Xiaofu left.

In the morning, Fu ate with them and left.

It was not far from Tongshan and they could get there today, so after breakfast in the morning, the eldest brother and his friends started packing up, put on the sled, and headed towards Tongshan.

Fu led them forward along with the eldest brother and the others. Little Fu followed for a short distance, turned his head to look at the wolves waiting for him not far away, and after walking a few more steps forward, he finally stopped.

"Woo woo~"

After walking a few steps forward, Fu Jiang found the child who had fallen behind. He turned around and looked at Xiao Fu, who was whimpering, wanting this child who had been lost for several years to finally return to follow them and not get lost again.

The other dogs also stopped and looked at Xiaofu along with Fujiang, hoping that it would catch up and move forward with them.

Xiaofu hesitated for a while, then ran quickly towards Fujiang. They sniffed each other, opened their mouths and bit each other gently.

“Ah~ah~”

The wolves behind him let out bursts of howls and slowly came towards Xiaofu.

General Fu turned around and led the rest of the dogs towards the eldest brother and the others who had already walked some distance away. After Little Fu walked forward a few steps, he turned his head to look at the wolves that followed them, and finally stopped again, standing there watching Fu lead them away gradually.

During this time, Fu Jiang stopped, turned around and called Xiao Fu several times. Xiao Fu was so anxious that he turned around in circles, but in the end he did not follow his mother and stayed with the wolf pack.

“Ah~”

The snow was vast and covered the fields, and coldness and loneliness filled the world.

Watching the senior brother and others as well as Fu Jiang walking further and further away, Xiao Fu raised his head and howled. His voice was less majestic than before and more sad and melancholy, like a child who had to leave home and was saying goodbye to his loved ones in tears.

The cold wind blew up, carrying snow foam and blowing the wolves' hair, creating a whirlwind.

In the cold wind, the howling of wolves rang out one after another, and it lasted for a long time.

The eldest brother and the others disappeared, and the howling of wolves that was faintly heard from the invisible places also disappeared. The world suddenly became silent, with only the mournful howls of the cold wind blowing through the treetops.

Xiao Fu, with his mouth shut, led the wolf pack and stood there without moving, quietly looking in the direction where Fu led them to leave.

After a long time, it finally took a step towards the north, and this time, it did not look back.

The wolves followed their king and slowly turned into a group of small black dots. Finally, they disappeared, leaving behind a row of plum blossoms in the snow.

As the cold wind howled and the snow fell again, the plum blossoms gradually disappeared and eventually became no different from the surroundings.

The sky and earth are covered in white, and it is so clean under the heavy snow...

That is a

Where the wind and butterflies fly freely

Behind the dream

The faint fragrance of gardenias

That is a

A village where birds sing with the heart

The river flows quietly

The earth is filled with sunset

Walking through those

The years of roughness and delicacy

Four Seasons' Slender Fingers

Leading me to grow without a trace

No more looking back

The ignorant arrogance and gentle strength of youth

Never Forget

The blue sadness outside the fence

More than ten days later, there was movement from the west, and a team appeared in the snow.

It was the eldest brother and others who had returned from mining.

Walking in the front are the eldest brother and Uncle Lu, the leader of the deer herd.

On the sled pulled behind Uncle Lu was a basket of copper ore. It was not too heavy, weighing about 70 or 80 kilograms.

Even though it only weighs 70 or 80 kilograms, it is actually not much easier to pull than the deer behind that pull more, and it is even more difficult than the rest.

Because it was its first time going this route, the snow on the road was relatively loose. Although the deer behind it pulled a lot, the snow had been gradually compacted, the sled no longer sank, and the resistance was small, so it was relatively easy.

When they walked here, the eldest brother looked around, hoping to see Xiaofu again, but there was only snow, dead trees and weeds around, and no trace of Xiaofu or the wolves.

"Woo woo~"

Fu Jiang raised his head and shouted. His voice was heard far away in the open space, but there was no wolf howl to respond...

Han Cheng learned about Xiaofu's matter after the people who went to Tongshan to mine minerals returned.

For a moment, I didn’t know what to feel.

There is some relief, after all, the guy who was so naughty and got stung by bees did not die after disappearing for so many years, but is living well outside.

And he also became the leader of a wolf pack.

There is also a sense of disappointment. As the things I have experienced increase, some things can never be undone. The same is true for people and dogs that have been lost and found again.

But no matter what, the joy in my heart outweighs other factors.

It doesn’t matter whether I come back or not, as long as I know that Xiaofu is still alive and doing well.

In fact, this is a good thing. If Xiaofu really leads the wolf pack back, it will be difficult for the tribe.

Because the tribe already has enough dogs. If they add a group like this, not to mention other things, the food alone will be a huge consumption.

Moreover, the wolf pack led by Xiaofu is different from the wolves in the tribe. These wolves are purely wild and are definitely difficult to tame. If they are allowed to live in the tribe, they will have no sense of security and who knows how much trouble they will cause.

He would feel uncomfortable if he shot and ate all the wolves that Xiaofu led back.

So for Han Cheng and the entire Qingque tribe, the current situation is actually very good.

The heavy snow covering the earth and the cold winter could not dampen the enthusiasm of the people of the Qingque tribe to smelt bronze and cast tools.

With the arrival of the two types of ores and after some preliminary work, the three furnaces at the quarry started working one after another.

When the snow falls heavily, there is no need to work in the fields. This is the most leisurely time of the year for the entire tribe.

So there are enough people to do this work.

For a while, the quarry was very busy, with people smashing ore, screening ore, burning charcoal, turning the wind turbine... a series of things were going on in an orderly manner.

As the white smoke rose, the ores transported back from afar flowed into the clay molds after the blazing flames, becoming solid, sharp tools...

In front of Han Cheng, there were some long bronze utensils. These bronze utensils were 20 cm long, 5 cm wide and 2 cm thick.

There is a hole on the upper part for installing the wooden handle, and the lower part is relatively thin compared to the upper part.

This thing is a bronze hoe, which is the second type of agricultural tool made by the Qingque tribe besides the bronze sickle.