Chapter 475: faith

Outside the ground, the north wind was screaming badly.
Listening to your ears, it is like a never tired beast that is constantly roaring and roaring; in this peculiar way, it expresses its threat to the migrant refugees such as Sang.
Even if the fire in the fire pond has been burned as strong as possible, but the temperature in the ground nest still makes Sang feel a little difficult.
Even at this time, she had already put all her clothes, a lot of them all on her body ...
But even so, in such a difficult environment, Sang feels lucky.
Because she can be sure that no matter how difficult it is to live in such a day, her family can always survive the cold winter of the Thunder Mountain and finally survived.
Wouldn't it be enough to be able to do this in such a big change!
More than two months ago, he and his own man came to the place after a long trek with two young cubs following the tribe's migrating team; this was previously legendary, the Thunder Mountain Range full of fierce beasts and barbaric indigenous .
If there is any choice, who would like to leave the ancestral land where the ancestors lived, come to such a place, and accept such an unknown destiny.
It's just that the whole tribe doesn't go up and down, is this a choice?
The Jingsang tribe where Sang is located is just a small tribe with a scale of hundreds of people. In the past years, it relied on farming. Although the days are harder, it still counts.
After this year, the terrible drought, locusts and other natural disasters have completely saved the grain in the tribe.
Not to mention the tribe of chickens, the large amount of food tribute stipulated by the Jingsang tribe could not be paid anyway.
In the end, the tribe chose the latter unanimously between the two choices after being swept away by the native chicken tribe, or with the crowd going to the remote Luolei Mountains.
What they didn't expect was that after arriving in the Luolei Mountains, the indigenous people here were actually rare and friendly.
Not only did they arrange all the refugees into refugee camps, there is this kind of house called Diwozi, so that everyone in the cold weather will not be frozen to death.
More importantly, when almost all the refugees are about to cut off their food, they actually provide free food distribution; the amount of food per day, which allows everyone to barely eat half full.
But even so, everyone is very grateful to the Black Stone Tribe who made this decision, and the benevolent Wu Niu master of the Black Stone Tribe ...
"Emm, my stomach is so hungry, can I eat roasted sweet potatoes now?" A child's voice interrupted Sang's thoughts.
After Sang Wenyan looked at it quickly, he saw that the two little cubs at home had already wrapped in animal skin and woke up; the delicate cheek skin was full of healthy ruddy.
The reason for this is that the two children were wrapped in a thick animal skin; even this animal skin was also given to the refugees by the Blackstone tribe.
Due to the fact that the number is really limited, a family with young babies like Sang can only get this one.
Carefully peeling off the thick ashes on the fire pit, an enticing scent suddenly came out from several sweet potatoes with gray appearance.
Even if it was not peeled, Sang knew that the sweet potatoes had been cooked. The potatoes inside must have been roasted golden, and after biting, the mouth was full of unspeakable sweetness.
It must be said that the food provided by the Blackstone tribe is really good in taste; if you must find a shortcoming, it is to eat this stuff every day, and the stomach will always be exhausted.
From the sweet potatoes pulled out, I picked the two largest ones and put them in the hands of the little cubs, watching them eat their brows and smile; Sang would find this difficult in front of him, which is really nothing.
"Emm, don't you eat with us? The roasted sweet potatoes with heat are the best, sweet and sweet." The youngest kid was only four years old and opened his mouth because of lack of front teeth, facing Sang asked.
Sang replied with a smile: "No, I will wait for your grandfather to come back and eat together. He went to the camp to collect the food distributed today, and he should be back."
That was what he said, but Sang looked beyond the leaky wooden door, and a trace of haze rose in his heart.
According to the time on weekdays, the men in their homes have been receiving food for a long time. Is it because of the food distribution for so long today?
Thinking of this, Sang's heart was cold.
Because she had been worried about one thing in her heart, the refugees from the Blackstone tribe alone were said to have as many as 300,000; this huge number is almost thousands of times that of the Jingsang tribe.
Sang She does n’t really know how much food she needs to feed so many people a day, but if you want to come, it must be an unimaginable amount; does the Blackrock tribe really have so much food inventory?
Now, is the food of the Blackstone tribe insufficient? How can their family survive in this icy cold environment ...
Fortunately, this situation did not last long. Outside, the sound of rustling footsteps stepping on the snow was heard; then a familiar figure walked into the ground with coldness.
I haven't waited for Sang to ask his own man how he went out for so long today.
The whole body was covered with a package of rattles, and he shouted with joy: "Sang, look at what we received today."
"So many things?" Sang pointed to several packages on the body, and his face was unbelievable.
"Yes." Fanny's face was full of indescribable joy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Under the watchful eyes of his wife and children, he began to play with one by one today, which was a pleasant surprise.
"In this strange box, there is something called luncheon meat. Hearing from the people of the Heishi tribe, it tastes good." Fang first fiddled with his hands, and said the beautiful twelve boxes.
However, as soon as the distant word ‘meat’ exited, the two little babies shouted, saying they wanted to eat meat.
Before waiting for Sang Hu's face, he scolded the two little boys who didn't know the severity.
A word that made her cry was moved from the mouth of Fah: "Let them eat! The people of the Blackstone tribe said, before the end of winter, our family can receive so much every day ..."
This red luncheon meat tastes very good, even more delicious than the Sang family's expectation.
In addition to these, their family of four was also divided into four quirky clothes.
But this is not important. What is important is that this dress is not only very beautiful, but when it is worn on the body, it makes Sang feel the long-lost warmth; it is said that new boots will be released in a few days.
Finally, when the family was fed, dressed, and warm, Fu took two little cubs and played the kind of toy called volleyball; the small ground was suddenly full of heartfelt joy.
At this moment, Sang Qiang knelt down to the ground, thanking the protection of the spirit of the ancestors; more importantly, she thanked the Blackstone tribe very piously, and thanked the cow master who finally let them have all this.
Such a scene is being performed almost simultaneously in the countless grounds in the six refugee camps.
But no one found at all that every time Master Niu traversed, on the field where he must pass, the huge statue of Master Niu lit up undetectably.