Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Feng Ming is not as optimistic as Fu Cang and Mo Xiaonian.

"It concerns the survival of our tribe, so I think we have to be on guard."

Yuelu thought for a moment, then said, "I'll talk to Humu first to see what he really thinks, and then make a final decision."

Hu Mu knew what Yue Lu was worried about.

"Don't worry, Chief Yuelu. The moment I decided to bring the people in my tribe to join yours, I have already given up my position as the leader of the tribe forever. I am willing to be an ordinary warrior and hunter, and live the rest of my life as a member of the Yuelu tribe. If Chief Yuelu still cannot rest assured, I would rather cut off one of my arms so that I will not pose any threat."

As Hu Mu spoke, he picked up the machete placed beside him and chopped down on his arm.

Mo Xiaonian was so scared that she covered her eyes, but Fu Cang was quick and grabbed Hu Mu's wrist.

"What are you doing? It's freezing cold. Can you survive if you cut off an arm?"

"My life or death doesn't matter. Even if you want to take my life now, I won't say a word! You have seen that our Huqin tribe has suffered disasters many times. Now there are only more than 60 people left. We can't live in the house now. We will freeze to death in a day outside. I use my life to exchange for the opportunity for more than 60 people to survive. I think it's a good deal!"

Xiong Ben can now especially understand Hu Mu's feelings.

His tribe had perished right under his nose, and at that time he thought that if he could exchange his own life for the lives of everyone else in the tribe, he would be willing to do so.

"Great Elder Yuelu, please take over the Huqin tribe. They are so pitiful! When I see Brother Humu's current appearance, I think of the time when our tribe was destroyed. Alas!"

Yue Lu looked at these people, and finally nodded in the face of Hu Mu's expectant eyes.

"Well, I can allow the Huqin tribe to merge into the Yueluo tribe, but from now on, there will no longer be a Huqin tribe. You are all from the Yueluo tribe. Your lives, your glory and splendor all depend on the Yueluo tribe. There is absolutely no reason to rebuild the Huqin tribe. Can you promise me this?"

"I can. I've said it before. The moment the Huqin tribe merged into the Yueluo tribe, it disappeared forever. From now on, there will no longer be the name of the Huqin tribe. We are Yueluo tribe members in life and Yueluo tribe ghosts in death!"

"Okay, Hu Mu, since you've said this, I really can't refuse you anymore. You have a lot of men, and we have a lot of women in our tribe. You must promise that your men will never harass or harm these women. If I find out, I'll whip you with a rattan stick at the very least, or expel you from the tribe at the worst!"

"I promise."

The Huqin tribe disappeared, and the sixty-two men all entered the cave.

Fu Cang felt very relieved.

Their tribe expanded again, and those who joined were all strong warriors and hunters. Although there might be some minor problems internally, when facing foreign enemies, they would not be seen as a weak and easily bullied small tribe.

Mo Xiaonian also felt very happy.

She knew that if the tribe wanted to grow and develop in the future, population would be the most important factor. With so many men added, the security of the tribe would be greatly improved.

Hu Mu and his men only had meat in their hands. Yue Lu saw that this was not going to work, so she discussed it with Mo Xiaonian and let Hu Mu use the prey to exchange some food and vegetables from her.

Hu Mu didn't know where the food and vegetables in Mo Xiaonian's hands came from, but these food and vegetables were particularly delicious. The cabbage was particularly sweet, and the potatoes were particularly soft. After exchanging the cabbage, he ate several cabbage stalks raw. After eating them, he felt particularly comfortable.

The heavy snow lasted for three days and two nights, and finally stopped on the fourth day.

This was the real snowfall that blocked the mountain. The snow had accumulated to knee-high levels, and it was difficult to find any trace of prey. Fu Cang and his men finally cleared the snow above the cave and the area in front of it, allowing them to walk to the red pine forest.

Hu Mu went back to check on their cabins, and sure enough, those few cabins had not survived in the end; all of them had been collapsed by the accumulated snow.

Mo Xiaonian felt very happy. She had never experienced such heavy snow before.

She made two big snowmen on the space cleared by Fu Cang. They were so round and cute.

"Look, Fu Cang, the one with round eyes is you, and the one with a smile is me. Do you think we look alike?"

Fu Cang felt a little dissatisfied.

"The one with round eyes looks stupid, which doesn't fit my image of being wise and brave at all!"

"Hey! How can you say that you are wise and powerful? You are so shameless!"

At this time, Mo Xiaonian saw a number of little heads popping out from the entrance of the cave. They were all children from the tribe.

They were particularly curious about the two snowmen that Mo Xiaonian had built, but they didn't dare to come over to see.

Mo Xiaonian smiled and waved to them.

"Kids, do you want to see a snowman?"

An older child nodded timidly.

"Then come and have a look. This guy was made by Fu Cang and I. If you like, you can make one yourself. I can also teach you how to have a snowball fight. There are actually many fun things to do in winter."

Those children were not too afraid of Mo Xiaonian because she was always smiling, but they were afraid of Fu Cang.

Fu Cang is a warrior who will chop off the heads of his enemies.

Seeing Fu Cang nodded to them, the children walked out quietly and looked at the two big snowmen with admiration.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

"You can also make it yourself. You can make it into any shape you like. For example, these eyes, noses and mouths can be made with pebbles, branches or something. You can give it a try!"

"Can we really?"

"Of course you can carve. Children should just play. You guys do it. I'll see who does the best job. I'll reward you with a handful of dried fruit. Do you think it's okay?"

"Good good!"

Mo Xiaonian felt that these children finally behaved like children and were no longer as lifeless as before. Their mothers stood at the entrance of the cave, watching them playing outside, with expressions of relief on their faces.

Their children haven't been this happy in a long time.

At this moment they were extremely grateful to Mo Xiaonian.