The little guy was always quiet. It always stood silently on Wang Yang's shoulders, looking down at everything below.

It has grown very big and mature, like a kitten, and it is very heavy on its shoulders. Wang Yang will be tired after standing for a long time. When he looked from a distance, he thought it had two heads, which was quite scary.

Wang Yangping didn't drive it down either. He liked this little guy very much because it was very quiet, so quiet that it was not like a mouse.

Even if the surname is mature, he will not look for a female mouse. He looks like a fairy who is not as good as the world. To be honest, if he hadn't been with it every day, he would probably think it was a rat fairy.

Maybe it is too out of place, maybe it thinks it is not a mouse, a rabbit, or a human.

Fortunately, it needs to eat and chew on wood.

Time waits for no one, and in this blink of an eye, five months have passed.

The end of winter should end at this time, and spring should come.

When Wang Yang walked out of the cave, he saw that the ice and snow melted, and he felt that the temperature was rising.

The weather is still cold and ice and snow are still permeating the sky. There was a blizzard last night, which made Wang Yang lit a fire in the house of several small animals to keep them warm.

The air was very dry and the skin was a little dry. Wang Yang exhaled, rubbed his hands, and took a piece of wood for the little guy. The little guy picked it up.

"Little guy, what do you think is going on in this weather? Why did the cold air move south last year and then go south this year?"

He muttered to himself, saying a pronunciation that he couldn't even hear clearly.

The weather is very bad, and most people don’t see any warming up will inevitably affect the harvest in the coming year. He is helpless, but he has no choice but to be unable to control the direction of the weather.

It is very different from the scene where stars are everywhere in the winter snow and moonlight shines on the ground in the movie. The night sky is covered by thick clouds, which heavily suppresses the earth.

Wang Yang waited quietly, waiting for the arrival of spring.

He waited for one day, two days, three days, and fifteen days, but the weather did not improve.

He waited again, sixteen days, seventeen days, eighteen days, and it was the sixth month of winter.

His face gradually became solemn and he became more solemn. He walked to the cave to count the stored food.

More food was stored than in previous years, the most it was. He calculated that removing food that could rot inadvertently can support the whole winter with luxury.

That is to say, it lasts for about five months, even if you encounter cold air moving south again and the winter snow is filled with for a month, you can just finish it.

But now, it is the sixth month. What does this mean? The twelve months of the year are winter.

And depending on the situation, it will be more than six months.

Wang Yang was very cautious. He controlled everyone's uncontrollable diet a month ago.

Today's food can last for one month if you eat two meals a day.

He was considering whether he wanted to do this, not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of if he was.

Turning his head, he smiled at the little guy and said, "Do you mind eating less?"

The little guy whined twice.

"I just pretend you agreed."

Wang Yang privately set the little guy's appetite, and he also helped everyone set the appetite.

In fact, if you don’t eat, there is another way, which is to eat and drink as usual, and it would be great if spring just happened to come.

If you can't cook and find food, eat the small animals you raise. What is the purpose of raising them? Even if you keep them for food, it can also be regarded as the benefits of raising them.

But Wang Yang didn't want to start consuming it just now. He didn't want to start catching and raising it again after the arrival of the second year.

After he got up that day, he came outside to build snowmen. The adults were almost rusted when they rested and wanted to go out to find food.

However, it's colder now when you get up, and it takes a few hours to wait for the sun to increase the temperature. This is the most suitable time.

They were nestled in the cave, raising a fire to keep warm, while Wang Yang was standing outside in the cold wind, absent-mindedly doing something meaningless.

There was no obvious sign of warming up. The temperature outside was very low. The wind was filled with snow and it was like being stabbed by silver needles on the face.

He wiped his face and watched the snow on his red hands melt, turning into transparent ice, turning into bone-brutal water. Before it could fall, it formed ice again, sticking its skin.

He clenched his fists, covered his face, and retracted his hand into his arms, and came to the orchard. The situation in the orchard was invisible on the surface.

The trees are as bare as they are. The branches have been covered with snow and are covered with a thick layer of white cream. It looks beautiful and nothing has happened. In fact, they have already lost their hair and must have frozen to death.

Wang Yang cared very much, but he had no choice but to be unable to turn things around.

Back at the cave, the adults had already raised fire and wanted to roast fruits or something to melt the frozen food.

Wang Yangsheng took action, leaned against the fire, and then slapped the snow on the little guy's back.

Not long after, the food was baked. Wang Yingying took some food for Wang Yang, and everyone also divided the food and looked at him.

Wang Yang doesn't eat it, he can't eat it so early. He will be hungry early when he eats it. He holds the fruit and keeps silent.

When everyone saw that he didn't eat, they hesitated there, thinking about whether to eat. As a result, the cave became quiet for a moment, and their eyes were staring at him.

He looked at everyone, and some little guys stared at him while glaring at food.

He knew that everyone was hungry and felt unbearable to not let them eat.

So he picked up the branches and drew several paintings. He painted from the perspective of God, just like a bystander watching.

He drew a cave, and snow was flying outside the cave, and food was painted inside the cave, and everyone was eating.

The second picture still snowstorm, but there is no food in the cave.

The third picture is that everyone walks on the desolate snow with their equipment.

The fourth picture is still on the snow, but some people fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

He wanted to tell everyone that food might be insufficient, and exaggerated the difficulties.

Everyone looked at it, maybe they understood, maybe they didn't understand, but they still didn't start eating.

Wang Yang felt that they should understand that after such a long period of accumulation of images, their understanding of painting should be improved to a higher level.

Moreover, they have also experienced food shortages, so it is not difficult to explain clearly.

Time was just spent, Wang Yang waited for a long time, and he was very hungry. Every minute and every second felt that it was long. Only when the sun rose a little, he took the first bite of the fruit, and the taste was not very good.

The flesh is frozen sand.

Everyone had been hungry for so long and immediately started to eat voraciously.

After eating, the adults began to pack up their equipment, and there was no joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on their faces. They walked into the silent snow and tried to hunt.

Wang Yang watched them leave silently, sighed, and began to clean up the sanitary environment of the small animals.
Chapter completed!