Back to the primitive, peasant girls are not leisurely

Chapter 162 The Lost Childhood

The problem they were worried about did not arise, and the White Tiger Tribe did not come over all winter.

Moreover, they used traps to catch a lot of wild animals, and the food stored in the cave was enough to eat for a long time.

Tao Qingluo will come up with some new things every now and then for everyone to taste.

Everyone felt that the food made by Tao Qingluo was both delicious and refreshing. There was never such a way of eating it before.

Tao Qingluo also took them to play in the snow, made a sledge out of wood, and then dragged them to run quickly on the snow.

Older people, seeing their happy appearance every day, are also happy.

The tribe did not lose its vitality because of the cold weather, but became more vibrant.

Such joy, I am afraid that not everyone can enjoy it.

Even in her own time, Tao Qingluo hadn't had such an experience for a long time.

As they grow older, after entering the city and going to college, they no longer have so many recreational activities in winter.

There is no longer the leisurely mind of carrying the lanterns I made myself, going door to door to find my peers, and then going to the riverside to set off firecrackers, or hide and seek.

It's not that they are too mature, but their fun is slowly lost as time goes by.

The distance between people begins to slowly increase with each person's experience and experiences.

And once these distances are created, if you want to maintain them, you have to be careful, and it seems a little powerless.

Now I have found this feeling again, a long-lost happiness.

The age of these people is much older than when I played these things in the first place, but this kind of fun has not diminished because of age.

Looking at everyone's smiling faces, Tao Qingluo felt that it was really the most suitable for her to come to this place.

Perhaps, it was God who asked her to find the happiness that had gradually gone away from her.

A few snowfalls have passed, and the scenery of the mountains and forests looks even more beautiful.

The trees hung in one clump after another, looking absolutely beautiful.

Unexpectedly, rime can also be seen here, which is much more beautiful than Xuexiang.

Moreover, they all live in their own caves, eat the beasts they hunt, and play the games they want to play, without worrying about being slaughtered at all.

They are the masters here, and no one can interfere with them.

The winter, which should have been painful and difficult, became happier because of food and shelter.

Moreover, everyone doesn't have to do anything, just chat in the tribe every day, and then look at the next generation in the tribe.

As long as Tao Qingluo is around, I believe the tribe will get better and better.

Tao Qingluo also firmly believes in this. Next year, as long as she gives herself another year, the tribe can change again.

Here there is no trouble, no sorrow, one happy event after another, which naturally makes everyone feel satisfied.

Such a day, I believe all tribes will envy it.

At night, Tao Qingluo still sleeps with Ayiwa. Ayiwa sometimes has nightmares because she has witnessed many things that should not have happened.

Over time, she slowly got better.

Here, she can relax her mood, and the previous things will not often appear in her dreams.

In the second month of their marriage, Wang Xiaocao was pregnant with a child. This news made the whole tribe even happier.

Ma Jun and his grandparents were very happy. They didn't expect such a good thing to happen to them.

The Ma family, who were originally a family with them, was also happy for them after learning the news. After knowing the news of their sister's death, after being sad for a while, they finally came out of the shadow.

(End of this chapter)