When he woke up, Yan Zhuan sat in front of the bed with big dark circles under his eyes, wrapped in a sleeping bag, and stared blankly at the wooden window grille opposite.

The window was not big, the window grille was just a simple square, and they were trapped in the Greyhound tribe, and there was no glass, no paper or yarn, so they could only skin the skin of a small beast that was not uncommon for the Greyhounds in the vicinity of the tribe, and disposed of it into a light and thin shape, and stretched it to the window.

The sky was not bright enough, and through the pale yellow hides, the whole room looked both familiar and strange in the hazy light.

After living here all winter, the winter in the Greyhound Plateau is particularly cold, thanks to this house with thick walls, they can not have such a difficult life due to the lack of supplies, but Yan Zhu'an's eyes looking at this room still have no temperature.

Because this isn't her home!

Even if you live here, it's much better than living inside the Greyhound tribe, but you're still in a cage!

These two-storey stone huts are simple and boxy, except for the half-meter-wide covered balconies in the windows, which look like shipping containers stacked together.

It rained last night, and now it's getting a little lighter.

There were raindrops on the balcony, hitting the broad leaves of the thorny greenery in the flower bed, making a faint "popping" sound.

Yan Zhu'an rubbed his face irritably, got dressed and got out of bed to wash.

If it is on earth, in such a rainy late spring, in the city where you don't have to endure mud, life is the most emotional.

You can recite a few lines of poems such as "Hongying Falls to the Bottom of the Green Plum" to meet the occasion; you can spread out a blank sheet of paper and lie on the desk to draw an unprofessional painting; you can also carefully draw makeup that a straight man can't see, wear a plain white dress specially bought for her by her mother, and carry an oil-paper umbrella to go to the alleys where literati and rioters are used to haunting.

The umbrella surface can be an ink painting or a mint green plain face, if you can really bring back a son-in-law who she is satisfied with and does not hate, and is full of books, it will be the best!

It's a pity that she is destined to live up to this rainy covenant with the earth.

Because this little slut from the other world grabbed her and didn't let go!!

I started work every day before dawn, and I didn't come back until I wore the stars and the moon, and I don't know which damn person was a traitor a few days ago! I actually taught the two-shift shift in the Earth Factory to the Greyhound Clan!

Even in order to prevent them from escaping, they deliberately separated the people of each team, some of them worked the night shift, and some of them worked the day shift, which was really no more vicious!

On the earth, there are people who are willing to endure such work because they are paid more, but what do they want?

Purely exploited, not even a fig leaf, a symbolic salary!

This life is already very desperate, thinking that next month, she and her dad will start working the night shift, and the other three are working the night shift right now, she wants to wipe her neck!

As soon as the door opened, Yan Zhu'an took several deep breaths, and finally suppressed the desire to roar twice in his heart.

It's not that it provokes punishment, but because—

"Whoa~"

"Woo woo woo~"

"Wang!"

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Not far away, in the empty land of the Greyhound Tribe, there was a deafening roar.

This is the racial habit of the Greyhound people.

Morning and evening, there was a roar, and the fierce beasts in the territory trembled.

Not only from the point of view of the dog's physical and mental health, but also from a strategic point of view, it makes sense for them to do so.

In the Greyhound tribe, no human will use a wild roar to vent the despair in his heart.

Even those who kneel and lick the greyhound man all day long are unwilling.

They may have forgotten what nationality they are, but they still have a bottom line, at least they retain their pride as human beings.

"It's going to start again!"

Someone in the courtyard stood in the rain, looking at the gray dog tribe not far away and sighing.

Yan Zhu'an could guess what he wanted to say, it was nothing more than "when is this day a head" or something like that.

"Brother Yu, early!"

This man's surname is Yu, and he likes to stand in the rain on rainy days to exercise his abilities, because he is a water-based ability.

This is one of the few people she knows, who insists on cultivating like her parents, and Yan Zhuan admires him very much.

Looking at the thin film of water on his body, Yan Zhuan said hello, and the man answered, and as soon as he said a few words, a nearby window opened.

"I don't go to bed all day and get up so early! Hook up everywhere!

The woman in the window was mean, with two thin lips smeared with berry-colored lipstick, which looked a little glamorous.

This is Song Yue, who was arrested before the Chinese New Year, not long after she came, she fell in love with Yu Zhengxin, who has a good temper and always supplies water to everyone, and after that, whenever she sees a woman who talks to him more, she will slander human beings and want to sleep with her male god.

Yan Zhu'an is not afraid of her, because her teammates are all dead, she was arrested alone, and once she speaks too badly, Zhu Yucui will arrest her and beat her!

Last night, he left without saying much, and Yan Zhu already understood what he wanted her to do.

The mood is so bad that I can't do it, and when I am teased by this woman who has been beaten a few times and still can't learn well, my temper is a little uncontrollable!

For an innocent girl, this is really ugly, Yan Zhu'an suddenly puffed out her cheeks, and her eyebrows were about to get angry!

"Song Yue!"

Before she could speak, Yu Zhengxin had already scolded in annoyance!

"Let's make a face!"

Being targeted by such a woman is also a blood mold!

The normal social circle has been destroyed by her!

Seeing that Yu Zhengxin was so angry that she couldn't tear Song Yue, the woman immediately wiped her tears and closed the window, looking like she had been bullied so miserably, but the window was not closed tightly, and she insisted on leaving a slit the size of a palm, and sympathized with the concave shape, Yan Zhuan suddenly became angry.

Living in this desperate environment for a long time, there are all kinds of crazy people, what is this!

Looking at the sky, seeing that the rain had not stopped, and it was still early before the start of work, Yan Zhuan simply knocked on her father's door:

"Dad, I'll make porridge when I get up!"

Since they can grow their own food and hunt, except for those who really can't help it, they still have to rely on the tribe to feed, and everyone likes to cook by themselves.

There is a kitchen outside the five-person team room where you can cook.

After knocking several times and not hearing a sound, Yan Zhuan immediately became worried!

In the past, Yan Haicheng always got up earlier than her!

Could it be that you are sick?

was hesitating whether to break in, Yan Haicheng opened the door with a sleepy face and a chicken nest.

The razor doesn't take up space, I bring a lot, the beard is easy to take care of, and the hair can't be seen.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing him like this, Yan Zhu'an was shocked!

It's not that the father and daughter have a heart, and Dad knows that she had insomnia last night, so she doesn't sleep, right?

What happened?

Seeing that she also had dark circles under her eyes, Yan Haicheng glanced at her with a complicated expression, sighed and pulled her into the room: "It's raining very damp outside, let's come in and talk about it!"

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