Backed by a small stone mountain, there are several tents that are not too large and small. The innermost tent looked very ordinary, even a little old, but it was the warmest one.

A Hun young man carrying a pile of firewood, pushed open the door of the tent, and walked in quickly, there were several steps down the door, making the interior of the tent taller, and there was a dragon underneath, which was simply spring compared to the outside.

The young man put the firewood on the side and put two more into the fire in the middle. The firewood stained with a little snowflake beeped, and it seemed to bring a little wind, causing the pot on top of it to shake. There was a pot of haggis rolling in it, and I don't know how to get it, it was obviously very fishy, but now it has a rich smell of meat.

The voice of a man with a little Zhou accent sounded: "The ancient ancestors of the Wuli people migrated around, looking for a place to live......"

Outside, the wind and snow whined, and the tents made of leather were blown as if they were about to burst. However, it was all an illusion, and the Hun youth sitting in the tent was no longer as worried as he was at the beginning.

On the other side of the firepit, a middle-aged man in his thirties was changing the medicine of a teenager, while telling some ancient legends.

The man's silhouette is soft, and his facial features are not as deep as those of the Huns. This is a Zhou businessman, who is said to be a businessman, but his medical skills are much more sophisticated than the witch doctors he has ever seen.

The young man was fascinated by this, and asked a few questions from time to time: "The Great Zhou is so rich, why do the Wuli people want to migrate?" "In the cognition of the teenager, Dazhou is full of abundant food. The Zhou people were selfish, and they would rather have so much rich land empty than give a little to the Huns.

The man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Is Da Zhou rich?" Do you know how many people starve to death every year in the Great Zhou? How many people have died of illness due to lack of medical care? And how many people died in forced labor? After dealing with the young man's leg injury, he stood up and pointed to the wind and snow outside, "Even in the capital, in such a heavy snowstorm, the people who freeze to death dragged out by the City Defense Division every day can be piled up into a mountain." ”

It shouldn't be this year, but he still remembers the snow disaster more than ten years ago. At that time, his father was just a small cultivator of the Hanlin Academy, and his life was poor, and if it weren't for the help and care of his colleagues, their family would almost die in that snowstorm.

"Huh?" The boy froze.

The young man who had been silently roasting the fire on the side couldn't help but ask: "The capital of the Great Zhou is so prosperous, how can anyone still freeze to death and starve to death?" The young man was not convinced at all, "I met the envoy once, and he said that the roof of the capital city of the Great Zhou was all made of gold, and the sun shone like the place where the gods lived. ”

"Poof." The woman's laughter came from the side, it was the man's wife, a Hunnarian; Seeing the three big and small men in the tent looking at her together, she lowered her head slightly and whispered, "Who would use gold as a roof, and the emperor doesn't have it." ”

"Huh? Elder brother! You have been deceived by the envoys! The boy was furious. A month ago, he was bitten by a wolf on the leg, and he thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect to meet this strange couple. The husband was a Zhou man who came to the grassland to do business, but he ran into wolves, and the people in the caravan died, and he was also nine deaths, and he was lucky to meet a Hun tribe and was saved by this Hun woman. However, in order to stay with him, the Hun women were also driven out of the tribe.

In fact, when conditions are bad, a woman of the age of this Hun woman usually lives short. The limited food will be given priority to the elderly in high status, then the young men who are the main fighting force and the children who are the hope for the future, and then the women who can have children. Women over the age of thirty are treated only slightly better than some frail ordinary old people.

But this woman who lives with the Zhou people, called Ani, is living a good life and is also very capable.

Just as the young man pondered what to say to his brother, the door to the tent was pushed open, and their mother and the young man's wife entered. They had food and wool in their hands, and a layer of snowflakes on their exposed brows.

Ani got up from the shelf where she was doing the work, and served each of them a bowl of haggis soup, and a bowl for herself and her husband.

The ground was full of gravel and it was difficult to dig deep, so they dug down a total of three feet, lit a fire pit and a cross-shaped earth dragon, and it was not warm.

The bowl was very small, and it was a small soup bowl the size of a baby's palm that only the Zhou people would use—this was the few goods left of the Zhou people, and if it weren't for a few pieces of haggis in it, the young man would have drunk it all in one gulp.

The others drank the soup at a similar rate to them, and if they drank it slowly, the soup would soon become cold. If you drink it hot now, you can warm up the whole person.

"Huh?" The young man chewed the food in his mouth, thinking that it was all haggis, how could he chew it with a soft and glutinous feeling, and it seemed to be a little sweet, "What else is in this?" ”

Ani just looked at the boy and smiled.

Seeing that everyone else was looking at him, the young man raised his chin and smiled proudly: "I dug a vole nest!" "This is a plant rhizome that voles hide.

Everyone knows that voles can hide food. And what voles can eat, people can basically eat. A small vole can hide several catties or even more than a dozen catties of food in its nest.

The vole dug by the teenager is relatively "poor", and after sorting it out, it is not enough for the family to eat. Of course, he dug it out to pay for the doctor, and he was already very satisfied to be able to drink a small bowl like today.

Although the Huns rejected the Zhou people, they had no hostility towards a doctor who could cure diseases and save people. Especially when this doctor received very little consultation fees, and there was a Hun wife who could teach people to weave carpets.

Carpets are a luxury on the prairie. Of course, the rugs made by Ani zuò are not so beautiful, and they can even be considered rough, but the rugs are rugs after all!

The tuition fee given to Ani by this small Hun tribe was much more expensive than the consultation fee given to Dr. Zhou.

The two women followed Ani to weave the carpet for a while, and Ani watched from the sidelines, pointing out from time to time. It didn't take an hour for the two of them to add together, not because they didn't want to learn a little more, but because weaving carpets was really an individual job. Although the temperature inside the tent is much higher than outside, if you leave your hands outside for a long time, it will be cold and stiff.

It was not until the evening of the mountains that the Huns and their families said goodbye and left. If they could, they would have liked to stay. But there are not many people, but there are also many people. Their family was neither the most powerful nor the weakest. If it weren't for the change of dressing today, they wouldn't have been able to stay that long.

When the people left, the Zhou man walked to the door and bolted the door, which was not too tight, leaving a gap.

Ani scrubbed the pot with snow and re-boiled the water: "Everyone is far away? ”

"Hmm." The Zhou man wiped his face, peeled off a thin layer of soft skin from it, revealing a face of about twenty, "It's so boring to wear it for a day." ”

Ani also took off a mask from her face, revealing a beautiful face, but it was Aunt Ma. She moved the tent against the side of the mountain wall, revealing a small cave, which was actually a pit that was sunken inward, and the cats worked hard, but it was enough to put two small boxes: "Ah Xiu, what do you want to eat at night?" ”

"Just make something simple." It was of course Yu Xiuyuan who was called Ah Xiu, he watched Aunt Ma busy working, and the guilt in his heart came one after another, "Madam is tired of following me." ”

Last year, he was admitted to the Juren, but of course Jinshi was not. Their family has a small house in the capital, and they thought that the young couple would live a small life in the capital, study and run a business, and wait for three years before taking the exam. Unexpectedly, he was caught by Ruan Bai and arranged such a fatal messenger.

It's quite exciting, but it's a little bitter.

Aunt Ma smiled and stewed the miscellaneous neatly: "Obviously, Ah Xiu is tired of following me." "Her life, her current creation, are all given by Ruan Bai. What Ruan Bai wants her to do, she has absolutely nothing to say. However, Yu Xiuyuan just refused, and there was no problem.

In fact, it's not too late now, but the wind and snow are heavy, and the kung fu outside for a while is out of sight.

Yu Xiuyuan was a little worried: "The eldest brother and the second brother are in the south, but there is nothing to do; I just don't know what happened to my father and mother in Xishan City. ”

"Don't be afraid. Dad can't do it, and my mother is here. ”

What do you say...... It's the same. Yu Xiuyuan chuckled twice: "The women in our Xishan City are amazing. He and Aunt Ma lifted the futon together and baked it around the fire.

Of course, it is impossible to dry the quilt in the heavy snow for days. Blankets always smell a little bit and shed hair. Aunt Ma sewed a quilt cover to be better. Cloth is considered a luxury, and if it weren't for the opening of the field before, a small tribe separated from a tribe like the present one would have very little cloth.

In the tent of the young man's family not far away, the young man was pestering his father and asked, "Dad, Uncle Xiu said that our Huns and Zhou people are all from the Wuli ethnic group, right?" Although he is almost blindly obedient to his life-saving benefactor, the boy still can't believe this question, there is so much difference between the two!

The Hun man saw that his youngest son's leg was about to heal, and he was obviously very happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Yo, this is really true." Your Uncle Ah Xiu didn't lie to you. ”

"Really? Daddy won't lie to me, right? ”

"Hey, you stinky boy!" The Hun man was in an amazing posture, but he just patted the boy lightly, "I don't believe your father, when the tribal market comes, you can go to the witch doctor grandfather and ask yourself!" ”

"Huh? But the witch doctor grandfather is so terrible. The teenager was clearly unwilling.

"Grandpa Witch Doctor, what's so scary. He likes children like you the most, and when he is free, he will tell you stories, and your brother heard them when he was a child. ”

The boy turned to look at his brother.

The young man nodded: "That's right." Grandpa Witch Doctor spoke in more detail than Uncle Xiu. Wait for next year, brother will take you to Wuli Sacred Mountain. ”

The young man's eyes were full of surprise: Ah, we and the Zhou people are really the same ancestor.

For a combination like Yu Xiuyuan and Ma Da Niang, Ruan Bai sent a total of more than 20 people. Their identities are different, their goals are different, but the results of their missions are similar.

Ancient legends and stories have been excavated to enrich life.

How incredible, it turns out that their Huns and Zhou people are still brothers handed down from their ancestors!