In this way, more than half a month passed in a hurry, and it happened to be the fortieth day after Lu gently crossed over, and suddenly a big hailstorm fell.

The hail was the size of a goose's egg, and it crackled down from the sky, and the sound was terrifying, but fortunately the tribe lived in a cave, and if it was a tent, it would be doomed.

Lu gently looked at the ice cubes that had fallen to the ground in front of the cave and were still smashing down, and mourned for the Dapeng tribe for a second.

It's mostly tented there.

A sheepfold that digs a hole in the ground has no cover.

Think about it, it's a lot of losses.

Because it was just around lunchtime, most of the tribe had returned, except for a small group that had been digging fern roots on a distant hill that had not returned.

Everybody was worried about the team.

The hail fell for a quarter of an hour, and as soon as it stopped, Kakura and Ayutthaya organized men to go out to find the team.

As a result, the two sides met halfway, and none of the team did not have a blue nose and swollen face, and looked very funny, and they were very tenacious to carry back all the fern roots they had dug up.

All the members of the Qinglu tribe returned to the nest, but the sky was getting worse and worse, and in the afternoon it began to snow, and the goose-feather-like snowflakes were scattered down as if they were not money, and the whole field of vision was white, and the temperature began to drop sharply.

The tribe held a meeting, and the last horn announced that from today on, the Qinglu tribe is going to start the cat winter, without approval, no one can leave the cave without permission, and the people who go to the snow house outside to stand guard have also been selected, all of them are strong young people, three shifts a day, and one day of duty and two days off.

After the meeting, the wooden fence was put up, and except for the people who went to stand guard on duty, all the tribes were nested in this huge cave.

The wind and snow blew in and out of the gap in the snow wall at the entrance of the cave, and the light only shone in through the tunnel, making the cave look dark, quiet and somewhat dreary.

It was in this atmosphere that the first sheep was finally to be slaughtered.

The horn led the old sheep to the entrance of the cave, holding a large stone knife in his hand, and was about to stab the sheep in the neck, while the tribesmen watched with excitement and expectation.

"Hey, wait!"

Lu shouted lightly.

"What's wrong?" Horn looked at his daughter puzzled.

Lu gently walked to the old sheep and looked up and down, this guy she was very familiar with, the oldest, the weakest physique, if it wasn't for her diligent care, she would have died when she left the Dapeng tribe.

The old sheep, apparently recognizing her from pain and weakness, and the breath of her made it very fond of it, so he raised his head and bleated softly at her, and there was a hint of attachment in his meek eyes.

Lu gently turned his face away, and sighed imperceptibly, this is really not good, she has touched and comforted each of these sheep, and even treated minor illnesses more or less, in fact, she is a little reluctant.

But it's like when she raised chickens when she was a child, and watched those guys grow from fluffy chicks to majestic and strong, and she liked them so much, but she wouldn't stop eating them because of that.

What's more, everyone is waiting to eat this sheep now.

She pulled out something from the skin on her chest, a comb she had stumbled with her newly-acquired stone knife these days, and the teeth were combed and untidy, barely enough to comb a few times.

Lu gently squatted down and slowly combed the curly fur on the sheep's body.

Because the children took good care of them, these sheep have been bathed a little, and the wool is no longer as dirty as before, but has become quite fluffy, because they are full, and the wool has grown denser in the past half a month.

Lu gently combed while giving the past energy, and the old sheep squinted his eyes comfortably, lazily not wanting to move.

"Good fellow, I brought you back to eat you, go in peace and return to the arms of the god of life. ”

Then she took a stone knife and cut off the ...... A pinch of wool.

Horn: "...... What are you doing?"

"Cutting wool. Lu Qing said lightly, the movement is sharp, the stone knife Ben made for her is smooth, sharp, very easy to use, she brushed the surface of the sheep's body unevenly, some places exposed pink skin, and some places the remaining hair is quite long, it is simply miserable.

Although there was not a lot of wool cut, there was also a large handful of fluffy wool, Lu was very happy, put it into the small radish basket he brought, and said to the corner: "Father, you go on." ”

The horn looked at her and didn't know what to say, the hair was cut, what was the use of this sheepskin?

The clansmen also think the same, why just cut off the hair?

But no one was born to obstruct it, although some people had the mind to ask for this sheepskin, but this sheep was brought back by Lu lightly, and when she came back, she also distributed the animal skins she had hit on the road to everyone, and now she just spoiled a sheepskin, and she went with her, she was happy.

Everyone thought so, very tolerant and respectful, but when they found out that their young chief was not only going to spoil this sheepskin, but that she had to come every time she killed a sheep, and even she took a shot at the sheep that she didn't intend to kill, and cut the east and the west bald, everyone was not calm.

Lu gently explained lightly: "Wool is a good thing, and although I cut their hair, I didn't cut them all, they will grow soon, and they won't freeze to death." ”

Isn't it good to say that every time she cuts the wool, she will give some energy to the sheep every time she finishes cutting the wool, and the sheep themselves are very happy, and they can't wait to squeeze up to make a deal with her.

When the tribesmen heard her say this, they saw that the sheep that had been partially cut off were still in good spirits and were not frozen, so they believed Lu Qingqing's words.

Forget it, it's nothing to love to collect wool, maybe the young chief will use this wool to give them new surprises.

Lu Qingqing was not a surprise to them, she looked at the soft wool that had been saved up in a whole basket, as if she saw a woolen sweater, a cashmere coat, or a pair of thick wool autumn pants, how warm it was, I really wanted to put it on immediately, in order to trade with the sheep, and in order to take care of the ten pots of baby seeds, she tossed herself so much that she had no energy, her right kidney was not hot, and she was about to freeze to death.

All winter, Lu Qing has been fighting against wool, watching the wool accumulate little by little, I feel very hopeful, even if it is getting colder and colder, hiding in front of the snow room and burning the fire, I feel that my hands and feet are about to freeze off, and my heart is still full of confidence.

She's going to be the one in the wool shirt and pants soon!

I didn't think about it at all, these are just wool in front of me, and it will take a lot of time and brains to turn wool into wool and weave it again, when spring is going to pass, and she doesn't wear wool clothes and pants when it's the coldest, what else is there to look forward to.