"It's such a cold day, let's drink some hot soup first to warm up your body."
Jiang Xuan took out a pottery bowl and ladled out a large bowl of broth for Lan, Boy, and Fengcao. There was a lot of meat in it.
Lan was very wary. She stared at the broth. Although she wanted to drink it, she didn't serve it.
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous. I want to kill you, so I don't need this method."
Feng Cao picked up her portion of broth and said, "That's right, our leader is a powerful five-color warrior."
"Huhu..."
Fengcao blew the hot broth and drank it.
Lan looked at Jiang Xuan and then at Feng Cao who was drinking soup. She felt that what they said was right. Jiang Xuan really didn't need to go to such trouble if he wanted to kill them.
Lan picked up a bowl of broth from the table, blew on it first, then handed it to her son and asked him to drink it slowly.
The child was also pitiful. He often went hungry and was very thin. A bowl of broth at this time was as good as delicacies to him.
He held the bowl and drank in small sips, obviously afraid that it would be gone after drinking too quickly.
Lan felt very distressed when she saw this, and at the same time she became more determined to let her son live a good life.
She also picked up a bowl of broth, but she only drank the soup and poured the meat into the boy's bowl, asking him to eat more.
Jiang Xuan looked at this scene and felt a little uncomfortable.
He knew very well that Feng Cao used this child to ensure Lan's loyalty, and this method was not very honorable.
However, the nature of the thorn vine itself is not very glorious, so Fengcao had no choice but to do this.
After Lan put down the bowl, Jiang Xuandao: "Do you understand the situation of the thorn vine clearly?"
Lan nodded: "As long as my son can stay in the Vine tribe and not be bullied, I will do whatever you ask me to do."
"Don't worry, he will definitely not go hungry or cold in our Vine tribe, nor will he be bullied."
Jiang Xuan paused and then said: "You can come back to see him in the future, Feng Cao can bring you in."
Lan's face lit up and she said sincerely, "Thank you, chief."
"You don't need to thank me. Thorn Vine has a special status and can't give you much benefit on the surface. But if you need it, the tribe will try its best to satisfy you."
"At the same time, I hope you remember that everyone in the Thorn Vine is also a member of the Vine Tribe. Maybe others don't know it, but the Vine God, Wu and I all recognize your identity."
"Can I also become a member of the Vine Tribe?" Lan asked with disbelief on her face.
"Of course, except that you can't live in the tribe, your treatment is the same as that of the Vine tribe members, or even better."
"Great, great..."
Lan was so excited that tears filled her eyes. People without a tribe are like lonely ghosts, with no support, no faith, and no one cares about life or death.
With tribes, that all changes.
"Let's go, I'll take you to find the witch." Jiang Xuan stood up.
"Why are you looking for a witch?" Lan asked doubtfully.
"Of course, we will hold a ceremony for you to join the Vine Tribe. Every team member that Thorn Vine recruits from outside will have a ceremony."
Jiang Xuan lit a torch, opened the door, and walked outside, saying, "Follow me."
Feng Cao also took a torch, lit it, and pushed Lan and the boy outside.
After a while, the five people braved the wind and snow and walked into Chi Shao's house.
Chi Shao had already received the news. She took out the prepared animal brushes and paints and stood in front of Lan and the boy.
"From today on, you are members of the Vine Tribe. You must believe in the Vine God and be loyal to the tribe..."
After Chi Shao finished reading a long paragraph, he picked up the animal hair brush and began to draw the totem patterns of the Vine Tribe on Lan and the boy's faces.
After drawing the totem pattern, it means that they have been officially accepted by the Vine Tribe.
Lan and the boy were so excited that they couldn't say anything, and they didn't even dare to touch their faces with their hands for fear of blurring the pattern.
Jiang Xuan said with a smile on his face: "Welcome to join the Vine Tribe."
"Thank you, chief, thank you sorcerer..."
Lan hugged her son and kept thanking her. At this moment, her mood could not be described in words.
"Don't thank me yet. Although you have joined the Vine Tribe, I said before that the Thorn Vine has a special status, so the child can stay in the tribe and I will have someone take good care of him."
"But, Lan, you have to go back to the small wooden house outside the tribe. From now on, you will still be a tourist to the outside world. But don't worry, the tribe will quietly send you food, warm animal skin clothing and other things."
Lan nodded, these things were agreed upon in advance, and she had no objections.
Later, Jiang Xuan sent the boy to the breeding team overnight and told Dajiao to take good care of him and not let others bully him.
The work on the breeding team's side is relatively easy, and with Jiang Xuan's instructions, Dajiao will definitely take good care of the boy.
Lan watched her son being settled with his own eyes. Before leaving, she choked with sobs and told her son to be obedient in the tribe and to take good care of himself.
Then, she made up her mind, ignored the child's cries, and resolutely followed Jiang Xuan out of the east bank breeding area. Then, escorted by Feng Cao, she left the vine tribe and returned to the dilapidated cabin outside the vine wall.
among.
Fengcao left behind some food, ordinary animal skin clothing, a bone spear, and two stone knives, and then left the wooden house.
"Huhuhu..."
The cold wind howled outside, and Lan picked up the ashes of vegetation in the fire pit, revealing the fire that was still simmering inside, and then relit the fire pit.
"Crack, crackle, crackle..."
The flames burned again, bringing a little warmth to the dilapidated cabin. Coupled with the thick animal skin clothing and food left by the wind grass, Lan had a much better time this winter.
However, she was accompanied by her son before, but now she is alone in the wooden house. Although she does not have to worry about food and warmth, loneliness is unavoidable.
Lan picked up a piece of charcoal and began to draw the totem pattern of the Vine Tribe on the ground over and over again according to the memory in his mind.
From now on, the Vine God is her belief. Learning to draw totem patterns is a must and a way to fight against loneliness and fear.
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As time goes by, winter becomes colder and colder, and the snow on the ground becomes thicker and thicker. The tribesmen are almost unable to leave their homes.
This winter, cold, hunger, and disease have harvested the lives of many people.
In various forests, tourists without food were dying one after another. Even some small tribes were not much better.
Only a few tribes, such as the Vine Tribe, Frog Tribe, and Mountain Turtle Tribe, had a slightly easier life because they defeated the Bird Tribe and obtained a large amount of resources.
After the ice froze the Feiyu River, the Teng tribe conducted a winter fishing and harvested a lot of fish.
However, it was only this time. When the Teng tribe was not very short of food, Jiang Xuan did not want to overfish, lest there would be fewer and fewer fish in the Feiyu River.
It is worth mentioning that even in the cold winter, several workshops of the Vine Tribe did not stop working, and even added some more people to work.
Because after the beginning of spring, the trading area will usher in the peak season, and a large amount of goods will be needed for trading.
Peaceful days always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the cold winter that makes most tribesmen suffer extremely is over.
The thick clouds in the sky dissipated, the sun began to shine on the earth again, and the ice and snow began to melt.
The sixth year of the establishment of the Vine Tribe has begun.
"Tick tick tick..."
Jiang Xuan sat under the eaves, listening to the dripping sound of melting snow, and carved the first line on a roll of Hsinchu slips: In the sixth year of the Teng tribe, on the first day of the first month, it was clear.
After carving, he put the bamboo slips away, looked at the sunshine outside, and said with emotion: "In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed!"
There is no special feeling when you are experiencing time, and sometimes you even feel that it is passing too slowly.
But when you really look back on the past one day, you will find that it was actually surprisingly fast, but you just didn't pay attention to it.
The ice and snow melted for three days. During the melting weather, the people of the Vine Tribe still stayed in the tribe and basically did not leave the vicinity of their houses.
Because the forest is very dangerous when the snow melts, the ice cubes condensed on the trees will fall down at any time, and even the branches may fall down.
Every year, a few unlucky people are injured or even killed by ice and branches falling from trees.
Three days later, under the scorching sun, most of the ice and snow on the trees and roofs had melted, leaving only some ice cubes where the sun did not shine.
"Crash..."
To be continued...