Meng Ge leaned against the boulder that sealed the entrance to the cave, looked at the blazing fire in front of him, and closed his eyes with tiredness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the mountains, there is always a strong wind of unknown origin howling, and the cries of all kinds of wild beasts. Especially on such a quiet winter night, the wolf howl was especially far away.

Meng Ge was both awakened by the cold and awakened by the howl of the wolf. When Meng Ge woke up, he found that the fire in front of him was about to go out.

She added a lot of dry firewood to the fire, and then she shivered and went inside to check on Meng Mao and the others to see if they were okay.

Fortunately, Meng Ge had already expected the current situation at that time, so he brought all those torn quilts. There were also many duffel bags and cotton clothes of his companions who died, and Meng Ge also collected them as much as he could.

Meng Mao and Yu Yang nestled on the thick quilt, covered with a heavy quilt and animal fur, and did not feel the cold.

Satisfied, Meng Ge sat back down and continued to keep vigil against the boulder. The wolf howl has stopped. But I don't know if the wolves will come here.

Meng Ge looked at his sleeping two younger brothers worriedly, knowing that they were tired.

Meng Ge also felt tired. She would love to sleep for ten days and eight days now. But for the sake of her two younger brothers, she can only choose to hold on.

The fire was getting brighter and brighter, and the air was getting warmer in the narrow hole. Mongo began to be lethargic again. But before she could go to sleep, she heard a thud from outside the cave.

Is it snowing again? Meng Ge's mood was a little agitated.

This snow will cover up their traces, and even if those bandits really chase them, I'm afraid they won't be able to find them.

In the early morning of the next day, Meng Ge was woken up by Meng Mao. Every morning, Meng Mao has the habit of untying his hands.

Seeing that the fire in front of him was burning vigorously, Meng Ge knew that Meng Mao had been up for a while.

"Little spear, wait for my sister to move the stone away. Meng Ge shook the fur roll covering his body, got up and moved the big stone out of the way, and followed Meng Mao out.

Outside, the outer chamber of this small hole, is a cave with a large opening. Mengo's plough was parked outside.

Meng Mao relieved his hand in a leeward place, took out a piece of frozen dried venison from the climbing plow, and pointed to the rice pocket for Meng Ge to see.

When Meng Ge saw it, he knew that Meng Mao wanted to eat venison porridge.

After breakfast, Meng Ge continued to the front.

"Sister Ge'er, are we going to keep going like this? Look outside, it's snowing. Yu Yang always felt that it was really an unwise choice to rush at this time.

"We have to go, we have to find a safe place to spend the winter. It can't be done here, and the wolves can't be stopped here. I listened to the wolf howl all night last night. "Menggo strongly disagrees to stay here.

The three people who packed up and stopped, still wearing leather suits, walked into the heavy snow. Meng Ge still let Meng Mao sit in the climbing plow, and covered the climbing plow with a leather.

Meng Ge and Yu Yang were wearing raincoat-like leather and water shoes-like leather boots, pulling the plow in front.

The mountains of this generation are relatively gentle, and there are forests that cannot be seen from the front and back, to the left and right. Mongo didn't know why they had come to such a place.

It's so easy to find a place to spend the winter. Meng Ge and the others walked for most of the day, but they still didn't come across a place to hide.

However, Meng Mao couldn't stand the cold in the climbing plow, so Meng Ge reluctantly leaned the climbing plow against a stone wall to rest and have lunch.

Looking at the little rice and noodles left, Meng Ge really regretted that he didn't take more in the first place.

"Sister Ge'er, when these rice noodles are eaten, we won't have anything to eat. Yu Yang looked at the two pockets reluctantly, and watched Meng Ge scoop noodles and noodles.

Meng Ge was busy with his hands, nodded and said, "If we can't get out of the mountain, we won't have anything to eat." ”

Meng Ge's indifferent tone made Yu Yang a little annoyed. He glanced at Meng Ge faintly, and complained a little: "Sister Ge'er, since you know, why do you always cook like this." Can't you use less rice and noodles and more wild vegetables and meat?"

Meng Ge froze, and felt that he really hadn't thought about these things. It's not how stubborn she is, it's that her mind is full of thinking about how to escape and how to find a good place to spend the winter.

If she is really allowed to consume rice and noodles like this, these stocks will be gone in two or three days.

Meng Ge curled the dough and put it in a large bowl and put it in the jerky pile.

"Okay, let's eat more meat in the future and be full. Let's eat less of these rice noodles. Meng Ge grinned, took out some dried vegetables and dried meat, chopped them and added them to the pot to boil.

During the meal, Meng Ge and Yu Yang both served the gnocchi to Meng Mao as much as possible, because he was too young to stand eating meat like this.

After the meal, Meng Mao was drowsy as usual. Who made him still a young man?

Seeing this, Meng Ge originally planned to let Yu Yang and Meng Mao stay where they were, and she went to the front to explore the way. But she was not worried about the two of them, and she was also worried that she would not be able to find her way back here for a while.

In the end, it was Yu Yang who said to go on the road together, and let Meng Ge carry Meng Mao on his back with a fur roll, so that they could continue to hurry.

But this time, Mengo's good fortune seemed to run out. As dusk approached, they found no more caves to live in.

Standing among the dim and cold trees, Meng Ge immediately made a decision, waved his knife and cut down many thigh-thick trees, and set up a relatively solid small shack.

Although Yu Yang sighed, he also knew that he was picking up firewood nearby. Meng Mao knew that he was a burden, and he always stayed obediently in the climbing plow.

When it was completely dark, Mungo built the cabin on the leeward. At this meeting, Meng Ge sincerely thanked the deceased Yan Mother.

If it weren't for Wan Qi's targeted training when she was a child, and teaching her the skills of hunting and surviving in the mountains and forests, she wouldn't be able to do so many things this time.

Of course, for today's survival skills, Meng Ge has suffered a lot over the years, and he has cried to Meng Lang countless times.

Fortunately, Meng Lang was always willing to listen to Wan Qi's words, so that Meng Ge could still survive in the mountains with his young brother at this time.

The thigh-thick wooden stake was firmly nailed into the frozen ground by Meng Ge with brute force to form a semicircular small shed.

On the roof of the shed, the smaller branches that were fixed were first covered with a layer of waterproof fur, and on the outside were a thick layer of branches with leaves.

There were some gaps between the trunks of the trees that were crowded next to each other, and Meng Ge had tightly stuffed them with leaves.

Thanks to these cedars, even when it snows heavily, they don't lose their leaves. Mungo also cut down a few slightly larger cedars, leaving the canopy intact and tying them up on the periphery of the shack.

"Okay, Yu Yang, no more picking up branches. Come back, let's shovel all the snow out, and I'm going to seal the hole." Seeing that the heavy snow still had no chance of stopping, Meng Ge called back Yu Yang, who was still collecting firewood nearby.