The heavy snow stopped, and the sun drilled through the clouds, bursting with many rays of light.

The brilliant sun shines on the snow, brightening the surrounding light.

Turning his head and looking around, there are white flowers everywhere, dazzling eyes.

On the hillside behind the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng personally put Fu Jiang, who was still sleeping, into the dug pit.

There are quite a few people standing on the side.

Wu was getting older, and it was snowing again at this time, and the hillside was slippery, Han Cheng did not let him come up.

But apart from the witch, the big brother, the black baby, and the stone all came over.

As the earliest dog in the tribe, the status of Fu Jiang is naturally different from the rest of the dog in the tribe.

With the passage of time and the development of the tribe, slowly people will find the old people before them valuable.

Even the dogs who lived with everyone and witnessed the development of the tribe together became unforgettable.

Not only the people of the Qingque tribe, but also the dogs of many tribes came here.

As the first dog in the tribe, the rest of the dogs in the tribe are descendants of the lucky general.

Although with the subsequent development and the conscious intervention of the people in the tribe, the dogs in the tribe are not as obvious as the wolves outside in terms of classification, but this kind of thing still exists to some extent.

When Fu Jiang started, he was the dog king in the tribe.

After getting old, Fu Jiang still had a lot of dominance over the dogs in the tribe because of the intervention of Han Cheng and other members of the Qingque tribe.

Animals are also psychic, and in many cases they feel sad because of the death of their own kind.

At this time Fu Jiang died, and many dogs in the tribe came over.

Standing on the side watching the lucky general in the pit, let out a whine.

Han Cheng stood here and watched quietly for a while, then silently shoveled a copper shovel with a shovel and filled it in the pit.

The iron head standing on the side saw Han Cheng's hands to bury the lucky general, and wanted to help, but was caught by the quick-eyed stone.

With such a scene, no one on the side wants to reach out for help anymore.

Everyone stood here quietly, amidst the wailing of some dogs, watching the gods scoop up dirt and fill in the pit.

The mud fell one after another, and within a short while, Fu Jiang was covered by the mud and disappeared.

Han Cheng's movements didn't stop, he still filled the soil with a shovel.

The pit was filled up, and a soil bag less than one meter high was raised on it.

Han Cheng found some more stones and covered them on the soil bag.

When doing these things, Han Cheng never said a word.

"Let's go, go back, it's so cold."

After making these things ready, Han Cheng stood here for a while and said to everyone present.

As he spoke, everyone present began to turn around.

Buried the Fu general and walked back with the copper shovel, Han Cheng seemed very calm, without the sadness he imagined.

He himself was a little surprised by his current state and reaction.

Han Cheng's reaction fell in the eyes of some old people from the Qingque tribe, such as Shishi, Big Brother, and it made them breathe more or less.

As the old hands of the tribe, they knew that the son of God was a nostalgic person, and they also knew how high the status of the blessed general who had just died, dug a hole by the son of God, and buried by himself, was in the heart of the son of God.

Han Cheng returned to the courtyard of the tribe, put down the copper shovel in his hand, washed his face with hot water, and after staying here for a while, he returned to the room.

As he walked into the front door and walked into the bedroom, Han Cheng couldn't help but glanced behind the door.

Behind the door is Fu Jiang's doghouse, which is still padded with straw and worn leather.

After the cold weather, Fu Jiang likes to lie in the doghouse.

Now, the kennel is empty, with no dogs.

In the past, as long as he heard his own footsteps, he would rush out to greet him, but the jumping dog was gone.

The dog that followed and was raised by him since he was a child, and the dog who has accompanied him for so many years, really disappeared, and completely left himself!

It was only at this time that Han Cheng was completely aware of this cruel fact as if he was waking up from a dream.

Emotions suddenly got out of control at this moment, and tears burst out.

Han Cheng stood in the room, facing the empty doghouse, tears raining down.

When Bai Xuemei came back from outside with her three children, she was stunned when she saw Han Cheng in this state.

In her impression, Brother Cheng had never cried.

Brother Cheng has always been a very divine person, knowing a lot, as if everything can't help him.

But now, Brother Cheng is crying!

It was crying like a helpless child.

Standing here for a while, Bai Xuemei, who seemed helpless, walked out of the room with the three children, closed the door, and left this space to Han Cheng alone.

Han Cheng stood in the room, facing the empty doghouse, sorrowing from his heart, tears streaming.

After a long while, my mood slowly calmed down, and my tears gradually disappeared.

Wiping his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand and looking at the empty doghouse, Han Changchang let out a long breath...

After burying Fu Jiang, Han Cheng always felt empty for the rest of the time.

Sometimes there will be auditory hallucinations or fantasy.

When sitting in the house, you will imagine that Fu will be outside the house and interact with the stupid deer.

Walking out of the house and all the way to the deer ring, the imaginary lucky general is not here, only the deer uncle, who is also old but looks good, looks shamelessly climbing on the back of the doe.

When sitting outside, you will feel that Fu Jiang is lying in the doghouse in the house.

However, when Han Cheng couldn't help but walk in, what he faced was the empty doghouse...

When I go to bed at night, I sometimes wake up from my sleep, vaguely as if I heard the call of Fu Jiang.

Even if Han Cheng knows that Fu Jiang is really dead and will not come back, but sometimes he can't help but rise up and open the door to see...

The sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, cleared once again.

Han Cheng sat on a chair placed against the wall in front of his house, holding his little son in his arms.

In the winter, the precious sunshine fell on him and the child in his arms, and it was warm.

Han Cheng looked up at the hill behind the tribe, which was also covered with snow.

The place where Fu Jiang was buried was also covered by heavy snow, and it was not visible.

During the fifteen years of Qingque's winter, Han Cheng didn't have a good time, he was in a bad mood, and he always felt empty...

Han Cheng's unhappy mood does not mean that the rest of the people will also be unhappy.

The maidens of the Red Tiger tribe are in a particularly wonderful mood.

Compared with the Qingquezhu tribe which is more to the north, the Feima tribe which is more to the south, and winter comes later.

But at this time the weather also became severely cold, and heavy snow covered the wilderness, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere.

Because the valley is sheltered by high mountains, it is far less cold than outside.

There is even a lot of grass in many places.

A large number of animals flooded this spacious valley. Under the guard of some people, these animals greedily eat forages that are especially precious at this time.

There seem to be more livestock such as cattle, sheep and horses than they did last winter!

Connected pieces of leather together, and then built up the tent, there is a flame burning in the dug fire pit.

It is not the common vegetation that is used as fuel, but the cattle dung and horse dung that have been killed.

This thing is both fertilizer and good fuel.

At least on grasslands lacking dry wood such as trees, it is a particularly useful fuel.

The dried cow dung is exceptionally resistant to burning. If you get some ignition, you will ignore them for a long time, and you don't have to worry that the flame will go out because the fuel is burned out.

It couldn't be better for heating.

In the warm tent, the chief of the Pegasus tribe is sitting on the edge of the fire pit, eating a roasted golden leg of lamb in his hand.

There were still a few people around him, all of whom were eating roasted meat.

Lamb roasted with slices of dried cow dung tasted exceptionally delicious, at least most of the people present were extremely intoxicated.

There is still a circle of stones around the fire pit, and an irregular pottery pot is placed on the rock. In the pottery pot there is more than half of the horse's milk.

At this time, it was already heated by the fire, and there was a little tumbling in the middle, and the surface was a layer of cream, steaming, and it seemed to make people especially appetite.

The atmosphere in the tent was very good, and everyone talked and laughed, so happy.

All the people present are people with status in the Pegasus tribe, and they are basically men.

In the Pegasus tribe, women are in a disadvantaged position, which has a lot to do with their living environment.

The grasslands are dominated by grazing, and the environment is bad. Not only do they have to face fierce beasts, they also often guard against conflicts with other tribes.

Under such circumstances, a strong man naturally has the advantage.

But there are exceptions.

For example, in this tent of the Pegasus tribe now, there is a woman, and the status of this woman is very high.

In the place where the high-level members of the Pegasus tribe meet, her status is far superior to the many men in the same tent!

Only the chief of the Pegasus tribe can suppress her, and the rest of the Pegasus tribe will be left behind by her.

This person is not someone else, but the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe.

"@[email protected]￥……"

Inside the tent, the atmosphere was extraordinarily warm. Everyone chewed the roasted extra-delicious mutton while talking cheerfully, wantonly and publicity.

"Oh~"

In such a warm atmosphere, there was such an untimely sigh.

The maiden of the Red Tiger Tribe without a nose sighed and dropped the leg of lamb that she could hold in her hand, showing a lack of interest.

Such a sigh seemed particularly abrupt at this time.

If someone else sighed like this at this time, the chief of the Pegasus tribe would definitely get angry and beat this disappointing guy severely.

But the person who sighed was the maiden of the Red Tiger tribe, and the result was naturally different.

The sigh of the maiden of the Red Tiger tribe attracted everyone in the tent.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at this smart and kind woman.

There are people with better observation ability, this is the time to see the extra-fat leg of lamb held in the hands of the red tiger tribe maiden, but did not eat two bites.

"#￥[email protected]#......?"

The chief of the Pegasus tribe with a greasy mouth spoke first.

He was asking the maiden of the Red Tiger tribe, what's wrong, why did he eat such a little food, is it because the food is not cooked well, and the taste does not match?

"@#@@#￥SE……"

Contrary to the expectations of many people in the tent, after listening to the words of the chief of the Pegasus tribe, the red tiger tribe maiden without a nose actually nodded and recognized the matter.

This kind of thing made everyone present feel astonished.

Because in their understanding, the best meat on a sheep is the leg meat.

Especially the leg of lamb roasted with cow dung, that is fresh and tender!

No food can match!

However, now, some people actually dislike this roasted lamb leg that is not delicious...

This……

This really shocked them...

"@￥WW#R##@……"

The maiden of the Red Tiger tribe continued to speak, explaining this matter.

As she told her, the eyes of the people present became strange.

Looking at the shrine maiden of the Red Tiger tribe, there was something different in her eyes.

The reason for this is because the maiden of the Red Tiger tribe revealed something surprising to them just now.

The maiden of the Red Tiger tribe just told them ~lightnovelpub.net~ In the place where she lived in her original tribe, there is something very magical.

Put this kind of thing on the food, and the food will taste delicious many times!

Even the worst kind of meat, after roasting some of that stuff, tastes better than this roasted lamb leg.

When she said this, the maiden of the Red Tiger tribe showed a clearly intoxicated look.

"@#￥@@#EE……"

She said this very intoxicated.

It means that if she can eat this kind of food again, can bring this kind of food to the people in the tribe, and let the people in the tribe taste the taste of this kind of food, then it would be great. !

Listening to the words of the Red Tiger Tribe maiden, looking at the Red Tiger Tribe maiden's intoxicated appearance, everyone present swallowed their saliva, then looked at the cow dung roasted lamb in their hands, and only felt that it was extremely The delicious things suddenly don’t smell like that...

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