Since the snow kite gave Heng the drawings of those bamboo chopsticks, Heng sealed the stone cave door to death, and the people who usually came to take the pottery did not let it in, and the people in the tribe were in a hurry.

They don't have the smart brains of the little females of the patriarch's family, and sometimes they can't understand it even if they go to learn with others. As for the bamboo cup I made last time, few people in the entire tribe have been able to make it up to now.

Many orcs in the village watched her do it, and they all thought it was very simple, and when it was her turn to do it herself, she couldn't get it, so she was naturally not convinced, and she went to learn it all day long.

The snow kite sat next to the stone every day, telling the orcs over and over again about the practice of bamboo cups, and the orcs looked at it with wide eyes and pricked up their ears to listen, for fear of missing any details.

There are a lot of people who come these days, and the snow kite is sleepy every night, and sometimes when Mo Yan comes back, she also sleeps on the straw mat.

Mo Yan looked at her somewhat darkened eyes, and felt a little unhappy. This group of orcs, who don't know how to do it, come to trouble the little female every day, they all tire her out, and it is absolutely impossible to go on like this.

If you really can't do it, you will follow her and learn to teach those orcs by yourself. Thinking of this, when he saw the little female's slightly tired sleeping face, the thoughts in his heart became more and more firm.

When Mo Yun came back from feeding the rabbits, he saw his father frowning and staring at the heights, not knowing what he was doing.

Mo Yun quietly walked behind him and patted him on the shoulder. Mo Yan's hand trembled, his strength increased, and he was pierced throughout.

He turned his head and just wanted to reprimand, when he saw Mo Yun behind him, looked at him with a smile, sighed helplessly, didn't say anything, and threw out the broken Jiejiegao.

Originally, he was still angry about what he had just done, but now he couldn't get out of his temper at all. Seeing that he was about to make a bamboo cup, someone disturbed him and failed all of a sudden.

However, his own cub did something wrong, and he couldn't bother to scold and blame. After all, it's just a bamboo cup, and it's not a big deal, so it's just a matter of doing it again.

Mo Yun saw that the ground was broken, and then thought of the events of the past few days, and knew that he had done something bad just now. Originally, he just wanted to tease his father, but he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Father, I ...... I'm sorry. ”

Mo Yun walked up to him apologetically, his head bowed fiercely. Mo Yan reached out and touched his head, gently soothing.

Yun'a, as before, likes to apologize when he does something wrong, but in fact, he has never blamed this child.

Mo Yun will also sit in his place in the future, and he will also take on the responsibility of leading the entire tribe to prosperity.

Although Mo Yun has been a naughty child since he was a child, he is willing to spoil him and indulge him.

He never felt that there was anything wrong with this, and if Mo Yun made a big mistake, he would not favor him.

He can be gentle with him, but at the same time he can be hard with him. His cub should be an upright orc, and he should be an orc who stands up to the sky.

He just hopes that this child, who has no mother since he was a child, can be happy and have more happiness.

He often has too many things to do, even if he can spare time to take care of him, but for Mo Yun, he always owes something.

Even if there is a little female now and someone who loves this child, in his heart, he will never be able to let go of this child. No matter how much he gives, it may not be what Mo Yun wants after all.

During the time when Kite just left, Mo Yun always cried secretly, he knew, but there was no way to comfort him.

This sensible cub is afraid that he will be sad, and he is also afraid that he will worry about him, sensible. Even if he pretends to be giggling outside, he knows how insecure he is and how much he wants a mother who loves him.

Maybe one day in the future, this cub will have to work hard to precipitate himself, and he will never be as happy as he is now.

Since sooner or later there will be such a day, he will not mind that his cub can be happy and happy when he is still young. He would teach him well, and he wouldn't put too much pressure on him until he could take on the burden.

Mo Yan came out of his memories and looked at Mo Yun. Mo Yun was already sitting in his arms at this time, his little face was attached to his body, and there was a bit of weakness.

"Father has never blamed you, you are a very good cub and I am proud."

Mo Yun raised his head in shock, his face was a little more imperceptible joy, and there was a brilliance in his gloomy eyes.

He has always wanted to be approved by his father, and he has done a lot of things that he shouldn't have done before, which made his father feel uncomfortable.

When Father blamed himself before, his heart ached, but the Father in front of him was not like this.

When he was young, he didn't understand, he relied on his father's preference to be unscrupulous, but now that he has grown up, he understands that it is not that he does everything right, but just because there is a person who is willing to tolerate you and give you a piece of freedom.

"Father, I'll do it for you."

The little guy took out the bone knife from the edge of the animal skin clothes on his body, cut a few knots on the edge, set it aside, and carved it carefully.

Mo Yan looked at his hard work, and also took a section and slowly carved it. I have to say that Mo Yun inherited his advantages and was even more talented in this area. Sometimes I can't figure it out, and the little guy will give me some pointers.

By the time the father and son felt that they had almost learned, it was already dark outside. Mo Yan went to the tribe's warehouses and patrolled around the guards, while Mo Yun cooked food in the cave.

The snow kite lying on the straw mat moved, rubbed her eyes a few times, slowly opened her eyes, and yawned with her hands over her mouth.

It's really been too tiring these days, and I've finally had a good night's sleep. She looked around, looking for Mo Yan's figure, but only saw Mo Yun cooking on the side.

She walked over slowly and put Mo Yun's finished things on the stone. Seeing that she was awake, Mo Yun smiled at her and continued to be busy.

When Mo Yan returned, the two of them were sitting by the stone waiting for him. He walked to the fire and warmed his hands, and felt that his body was not so cold, so he sat down.

Snow Kite looked at the bamboo cup on the side, and with this curiosity, she couldn't help but ask a few words, only to know about the day.

Thinking that the father and son deliberately learned to make such things in order to make it easier for him, he was a little embarrassed, and he had a feeling that he couldn't speak.

Early the next morning, Mo Yan set off with the hunting team to hunt in the forest, and Snow Kite took Mo Yun to Heng's stone cave to see if the bamboo chopsticks were ready.

When we arrived at the cave, the door of the cave was closed. The snow kite knocked on the door and asked aloud, and the person inside opened the door.

Heng looked at her with a smile, and looked at Mo Yun beside him, only feeling a little familiar, but he didn't recognize it.

It wasn't until Mo Yun called Grandpa Heng that he reacted. It turned out to be the little cub of the Mo Yan family, who hadn't seen me for a few years, but he had grown taller, and the childishness on his body was gone.

"Come in, I've got everything ready, take it if you want, but you have to leave me a little."

Snow Kite looked at him holding a bundle of bamboo chopsticks tied up with animal skins, looking cautious for fear that others would snatch them, and felt a little funny. It's such a big orc, I didn't expect it to be a little cute.

Mo Yun looked around, looking at the things in Heng's house, very curious. When I see something new, I will reach out and touch it.

Sometimes I accidentally touched it, and Heng immediately rushed over to catch it. It wasn't until Mo Yun noticed it that he apologized embarrassedly, withdrew his hand, and stopped touching the things inside.

"Hey, my little ancestor, grandpa is terrible, these are all treasures, don't break grandpa."

Mo Yun blinked his eyes wide, looking very serious. The things in Grandpa Heng's stone cave are really good, if only he had a chance to learn.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I just like it a little, if I want to learn, can you teach me?"

Heng was quite surprised when he heard his words, and squinted at him a few times, his eyes were a little sharp, Mo Yun felt scared and didn't dare to look at him.

Heng didn't expect that there are still people willing to learn these things from him now. If this little guy is not afraid of hardship or tiredness, he can think about it.

"Got it figured? I'm so good, if I regret it, I can leave now. ”

Heng stared at him straightly, Mo Yun nodded, his expression was very serious, and there was no way to joke.

Seeing that Heng didn't answer, the little guy was a little lost in his eyes, said goodbye to him, and walked out with the snow kite with his things.

When he arrived at the door, the little guy was still a little unwilling and looked back.

"Okay, I promised, I'm willing to learn and come over from tomorrow."

Hearing Heng's slightly old voice, Mo Yun was very happy and jumped up happily. It's good that he can do something like this in the future.

Snow Kite looked at the figure running away with bamboo chopsticks on her back, smiled helplessly, and hurriedly chased after her.