The snowman built by those people next to Gongliang was just as he expected. Because it was not photographed accurately, the lower body was too soft and often fell down.
Some people have accumulated experience in piling things, so they simply don’t pile big things, but only small things.
But I didn’t know what it would look like in the end. When I saw the snowmen that Gong Liang had built, I suddenly realized one by one, and my imagination opened up. I built all kinds of snowmen. It made Gong Liang feel bad.
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Some of them are piled up to look like ferocious beasts, some are piled up to look like sharp-beaked ferocious birds, and some are piled up to look like humans, but human shapes are just human shapes, so why do you put a thick branch underneath it? Does the snowman have birds? Regardless of whether it does,
Anyway, Gongliang has never seen him before.
Compared to these people, Yuhan is a bit stubborn and just wants to build a snowman bigger than Gongliang.
She just ignored the solid foundation, that is, patting the lower body solidly, which caused the snowman to fall over again. She was so angry that she threw the shovel back to Xiaoshi.
Xiaoshi didn't care. After getting the shovel back, he continued to build a snowman. However, he learned to be smart and imitated Gongliang. He patted the snow below firmly one by one, and then slowly piled it up.
Yu Han's eyes lit up and he felt that this was good, so he put his hands on his waist and gestured blindly.
She thought to herself, if she had known better, she would not have shoveled the snow, which would have made her terribly tired. But just now it was clear that the boy next to her helped to pick up the snow and pile it on top, okay? She herself only took a few symbolic photos at best.
Tired?
After Gongliang finished building the snowman, he also came over to guide Xiaoshi.
After all, he is now a successful man who has seen countless snowmen and built a four-meter-high snowman.
With his guidance, Yuhan's blind direction, and the help of the boys nearby, Xiaoshi's snowman was finally built.
Of course, Yuhan said that she personally directed it, and the snowman in the end turned out to be bigger than Gongliang's super fat snow panda.
Looking at the huge snowman that had been built, Yuhan jumped and screamed with joy. This caused a chain reaction, and the people who had built the snowman next to him also cheered. The children onlookers also shouted together. The adults next to them laughed, and the people above them laughed.
The woman sewing the animal skins also smiled. For a moment, the tribe fell into a sea of joy, which drove away the fear and sadness caused by the beasts attacking the tribe.
The tribal warriors who went out to inspect the beasts returned near noon, carrying some small frozen beasts on their backs. They were probably frozen to death by the heavy snow last night.
The Yanbu warriors saw that there was still such a bargain, and when they heard that the beasts had left, they immediately walked out of the village gate to see if there was still such a good thing.
The Mabe people returned with them, but it was as expected by Gong Liang. The ground was covered with snow, and the mountains and rivers had changed. It was impossible to know where it was suitable for the tribe to rebuild. They could only wait until the snow melted.
I had nothing to do in the afternoon, so Gongliang went out to dig wild vegetables.
As for the water onions, mountain garlic, mountain leeks and mountain ginger he planted in the fruit space, he never admitted that these were vegetables.
Moreover, if you eat too much green onions, you will fart; if you eat too much wild leeks, you will get angry; if you eat too much wild garlic, you will have bad breath, and if you eat wild garlic sprouts for a long time, you will have bad gastrointestinal problems. I have never heard of southerners eating garlic sprouts every day.
It's just a side dish; and mountain ginger is a fire starter. Anyway, none of these things are normal, and they are not vegetables that can be eaten regularly.
The areas where wild vegetables grow outside are covered with a thick layer of snow. If you want to dig wild vegetables, you must dig out the snow.
But after digging it open, Gongliang found that all the wild vegetables underneath had been frozen.
But who told him that he has nothing to eat now? So he can only make do with it.
Occasionally I saw some that were lucky enough not to be frostbitten, but it was a pity that there were only a few trees, and they were of no use at all. Even the black ears growing on the trees were the same, they were all frostbitten by the snow, and when the sun burned them, the water kept flowing.
It was dripping, but it was frozen by the cold weather, and hung on the tree to form ice strands. Even so, Gongliang picked it off, it was better than nothing!
When he got home, he used the animal bones and black ears with animal meat to make soup, and the frozen wild vegetables were used to stir-fry the animal meat or stir-fry. He made several dishes in total and ate them deliciously.
A meal.
After eating, Gongliang leaned on the chair and touched his stomach, feeling that he was finally alive.
If I continue to eat animal meat, I will probably die of boredom before I starve to death.
Chuan Gun Gun is not very satisfied with the food in the evening. He likes to eat meat, eat meat, eat meat. He has to say important things three times.
But Gongliang let him eat vegetables, which made him very dissatisfied, so that when he ate, he had a troubled face, wandering between eating and not eating. In the end, he couldn't resist his hunger and ate anyway. But after eating, he returned
He went to his own nest and planned to sleep alone at night without accompanying Gongliang.
The chicken is easy to feed, and it will eat whatever the public gives it.
I haven't been to the fruit space recently. Before going to bed, Gongliang went in.
Nothing changed inside, but a tiny bead like the moon appeared in the sky.
Gongliang has become immune to all kinds of strange things that appear in space, so he doesn't feel anything strange. I looked at the three-color rice and found that it is growing well, but it will take a long time to mature.
It's a pity that we can't bring in the ferocious beasts that attack the tribe, otherwise we will water them with the blood of those ferocious beasts that the tribe killed. I guess these three colors will become familiar soon.
The tribe had recently distributed a lot of animal meat. Gongliang marinated some of it and hung it in the stilted building. Then he went up to take a look and found that it was well marinated, with a clear color, oily sheen and meaty aroma. It would definitely be good bacon in the future.
After looking at it for a moment, he left the space.
The chick kept staring in the direction in which he disappeared, and when it saw him coming out, it buried its head under its wings and slept.
The next morning, when I went out after dinner, it was still snowy outside.
It snowed again last night, and the ground was covered with a thick layer. Even the head of the panda snowman in Gongliangdui was covered with snowflakes. He walked up to the snowman's head and stepped on the fluffy snowflakes, then stepped on them from above.
Sliding down, it feels very enjoyable, just like playing on the slide when I was a child.
Yuan Gungun looked at it and followed suit, jumping on the snowman's head.
Unfortunately, I didn't stand firm on my feet, so I rolled down from the top and turned into a big snowball.
Gongliang walked over, picked it up, and shook it vigorously, causing the snowflakes to scatter in all directions.
But Yuan Gun Gun yelled at him dissatisfiedly. It was fine when it rolled down, but he shook it so dizzy that it couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.
Gongliang didn't expect that his good intentions would be regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, so he put it down. The little guy immediately rolled up and rolled in the snow. It now rolled out in different patterns, no longer rolling in a straight line. It likes to roll left and right the most.
Roll around, return to Gongliang's side, show off your presence, and then roll out again.
The chicken also jumped down from above.
Compared with the round ones, the little thing is much more stable, and it jumps down little by little with its soft wings.
When we got down there, we quickly chased the round snowballs. The little guy recently fell in love with the game of chasing round snowballs.
Gong Liang stood in front of the super fat panda snowman he had built. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was a genius. It is estimated that in the previous life, no one could complete such a big snowman alone.
This craft should be at the master level.
While he was chanting shamelessly, a strong fragrance suddenly floated from the distance.
After smelling it, it seemed to be the smell of three-color rice, and he quickly walked towards the rice field.
Yuan Gungun looked at it, quickly got up from the ground, and chased after the chicken.