"Deer, come here. The man who was pale because of his broken leg, but did not hide his burly and resolute expression, called her.

Lu lightly's expression remained unchanged, and he walked over slowly: "Father." ”

Because of the sparse population, and because of the rule of the kingdom that you can't eat people and don't abandon young children, people in this world value their children very much, and even if they can't live happily, it rarely happens to abandon their children. But at the same time, the family concept here is not strong, men and women will frequently exchange their mates/mates, one boy and more women or one girl than men, and the children they give birth to are raised by the whole tribe, and the Qinglu tribe is probably the same.

Therefore, the children here are relatively closer to the mother who gave birth to them, and many people don't even know who their father is.

But the original body is different, she was cultivated as a young chief, she has been with her father since she was a child, learning everything she can learn, but as a mother's three branches can rarely intervene in her growth, so the respect and dependence on her father is much more in the original body than in her mother.

But her father, whom she respected and loved the most, personally agreed to let her be a sacrifice, and it was like a mountain collapsing in an instant—her father, who thought she was as strong as a beast, was injured, and her father, who thought that he would always protect her like a mountain and shelter her from the wind and rain, pushed her to hell with his own hands.

Hey, it's cruel to think about.

The original body is only an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, even in this harsh world, she is far from being an adult.

The sturdy middle-aged man looked at Lu Qingqing, even if he was sitting, he was not much shorter than Lu Qingqing, who was standing, and he said approvingly: "You have done a good job, Jia Coconut Fruit, Demon Jac, you have done a very good job, and what the God of Food has told you, you can say it, so that our people can tide over the difficulties." ”

I didn't care, I didn't apologize, and I didn't ask my daughter if she was afraid of being hurt just now......

Lu lightly sneered in his heart and shook his head: "What the God of Food gave me is a mess in my mind, and I can only know how to do it when I see something specific or encounter something." ”

There was a hint of regret on Jiao Gangyi's face: "That's it, but if you think about it, you must tell me." And you don't have to tell anyone about this anymore, and I will tell my people not to tell it. ”

Lu nodded lightly, if it weren't for the critical situation, she wouldn't have said in front of so many people that she had obtained the knowledge of the God of Food, in other words, she was equivalent to getting the inheritance of the God of Food, and there were only three gods in total who were supported by people on this continent, so she would inevitably become a sweetheart in the eyes of some people if she got the inheritance of the God of Food.

Fortunately, in this Qinglu Plain, there are no other tribes except the Qinglu tribe.

"I see. Lu said softly, "I'll go over there and have a look." ”

"Go ahead. Lu turned away slightly, and heard a man's extremely low voice from behind, "I'm sorry, but I have to choose that as the chief." ”

Lu lightly paused, indeed, as a leader, Jiao has a responsibility for this tribe, and this responsibility is enough for him to sacrifice everything, but as a father, he didn't keep his daughter, from this point of view, how incompetent he is - Yao is obviously using Lu lightly to make a raft to vent his hatred, and he doesn't really sacrifice his original body to be able to feed and clothe all people, but Jiao is laissez-faire, does he also have the idea of letting this daughter vent for Yao, or delaying it?

Further, Lu gently thought darkly, since you are so righteous and awe-inspiring, and your sense of responsibility is so strong, why don't you go and replace your daughter as a sacrifice, presumably you will be happier then.

Because of her experience before her death, Lu Qingqing is very sensitive to words like sacrifice and choice, and she also feels very harsh, in this life, she will never be a victim of anyone again.

Lu gently found a fire and sat down to rest, stretched out her two dirty feet that were blue and swollen with wounds, and there were many rotten sores on her calves, she sighed, and reached out to the back of her right waist and touched it.

She didn't touch anything special, she didn't have a fever, she didn't glow, what about her kidney, which should be very strong? Or could she only save her life at a critical moment, and she was silent when nothing happened.

Lu Qingqing couldn't understand, and was a little disappointed in his heart, while gently rubbing his feet against the fire, while thinking about the way forward.

At present, it seems that her personal safety is guaranteed, but the problem of food and clothing is still a knife hanging above her head, konjac tofu can not be eaten every day, otherwise it will still be poisoned, tomorrow I still have to go out to find food, the weather will get colder and colder, and a lot of firewood will be consumed at night, and we must speed up the collection.

She looked around the cave, it was more than ten meters high, and the place was also very open, but the ground was very uneven, and the clansmen only moved on the edge of the cave entrance, and the depths of the cave generally did not go, because it was too dark, and because it was too humid and cold. Sitting here, Lu Qing could vaguely feel the wisps of yin wind coming from the depths of the cave, like a large black mouth, which was terrifying.

There shouldn't be any beasts and poisonous insects in there, right? Lu thought about it lightly, it seems that someone had probed the horn before, but just in case, if it is empty, it still needs to be blocked with something.

There are no large-scale shelters near Qinglu Plain, and this winter is basically spent in a cave, and safety comes first.

In addition, there is a lot of wind and snow at the entrance of the cave, so the entrance of the cave should also be sealed with something to leave a passage in and out.

Rao is like this, the space in the cave is too large, and it is still not conducive to keeping warm, Lu gently folded a small wooden stick and drew on the ground, thinking about the possibility of building a house in the cave.

After drawing two strokes, she shook her head and denied the idea, whether it is to build a wooden house or an earthen house, it is very technical, and she is just ignorant, if the weather is warm, everyone is full of food and drink, and you can try it together, but now there is not so much time and materials for her to squander.

She turned her head to look at the snow outside at night, the cold wind was howling, the snow was faintly reflective, Lu lightly moved her eyebrows slightly, she couldn't build a house, but what about digging a snow house?

When I was a child, I lived on the manor with my grandfather, and one year it snowed heavily, and my grandfather took her to dig a snow house, which was only small enough for their grandfather and grandson to drink tea in it, but the warmth was really warm, and my grandfather was an instructor in the army when he was young, and he taught a very good set of things, so after many years, she still remembered how to get that snow house.

"Deer, do you look at this?" Several children ran towards Lu Qingqing, each with a dirty face, Lu Qingqing couldn't recognize who was who, but fortunately she still recognized the child who was sent by her to find buckwheat seeds.

"Deer, I've found so many. The child was holding a handful of black things in both hands, and Lu gently pinched two of them and looked at the fire carefully, it was indeed buckwheat.