Facing such a large salt mine, Hu Ling'er and Long Ao were both at a loss.
"Let's leave here first." After a while, Long Ao said to Hu Ling'er.
Hu Linger also nodded.
But they fell down, and there was no way up.
"Oops, it seems I can't go back." Long Ao said it was terrible, but there was no hint of regret in his tone.
He wanted to see Hu Ling'er running around in a hurry, and then he would look for a way out and establish a mighty image in front of Hu Ling'er.
Who knew that Hu Ling'er didn't pay attention to him at all, nor did he wander around in a hurry.
On the contrary, Long Ao was frightened.
Because two tall wooden sticks appeared out of thin air in front of him.
No, it doesn't seem to be a wooden stick, that thing feels hard to the touch.
There are also small sticks in the middle of the two sticks, arranged horizontally.
Hu Ling'er tried the feeling, looked back at Long Ao, and then climbed up the ladder first.
This ladder is still the retractable ladder prepared on the farm for picking fruits.
I haven't used it a few times before, so I didn't expect it to come in handy here.
She stretched out her short legs and climbed up one step at a time, but the distance between the step stools was a bit wide and it was difficult for her to reach it, so every time she climbed up, she had to twist her butt and exert force.
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With a twist of the buttocks and a flick of the tail, the claws at the back can reach the step stool.
It was a bit unaccustomed to do it at first, but after climbing a few floors, Hu Ling'er actually mastered the rules and did it with a special sense of rhythm.
Long Ao looked behind him, stunned for a moment.
When Hu Ling'er climbed up, he also climbed up the ladder in the same manner.
Originally, he wanted to imitate Hu Ling'er and try to twist his butt, but after twisting it twice, Long Ao found that it had no effect on his speed at all.
So he gave up this strange movement and slowly climbed up.
As soon as he climbed to the top, Hu Ling'er put away the ladder. When Long Ao looked back, there was nothing except the salt mountain.
"This, this, this..."
Even though Long Ao was such a calm kid, he started to lose control.
What kind of fantasy is this?
Before he could say "here", Hu Ling'er took out a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth with her little claws.
This was the second time Long Ao had eaten candy given by Hu Linger.
Sweet, sweeter than honey.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth while looking into Hu Ling'er's seemingly confused eyes.
"Forget it, the little girl doesn't think anything about fantasy or not. How can I, a male, make more fuss than her?"
When the two people exited the cave, Long Ao once again used grass to cover the entrance of the cave.
Now this cave is a treasure, a treasure that only belongs to Hu Ling'er and him. You must not let others know about it.
When Hu Ling'er and Long Ao found the brothers of the Hu family, they just happened to withdraw from the swamp.
Seeing Hu Ling'er, Hu Fu also praised: "My sister is so good today, she didn't run around everywhere at first glance."
But their digging of salt mud today was not going well.
I don't know why, but there is more water in the swamp, and the salt mud has been diluted, making it difficult to catch it.
"I can only come back and see it in two days," Hushan said.
After returning home, Long Ao took out the fine salt in his arms in front of Hu Ling'er and Mrs. Hu.
Hu Ling'er didn't notice when he put the fine salt in his arms.
However, it was obvious that he had done something with it after leaving the cave. He put the fine salt in the leaves.
What appeared in front of Mrs. Tiger's eyes at this time was a pile of white powder piled among the green leaves.
"What is this?" Mrs. Hu asked tremblingly.
She has also seen fine salt.
When Huxiao was still there, he took the orcs to exchange fine salt with the tribes on the seaside.
But that happened so long ago that Mrs. Hu can’t even remember which year she took the exam.
And those salts are not as white and fine as the ones Long Ao brought out today.
Mrs. Hu dipped her fingertips into a little salt and put it into her mouth, still a little unbelievable.
"Is this salt? Where did you find it?"
Long Ao looked at Hu Ling'er, who nodded solemnly to him.
Only then did Long Ao speak: "In the mountains."
"In a cave, there are many, many such fine salts."
"Oh my God!"
Mrs. Hu sat down on the ground in surprise.
Fine salt is such a rare thing.
They have lived here for so long, who would have thought that there would be salt mines around them!
"Good boy, don't tell anyone else about this except me, do you hear me?"
Mrs. Hu quickly discussed it with her two children.
The things found in the tribe should have been shared by the entire tribe, but Mrs. Hu didn't believe that the current leader was so violent.
Langlu has taken in so many stray orcs, and has private contacts with people from other tribes. It is difficult not to make people guess that he has some secrets that he is hiding from everyone.
Hu Linger and Long Ao nodded together.
Of course you wouldn't tell others this kind of thing casually.
They also regarded Mrs. Hu as their most trusted person.
Even Hu Laosan and Lu Caixia didn't receive such treatment!
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After living in the Hu family for a long time, Que Wu and Que Liu were also assigned numbers, Xiao Jiu and Xiao Ten respectively.
Unlike Long Ao back then, Que Wu and Que Liu liked their current status very much and didn't think there was anything wrong with being younger brothers.
The two of them are also extremely diligent. Whether they go up the mountain to pick fruits or go down to the river to catch fish, the two of them are always in front.
Mrs. Hu said that these two children were thoughtful and thought that they were being dependent on others, so they thought too much.
But Long Ao, who was also dependent on others, had no such awareness at all. He was either following Hu Ling'er's butt or following Hu Ling'er's butt every day.
The Hu brothers were used to him being like this, and even Hu Shan didn't bother to care about him anymore.
In such a bustling tribal life, the cold season is approaching little by little.
The leaves of many trees began to turn yellow and wither, and there were fewer and fewer fruits on the mountains.
The endless yellow fruits that people picked fell to the ground, and they slowly rotted.
The Hu family has become even busier as a result.
Mrs. Tiger is like an old woman who never knows how to be satisfied, always wanting to fill the cave fuller.
Even the fodder for the two cows was piled as high as two wooden houses.
"Mom, these things should be almost enough to eat. When the weather is good in the cold season, can't we go out to find food?"
Hu Yue checked the storage in the cave and said to Mrs. Hu.
"It's not enough. This year we have four new mouths in the family. Each of these little cubs can eat better than the last, so my granddaughter cannot starve. Besides, even the river is sealed during the cold season, so we won't even be able to catch fish. I think."
It's hard to find food.
It’s better to prepare more, it’s better to prepare more.”
