And my father gathered a lot of stones, and carried them to the door, so that they might be used for the evening as a door. With these stones, the father still felt uneasy, and found a few large stones nearby, but he couldn't move them alone, and he had to wait until the children came back.

After packing up this, my father started a fire in the stone pit house, and since there was no dry wood, my father pulled several handfuls of hay and moss nearby to light the fire, and the house was full of smoke and his hand was gone.

It was getting dark late on the mountain, and my father had been busy for so long that he felt that it was going to be dark, but there was an orange sun on a red sunset on the horizon, indicating that it would be at least half an hour before it was dark.

The father burned the fire vigorously, set up three pebbles, shoveled a pot full of snow in the vicinity, put it on the pebbles and boiled water, and called a dog in the neighborhood, and told him to call the little masters to come back quickly.

After half a meal, the children came back happily, and when they came to the house, they were busy and orderly cutting the firewood into a span and placing it neatly in the house.

At night, the firewood was prepared, and everyone moved a few large stones from the father's picture, and blocked the entrance of the cave tightly with the stones.

At this time, the sun jumped down, and there was only a red halo left on the horizon, and it was soon getting dark.

They didn't hunt on this trip, but to look for iron ore, so they brought a lot of meat and bread noodles, which were enough for them to eat for three or five days, but five dogs and two wolves needed to eat a lot of things every day, and it was far from enough to bring this idea from home, not to mention that the dogs and the wolf cubs were in the stage of growing their bodies, and the amount of food was very good.

Thinking of this, before the father blocked the entrance of the cave, he called the dog over and explained a few times, and the dog and the wolf turned around and walked out of the cave, howling and pounced.

At this time, when the animals that had been dormant for a day were about to move and want to come out to find something to eat, the barking of dogs and wolves immediately caused the hopeful animals in the mountains to flee for their lives, only to see the mountains full of snow fog and dust raised by chasing and fleeing.

At the end of the meal, it was already dark, and the dogs and wolves brought in two turkeys and three desert cats, which was really amazing! The little ones wagged their tails and asked their masters for merit and reward, and to bring good news.

The children put their arms around them for a while, and cut a turkey and three desert cats into small pieces with their knives and gave them to eat, and a turkey for the little ones to eat tomorrow. The little ones lay on the ground, holding the pieces of meat on their two front legs and gnawing with relish.

The children were stirring the pork porridge in the pot while watching the little ones eat, feeling that they were too hungry to die, remembering that they had only eaten one meal today until now, and were busy shouting to add fire and cook quickly.

After dinner, it's time to stand guard.

They stood guard in a three-to-one ratio that had not been used for a long time, changing one person per shift for half an hour per shift.

This half an hour is not really half an hour, roughly speaking, the first half of the night is longer, at this time everyone is not sleepy, sometimes people who sleep at this time can not sleep, everyone does not care about sleeping more and sleeping less, to the second half of the night, people's sleepiness comes up, the duration of this half hour is sometimes greatly shortened, and even sometimes a group of people just fell asleep and did not sleep steadily, the next group of people called for a shift.

In general, half an hour is everyone's psychological feeling.

Seeing that the children were very interested, the father went to sleep first. He is an old man, a grandfather and grandfather, used to going to bed early and waking up early, and he deliberately wanted to take over more shifts in the second half of the night, so he took advantage of the children's good spirits to sleep for a while, and when the children fell asleep in the second half of the night, he would take a few more shifts. Although the children have become fathers, in the eyes of their fathers, they will always be children who will not grow up, and they are indeed not very old.

I thought that it might not be quiet at night, but it was surprisingly quiet all night, and I thought that I would get up and change shifts after sleeping for a while, and even if I couldn't wake up, the children would wake him up according to the rules, but I slept until dawn. It turned out that the three children insisted on standing on the post all night, and none of them changed shifts.

The father woke up in the morning in a daze, and hurriedly asked the children what was going on, and the children said happily that when they saw that their father was tired, they would let him rest for a while, they were all young and could afford it, and it didn't matter if they didn't sleep for a night or two.

The father looked at the children's smiling expressions, and secretly sighed that he was getting old, and at the same time, he was amazed that the children had grown up, and it seemed that he would have to stand on the front shift in the future.

The father got up and beckoned the children to squint for a while, even for half an hour, while he himself quickly packed up his things and made breakfast, and sent the dogs and wolves out to pee.

Bringing clean snow from outside the hut and burning the fire, the snow melted after a while, and after a while the snow boiled, my father scooped up a bowl with a bowl, and drank it on an empty stomach for a while, and then began to chop meat and cabbage.

Half an hour later, the meat in the pot was already boiled to a pulp, mixed with cabbage, giving off an enticing aroma.

The father woke up the children and asked them to wash their faces with snow at the door, and the lads immediately became energetic and radiant, and jumped into the house with joy, shouting that they were dying of hunger for breakfast.

My father handed them chopsticks made of wooden sticks, and they ate by the pot. Breakfast was eaten quickly, and the squirting was over in less than a bag of cigarettes.

The children used their knives to chop the remaining turkey from the previous night into small pieces, fed it to the dogs and the wolf, and then gathered up.

At this time, the sky was just dawning.

The group carried their bags and walked through the sparse woods, straight towards the purple rocks, stopping and stumbling along the way, the branches hitting their faces and hurting, and several times the hard stones pierced their leather boots, and pierced their feet uncomfortably.

In a particularly steep place, there is no road to walk, and there are no branches to climb, so you can only slip down, and the hard work is endless.

Generally speaking, iron ore has several colors and forms, there are purple-red, pale yellow, and gray-black, in the form of crushed mud, crystals, pebbles, and stones, and so on, the most common is purple-red iron ore.

At noon, the father and son had already arrived at the foot of the purple-red mountain, where there was surprisingly no snow, only the occasional snow trail in the bushes between the gravel, compared to the mountain, this place was a different world.

From the foot of the mountain to the rocky mountain, there is a long mountain of gravel scattered on the mountain, and it is estimated that it will take two hours to climb to the top of the mountain from here, and it seems that it will not be possible to go up today.

The father was thinking about what to do with today's arrangement, and the eldest son reminded the father that in fact, they didn't need to climb up the mountain at all, and there were gravel falling from the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

My father smiled to himself, "Hey, you see I'm so old and confused, why am I so tendoned?"

Immediately, they decided to spend the night under a natural hole at the foot of the mountain formed by a leeward few stones diagonally.

It took a lot of work to clean up the gravel under the holes, and when it was smoothed, my father used a hoe to dig a lot of turf from nearby and spread it on it, so that it was softer.