As soon as the stop was arranged, the eldest son heard the whirring wind outside, which seemed to be quieter, but there seemed to be other sounds mixed in the wind, but what was the sound, he opened his ears and didn't hear a meaning.

The father also heard the change in the sound outside, and saw that his brows were slowly furrowed, and his forehead gradually curled, as if he was worried about what was happening, and he did not tell the child what it was, but he secretly wondered to himself - how could there be such a thing in this place, if there was, then this little grass shed would never be able to resist it.

Looking at his father's tightly knit brows, the eldest son knew that the sound outside was definitely not a good thing, and when he saw that his father didn't say it, he knew that his father was not going to say it, maybe his father couldn't grasp what it was, maybe his father was worried that he would scare them when he said it, maybe there was something else...... The eldest son could no longer think about it, and he had no idea what the children would be like if his father spoke out his fears.

The father was about to tell the children about his worries with his mouth, so that the children could be prepared, when he heard the faint sound of the wind outside the shed becoming more obvious, and the eldest son also heard it, and it was clearly the sound of many animals running from far and near, like thunder in the sky—boom, and the dull sound was very clear in the night sky.

Without any more hesitation, the father hurriedly called the second son up, and the eldest son barked all the dogs and little wolves, and told them that there was a group of animals outside, estimated to be thousands of heads, and was rushing in the direction of the grass shed, and the only way was to go out and light the fir manuscripts outside, and let them not go out, and use the fire to let the animal group take the initiative to get out of the way, otherwise so many animals trampled on, not to mention a grass shed with thorns. Even a house made of stone has long since been trampled on.

Hearing this, the children still wanted to sleep, so they immediately divided the labor, the eldest son used an axe to split the manuscript in the grass shed, and the father and the second son lit a fire outside.

As he spoke, the father and the second son were already holding torches. He went out with the dog and the little wolf, and came to the cave to quickly light up the piles of fir manuscripts that had been prepared during the day.

The flickering firelight suddenly shone red in the dark night sky, but the distant rumbling did not abate or pause.

The father felt that this was not enough, so he let the second son in, and together with the eldest son, he took out the branches of the fir tree with leaves, piled them up in the direction from which the sound came, and lit them up when the father gave an order. Instead, let the children continue to carry things out of the hut, as long as they can burn.

The first thing the children brought was a piece of forest pig skin, then a few pieces of fat from the forest pig, which burned quickly and had a great fire, and then they simply took out the big goose, which was made of bear skin, and it was also a good thing to burn, and finally more fir drafts.

My father first put the fir manuscripts next to the branches of the fir tree and piled them together, and slowly roasted them over the fire. As soon as the sound in front of him was near, he lit a fire, and threw a bunch of fir manuscripts into the fire. The fire suddenly became a lot bigger, but it is still difficult to see it from a distance, because although the fire is very large, the flames are not high, and the smoke is very thick, and the fire is not very bright from a distance.

Judging by the sound. The father estimated that the fauna was not far from them, so he decisively lit the branch of the fir tree next to him, and the flames rose into the sky at once, illuminating half of the sky and the fauna that was getting closer and closer.

Then the eldest son threw all the oil-stained things into the fire. The fire was brighter.

Seeing that the skyrocketing fire did not seem to have any effect on the rushing fauna, everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, and the legs of the dogs and the little wolf were a little trembling and did not obey the call, just waiting for the last moment to come. As we got closer, we could already see the animal running at the front - it was a yak!

A herd of yaks with sharp horns!

Just when everyone was about to give up, they saw that the speed of the yak herd seemed to slow down a little.

Finally saw clearly, more and more clearly, the yaks in the front row also saw the fire clearly, they knew the power of the fire, and immediately dispersed a horizontal line to both sides, bypassing the grass shed and continuing forward, surrounding the whole group in the middle, the deafening roar was in the ears, the thick dust almost submerged everyone, and the three cubs and these little ones were like floating on a plank in the river, which could be broken by the waves at any time.

After a bag of cigarettes, the yak herd was finished, and calm was restored around everyone, and the whole river beach was surprisingly quiet.

The father and the children looked at each other, and their faces were covered with dust, and then they looked at the grass and trees around them, which had already turned into dirt.

It took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses, and they didn't know what had just happened, how it had passed, whether what had just happened was true or not, everything seemed to be in a dream.

After a while, the three cubs remembered to see if the dogs and wolves were enough, don't miss one or two to be in trouble, don't look at it I don't know, I was really scared when I saw it, and there were really three dogs and two little wolves missing, the little ones who were not injured were gone, so anxious that the father and the children had the heart to cry, everyone shouted loudly with a crying voice, and the second son cried directly, but there was not even an echo on the empty field - it seemed that these dogs and little wolves were caught up in the rolling torrent of yak herds in the chaos just now.

Just when everyone was about to believe that this was true, they heard several barks of dogs and wolves from the direction where the yak herd disappeared downstream, which suddenly excited everyone and couldn't believe that it was true. The father and the children did not bother to take the torches, so they ran in the direction that the little ones were calling, and after running a few paces and could not see the way, they turned back and took them, until they were more than a dozen feet away, and then they saw some little wolves and dogs lying on the ground, sticking out their tongues at length, and looking tired—and the hearts of the people, who had just been relieved, immediately tightened again.

The father ran over and picked up a dog, looking at it, and checking to see if it was hurt.

After looking at them one by one, all the dogs and little wolves were not injured, and it seemed that they were tired, so everyone was relieved.

Then look at a stone slab in the distance next to it, there is a yak lying down, bleeding everywhere on the legs and neck, it seems that these dogs and little wolves have been following the yak herd just now, sneaking up on the yak running behind them -- these bold little guys! The father was surprised and happy in his heart, and there was a slight complaint, thinking that the little ones should not take this risk, as for the meat tomorrow, they can go hunting tomorrow, so many yaks just now are terrible to think about, if they are stepped on, they will definitely become mud, not a question of whether they are alive or not.

Everyone specially found a thick wooden stick and a few vines, tied the yak legs together, and lifted the wooden sticks through them. The yak was so heavy that it took a great deal of effort for the three cubs to carry it back to the straw shed.

By this time it was already dawn, and everyone was exhausted from a night of worry and exertion.

When we entered the grass hut, we really wanted to lie down and sleep, and sleep until dark, but we knew that there were so many things to do during the day, how could we go to sleep, and even during the day, in this place, it was also dangerous, and problems could arise at any time.

After washing their faces with cold water, the children had already sobered up, and they were in the same spirit as when they first got up, but their father's eyes were swollen and they felt sore, after all, they were old.

I have food, I have fir drafts, and I still need some herbs, and my father doesn't have much to bring, so if he goes into the cave in case there is any problem, it will be troublesome.

There are no herbs to be harvested on the river beach, and the grass and trees have long been trampled into dust by the yak herd, so you can only go to the mountains on both sides or go to the river beach farther away.

As it was yesterday, after breakfast, we covered the grass hut with thorns, and set out with all the dogs and wolves, and they were going to the rocky hill opposite the river beach to pick herbs, and they could not go to the dense woods here, although there were there, but it was not easy to find, and it was slow to find, and the medicinal effect under the trees was generally not very good.

When the sun crept out from a distant mountaintop, everyone had climbed to the halfway point of the opposite stone mountain, and the back basket was also filled with some things, such as manna seeds to deal with falls, poisonous bone-penetrating grass, and large thistles to stop bleeding, etc., and at noon, we found a few astragalus and red membranaceus, as well as a lot of bracken beans, which are all good things for people to replenish when they are very hungry, and they do not take up space.

After feeling that it was almost over, the father took the children back to the hut, and everyone rested together for an hour, and then regained their strength.

After eating some things simply, my father felt that it was necessary to bring a few more bamboo tubes to fill water after entering the cave, and the most worrying thing about going out was water, not to mention that in addition to three people, there were so many dogs and little wolves, and they had to drink a lot of water every day.

He remembered that a few days ago he found a place on the mountain where some bamboos grew there, and if they were cut down, they should be used as bamboo tubes to hold water.

Everyone looked for it all the way, tired and half dead, only to climb to the halfway point of the mountainside with bamboo, left and right to find a few suitable size bamboo, carefully cut down, "slippery" from the hillside sliding, make a bamboo tube, the sky is almost dark again.

Thinking of what happened last night, my father called the children to grab a little time before dark, and cut a lot of bamboo and put it outside the straw hut to prepare for the evening.

When the eldest son and the second son carried the bamboo from the foot of the mountain for the last time and were about to return to the grass hut, they thought that they could bring more bamboo back with them, so they did not remove the branches and tips, and directly put the heads of a few bamboos with their hands, carried them on their shoulders and prepared to pull them away. (To be continued.) )