Chapter 89 The Wolf Who Moaned to the Moon and the Deer Who Didn't Want to Eat Grass

It was specially arranged by Han Cheng for the three of Ruhua to have dinner last.

Although no one in the tribe objected to the rescue of these three people, Han Cheng knew that many people still felt uncomfortable about it. In order not to affect the unity within the tribe and take care of the emotions of everyone in the tribe, he deliberately stopped eating These subtle aspects are used to distinguish.

Promote the original people of the Qingque tribe and lower their status, so that the people of the Qingque tribe will feel balanced in their hearts.

In addition to eating, other aspects, such as the furthest from the fire when sleeping, and the closest to the entrance of the cave.

The heavy snow that started to fall in the morning stopped in the evening. At this time, the sky cleared up, and a round of bright moon hung above the clean night sky, looking extraordinarily bright and quiet.

Han Cheng was wearing a hat and gloves, and a fiery red fox fur scarf around his neck, with his arms folded on his chest, standing in the snow outside the cave, quietly watching the moonlight after the snow, a kind of An indescribable tranquility enveloped my heart.

Because the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and there was a bright moon hanging in the night sky, the night looked very bright.

Standing here, Han Cheng could see the wall farthest from him, as well as the statue-like person standing behind the wall and standing guard.

Under the night, they appear dark and hazy, like a black curtain separating the distant sky.

The sudden attack of the Tengshe tribe the day before yesterday sounded the alarm for everyone in the Qingque tribe.

Although they repelled the tribe, no one is sure that the tribe will not make a comeback. For the sake of the tribe and the safety of everyone, after temporarily dealing with the problems left over from the war that day, the Big Three of the Qingque tribe held a meeting to deal with this matter. An urgent meeting was called.

The result of the meeting was to change the system of standing guard from daytime to full-time, and there must be someone guarding behind the fence at night.

"Aww~"

Such a quiet and beautiful night will not only affect people, but also wolves.

Fu Jiang who was following Han Cheng didn't know what he had learned from the night, and raised his head to express his emotions to the bright moon in the sky, with a desolate and distant voice.

However, it didn't express its emotions smoothly, and it was forcibly interrupted when it was less than halfway through.

A small hand patted its head, and patted all the cries behind it back into its stomach.

The only one who dares to treat Lord Fujiang so arrogantly is Han Cheng, a master.

He turned his head to look at Fu Jiang, who had a look of grievance on his face, what kind of evil did he do to be a master.

I am a ferocious wolf anyway, so I can't save myself some face, wolves want face too, okay?

"Wow, woof, woof."

Under the reflection of the full moon, in the quiet night, Han Cheng looked at Fu Jiang and spoke a foreign language that he didn't want to speak very much.

Han Cheng's heart is also very tired. He has come to the primitive society in a good way, and it is fine to teach the people in the tribe to speak Mandarin, but now he has to teach a wolf how to bark like a dog!

No reason!

How can there be such a sad time traveler as myself...

Fu Jiang regretted it very much now, what was he doing with his howling voice when he had nothing to do?

After hearing this syllable from the mouth of his master, Fu Jiang's hair stood on end.

It quietly glanced at its master, then... turned around and ran away.

Han Cheng, who can even speak the language of Wang Xingren, how can he let it succeed? He reached out and grabbed its ears. Then he glared at Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang was wilted and dejected.

"Wow, woof, woof."

Han Cheng looked at it and spoke again.

Running and being unable to run, the fu general who had no way to retreat and was helpless, opened the wolf kiss unwillingly.

"Woo, woo, woo,"

Let a wolf bark like a dog,

This is really too hard for a wolf!

Even though the fur on Fu's body was blown up, what he made was just a slightly similar whining sound.

For this, Han Cheng is already very happy.

Teaching Fujiang to learn foreign languages ​​was something he did on a whim. After persisting for a while, Fujiang was able to make such a whining sound, which has greatly exceeded Han Cheng's expectations.

"Wow, woof, woof."

"Woo, woo, woo,"

"Wow, woof, woof."

"Woo, woo, woo."

In the courtyard of the Qingque Tribe, there was such a miraculous scene - a man and a wolf were having a conversation in the language of the dogs that they didn't know what it meant.

Moreover, the more people talk, the more excited they become, while the more the wolf talks, the more uncomfortable it becomes. The "whooping" sound that it barely makes sounds more and more like the sobbing of an angry little daughter-in-law.

Insane, really insane, how can there be such a thing as a wolf?

After some conversation, Han Cheng let go of Fu Jiang's ears. Like a Fu Jiang who had been pardoned, he turned around and ran back into the cave. At this time, it just wanted to get away from its terrifying master as soon as possible. The farther the better, the better. !

Han Cheng rubbed his mouth, mother, don't make it to the end, Fu Jiang didn't teach well, and he couldn't change it...

The heavy snow covered the mountains and forests, not only the primitive people lacked food, but also the animals.

Carnivorous animals are better, after all, what they need is meat, and will not be covered by heavy snow, while herbivorous animals are uncomfortable.

mountain of salt.

The arrogant Uncle Deer used his slender hooves to dig through the thick snow, revealing some dead grass with snow scum.

It stretched out its head to get closer, stretched out its tongue to wrap around the withered grass, bit it with its teeth, and pulled it up and down vigorously, the old yellow grass with ice fell into its mouth.

The taste of this grass is not good, it is cold and hard, and it is also very hard to chew, so after turning it around in Uncle Lu's mouth, it rinsed it out again.

Uncle Lu snorted in distaste, then raised his head and looked to the south, where it was as quiet as before, and there was nothing there. After looking like this for a while, the disappointed Uncle Lu had to lower his head again to eat the hard food that he disliked. Grass.

In the past, Uncle Lu was not like this. He also enjoyed eating the grass picked out of the snow nest, but this year it won't be so.

Since the beginning of winter, those 'two-legged beasts' with short legs have been feeding them delicious dried grass. For more than a month, Unknowingly, Uncle Deer's mouth has been kept in his mouth.

It is used to eating sun-dried green grass with the taste of sunshine, but now it finds it hard to swallow the grass picked out from the snow nest.

Although its younger brothers are not as serious as it is, they are also not as popular as before.

Uncle Lu ate the grass on the ground bit by bit, looking a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, its long ears turned half a circle, facing south, and its head lifted accordingly.

On the snow field in the south, a group of two-legged beasts appeared, and the leader was the little two-legged beast who was often bullied by it and had to honor its food.

In the arms of the little Twolegs, there is still the dried grass that makes it so dreamy.

It has not been eaten for two days!

The arrogant Uncle Lu also went down arrogantly. He snorted happily, and then ran towards the little Twolegs quickly with his slender legs...

(Thank you for your understanding and support, fellow book lovers, thank you. I won’t cut it off. It’s too bad that I spent so much effort to cut it off. I just think about it, I’m helpless, I always think about turning over, but the posture is always wrong... Slow Take it easy, a ten-year daughter-in-law will become a mother-in-law.)