeply and fixated on a book, a book given by his grandfather two days ago.

Then Wu Liang put away the blanket that covered half of his body, his lower half Wu Liang, then smoothed it back and occasionally scratched his head and body.

He walked out of his room, looking at the atmosphere of the house that had been empty, completely empty, there was only the thin sound of crickets and occasionally there was also the sound of chirping birds passing above his house, and sometimes perched on the trees around his house.

The weeds, the small and medium-sized rocks jutting out of the ground, the moss clinging to the wooden base of Wu Liang's house, the cold and humid environment of the Wu mountain.

Even with all the geographical and topographical conditions of the Wu tribe village, they were all grateful and always thankful for the grace of their ancestors who had always given them the opportunity to live and develop further, growing from infancy to old age, adapting to the harsh environment of the wilderness, where from as far as the eye could see, there were only Wu tribe settlements in the mountains called Wu tribe mountains.

They rarely go on expeditions to the upper mountain passes, or just to explore, according to myths among the Wu tribe, the further up they go they will encounter terrible misfortune, they will be kidnapped and eaten alive by a small evil and cunning spirit creature called 'Shan Xiao' (山魈).

In his depiction, 'Shan Xiao' is a kind of mountain spirit in the Wu tribe's folklore that Wu Liang himself had heard so many times as a child, they are described as small monkey-like creatures or shaggy little humans without tails, they are known to the Wu tribe as mountain spirits that can trick or harass humans who enter their territory.

Wu Liang went to the back kitchen area of his house, opened a large solid wooden barrel filled with water from the Wu tribe's stream, then took the water with both hands and washed his wrinkled face to get rid of the drowsiness on his face now.

The cold water instantly gave Wu Liang's facial skin a frosty feeling and was also effective in relieving his sleepiness in a very short time.

After clearing the drowsiness that hung over him, Wu Liang walked unsteadily towards the living room of his house, he was suddenly surprised because he just realized that there was already food and warm cow's milk drinks that had been served.

He himself did not realize that there was already food available on the table in the living room of his house, he thought maybe because his nose was a bit clogged he did not feel the smell of warm wheat porridge that was a bit bland and warm cow's milk without significant odor in one's olfactory nose.

"Seriously sister prepared this? Is it going to taste bland again like yesterday?"

Wu Liang said in his mind, although he guessed as he gazed intently at the complete dishes on the table, he quickly dismissed his thoughts about his brother just now and tried to have good hopes for the outcome of his sister's behavior in front of him.

Wu Liang sat down leisurely, although his hair was still messy, but he eat with his mouth on his face, not on his hair.

A mouthful of warm wheat porridge made its way to Wu Liang's mouth, slowly approaching the entrance gate of Wu Liang's body's digestive passage.

"Emmm."

Wu Liang muttered as he tried to taste a spoonful of the warm wheat porridge in front of him, but suddenly he scrunched up his entire face violently while tapping his tongue on it.

"So sweet and weird, there's really too much honey added."

Wu Liang said to his sister's dish.