The weather is getting colder and colder. When I got up in the morning, the sky outside was very gloomy, with dark clouds all over the sky, and it looked like it was going to snow.

Han Cheng got up and drank two bowls of thick, golden millet porridge. Feeling that the weather was cold, he wrapped himself in clothes and went back to the house, then went to sleep on the kang.

Sister Bai Xue refused. After breakfast, she went to the "machine room" and continued weaving. Together with her, there were three other female primitives in the tribe.

Originally, the two elders Huo Yi and Huo Er also wanted to come, but because the sky outside was gloomy, the light in the room was not good, and their eyesight was not good, they could not weave, so they did not come.

However, he was not willing to sit idle, but sat on the edge of the heated kang, with a lot of hemp that had been fermented this year beside him. He spun hemp thread with a spinning top to provide raw materials for the weaving work being done by Bai Xuemei and others.

When Han Cheng saw Bai Xuemei leave, he quietly got down from the kang, went to the corner of the room, opened a sealed jar, and scooped out a bowl of liquid from it.

Then he gritted his teeth, poured the liquid into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. He held his breath for a long time, and his tense brows finally relaxed.

After resealing the jar, Han Cheng climbed back onto the kang.

Han Cheng was drinking wine just now.

The fruit wine that he made by accident was certainly not very strong. The reason why it had the same reaction as drinking strong liquor was because there was something added to the wine - tiger whip!

As for why I had to wait until Sister Bai Xue went out and drink secretly, there must be a reason.

Of course, it wasn't that Bai Xuemei didn't allow him to drink, but when she saw Han Cheng drinking the tiger whip wine, Bai Xuemei couldn't close her legs and turned into a pool of spring water...

After doing this several times in a row, Han Cheng could only drink tiger penis wine stealthily like a thief.

You have to be sneaky about it. You drink this stuff to replenish your body, but every time you spend more than you earn, isn't that frustrating?

The weather suddenly turned cold, and the people of the Qingque tribe basically no longer went outside the courtyard.

They had already stored enough food for the winter. Even if they didn't have any other food, the stored millet alone would be enough for everyone to eat.

There weren't many buildings that needed to be started in winter this year, so the tribesmen rarely went out of the village after the weather turned cold.

Not only them, but most of the tribes, under such circumstances, basically would not leave the caves to hunt and collect food outside.

The word 'basically' is used because there are always exceptions to normal circumstances.

For example, the Green Tribe.

The temperature started to drop since last night. When I woke up in the morning and removed the stone slabs blocking the cave, a biting cold wind rushed into the cave.

After shivering several times while wrapped tightly in the animal skin, the green tribe leader, who was originally a little confused, suddenly became sober.

He hunched his shoulders and walked out of the cave. He looked up at the sky, and when he saw the overcast sky, he knew that the first heavy snow of the year was likely to fall.

"'%^&!"

He looked at the sky and cursed a few words randomly, as if complaining that it snowed too early.

After waiting in this air for a while, I turned around and returned to the cave.

There was already someone inside cooking something in a clay pot.

After drinking the steaming hot soup, the leader of the green tribe felt much better.

However, this comfort did not last long, because before long, he took the stone spear and led the people of the tribe out of the relatively warm cave and walked into the cold wind.

He is going out to look for food.

Compared with previous years, the snow and wind this year did not come early. Under normal circumstances, the Green Tribe should have stored enough food for the winter. At this time, there is no need to go out in such weather and brave the cold to find food.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Coincidentally, this year the exception happened to the Green Tribe.

The leader of the green tribe, whose hair was blown by the cold wind, raised his hands, which were a little painful from the cold, and patted his head hard.

He shot very hard, without holding back at all.

But even so, his regret did not diminish in the slightest.

I shouldn’t have gone to the Qingque tribe to exchange for salt this last time!

If the tribe had not exchanged for salt, it would not be in the predicament it is in now.

The last time the Green Tribe leader went to the Green Bird Tribe to exchange for salt was after the beginning of autumn, not in early autumn, but when more than half of autumn had passed.

After another ten-day shortage of salt, the leader of the Green Tribe, after many ideological struggles, finally could not endure it any longer and took a step that now makes him extremely regretful - he took some food collected in the fall and a little bit of leather that he had recently stored, and on the day that was most suitable for storing food, he went to the Green Bird Tribe to exchange them for salt.

His thought at the time was that the snow might not fall so early this year.

I used part of the food I collected to exchange for salt. After I came back, I stepped up my search for food. It shouldn't be a problem to get through the winter...

The most undesirable thing is to rely on luck.

Many times, even though we know that there are some things that cannot be done, once we do them, they are likely to cause serious consequences.

But the result is that many people are still constantly testing the brink of death.

The core of this is the mentality of relying on luck.

Most people feel that they are different from others and that they are luckier than others.

The same thing, others can't do it, but when it's you, it will be different...

It turns out that this was really just an illusion.

For example, in this cold weather when it is about to snow, the leader of the green tribe, who is hunching his neck and leading his people outside to look for food, is in deep regret.

The snow finally fell, first white snow grains, then tiny snowflakes, and finally heavy snow.

At that time, Han Cheng, who had drunk tiger penis wine, was doing push-ups on the kang.

Hearing someone in the yard shouting in surprise that it was snowing, he no longer felt cold, jumped off the kang, and rushed to the door without even picking up his shoes, eager to see the falling snow.

At the same time, the leader of the Green Tribe, who was still outside leading people to look for prey and fruits, cursed at the falling snow.

No matter how much you curse, people still cannot go against God.

After leading his men to search in the wild for a while, seeing that the snow was getting heavier, he finally gave the order to return with their meager harvest.

When they were leaving, the grass roots in the distance kept looking around at the cave entrance along with the second leader of the Teng Snake Tribe, looking like they wanted to get out...