A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 1014 The Whistle from the Snow
in the cave.

Ya Ge was playing with Dudu on the ground, Jiang Qing was concentrating on sewing boots, and Lang Mo was wrapped in her full armor.At the same time, the other people in the cave all had some decorations on their bodies, all thanks to Jiang Qing.

Two days passed, and the bustling snowflakes in the sky finally stopped.The snow stopped, and the long-lost sunshine was seen in the sky overhead, shining on the snow-white and crystal-clear ground. Under the refraction of the sun, the endless snow-capped mountains looked extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

Didison re-prepared the medicated diet, and finally the unpleasant smell disappeared. Jiang Qing quietly drank the medicated diet soup without saying anything, and gradually got used to the round and upturned belly.The chest was swollen, and Jiang Qing raised her hand from time to time to rub it lightly.Of course, she didn't mention this to anyone. It was a sign of engorgement, and she didn't panic once she experienced it.I just feel a little uncomfortable, but it's just beginning to be bearable.

"Sister Qing, the snow has stopped!" Ya Ge exclaimed.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, looking at the bright sunshine outside.He always remembered what Jiang Qing and the other three said, and after the snow stopped, he would take him to find his clansmen.After leaving the clan land for a long time, he missed his mother and the little friends in the clan land very much, but the sensible Yage didn't cry, and stayed quietly in the cave with Jiang Qing, and when he was bored, he hugged Dudu and played around without disturbing Jiang Qing and the others.

Lang Mo cleaned up the animal skins he had hunted in the past two days, looked at the bright sky outside, and felt a little more urgent in his heart.

Didison lowered his head, tending to the herbs spread out in the cave.

Here, Jiang Qing raised her head and looked outside the cave when she heard the words, nodded and said, "Yes! It finally stopped!"

I don't know how many days it has been snowing.

Looking at the snow on the ground, it is estimated that it will not be ten and a half months, and it will be about seven or eight days.Ya Ge's small face clearly showed missing.Even if she didn't ask, Jiang Qing was only homesick for Ya Ge and her family.It's so big, it's hard for him not to cry all the time.

"Sister Qing, when are we going out?" Ya Ge whispered.

The small face was full of demanding, but felt embarrassed.Therefore, she looked up at Jiang Qing timidly, and from time to time glanced at Lang Mo who was tanning ice rabbit skin not far away.Although Yage is small, he has many evil ideas.Knowing how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, he realized that Lang Mo was not easy to provoke, so he kept his own law and order in the past two days, and never provoked Lang Mo from the beginning to the end.

This made Jiang Qing and Didison feel amazing.

After asking several times, I couldn't get anything out of Ya Ge's mouth.In the end, I came to a conclusion, that is the intuition of small animals.

"Lang Mo?" Jiang Qing bit off the end of the thread, and glanced at Lang Mo with a questioning look.

Lang Mo shook the rabbit fur on his hands, hung it aside to dry, and said after consideration: "No hurry, I haven't found any comparisons for the scenes described by Ya Ge. At present, it is impossible to determine the tribe where Ya Ge belongs to. In which direction, it is very dangerous to go out rashly to find it.” The glacier plain is even more dangerous than Xuelong Ridge, once you lose your way here, you will never be able to return to the starting point.

Lang Mo didn't dare to go too far easily, the unknown is the most troublesome.

Ya Ge was too young, and lost his way when he was picked up by the ice leopard.In his mind, the only thing he could remember were the sights and signs near the clan land. When Lang Mo went hunting these two days, he couldn't find any matching sights and signs.It can be seen that the tribe where Yage belongs to is probably not nearby, which means more risks.

Hearing this, Yage was in a hurry.

The tears she had endured for a long time flowed out of her eyes in an instant.

"Woooo... Sister Qing, I miss my father and mother!" Ya Ge cried loudly, sitting on the ground with a look of grievance.

Jiang Qing got up and carefully hugged Yage in her arms, wondering: "Yage, you really don't have any tokens on you that can contact your tribe?" Once you lose your way in the vast snowy land, you will be in a very dangerous situation.Lang Mo didn't dare to go far when he went hunting, for fear of getting lost here.

"A token? Is the horse a token?" Ya Ge was crying, rubbing his eyes with his chubby little hands, and looked at Jiang Qing suspiciously.

"It's something that can contact your people, like flares or something..." Jiang Qing gestured.The clansmen in Taoyuan who go out to hunt will wear signal flares and horns on their bodies. Once a clansman gets lost, they only need to light the signal flare or blow the horn, and wait for the clansman to arrive at the place.In this way, many crises were naturally avoided.

"Is this okay?" Ya Ge raised his eyelashes, which were stained with crystal clear teardrops.As she said that, she took out a small wooden whistle from under the thick animal skin clothes. Jiang Qing was so close that she could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of the wood.

"Whistle?" Jiang Qing was startled, staring blankly at the wooden whistle in Ya Ge's little hand.

About the size of a thumb, it is red in color and has an elegant woody fragrance.

Obviously, the people who made the wooden whistle had good intentions.The wooden whistle is beautifully carved and very strong.

"The whistle, this is what my father gave me." Yage pouted, holding the wooden whistle, staring at the wooden whistle with wide eyes, and said: "Father said that if something happens, remember to blow the whistle, and he will Come pick me up. I've been so scared these days, I forgot the whistle!"

At the end, Ya Ge became excited.

Holding Jiang Qing's shoulders, she stood up.Carefully removed the whistle from his neck, put it near his mouth and blew it.

"Di Di..."

Crisp and long.

With a whistle, it suddenly cut through the quiet sky.

However, Ya Ge is young and lacks strength.After blowing twice, his little face was flushed and he couldn't spread the whistle farther.However, with an aggrieved face, he handed the wooden whistle to Jiang Qing, and said embarrassingly, "Sister Qing..."

"Puff!" Jiang Qing chuckled, raised her hand and patted Ya Ge's head, took the whistle and handed it to Lang Mo.

Lang Mo glanced at the wooden whistle smeared with Yage's saliva in disgust, rinsed it several times with clear water from the melted snow and dried it.Then, he walked out of the cave and stood in a wide place on the mountainside, holding the wooden whistle in his mouth and blowing it.

"Di Di..."

Long and loud.It was completely different from the Song of Songs played just now, the thick whistle pierced the sky and spread to farther places.

One after another, Lang Mo played for several minutes.

Standing still on the mountainside, waiting silently.

At this moment, in an ice cave several snow peaks away from Langmo and the others.

Suddenly hearing the sound of a wooden whistle, several people in the ice cave were stunned and did not recover.Five days have passed since Yage was taken away by the ice leopard outside the clan's land. Although the Ice Clan didn't give up on going out to search, they knew in their hearts that the chance of finding Yage was slim.The vast snow field is dangerous even for adults, but Yage is only a four-year-old child...

"Yashan, am I hallucinating? I seem to hear the sound of a wooden whistle..." Yalu trembled with his hands, tightly clenched Yashan's shoulders, his red eyes were like the last despair of a trapped animal.Ya Ge disappeared for five days, and he searched for five days without sleep, and he didn't even dare to face his partner face to face.

At this moment, Yalu suddenly came back to life when he heard the whistle...

(End of this chapter)