Cub Nursery

Chapter 742

It stands to reason that animals in this abnormal state cannot be used as offerings for sacrifices and ceremonies. Every household in the village should pay some money, and then use the money to buy and sell offerings normally to represent that the whole village has participated in this matter. , and on the one hand, it can ease the pressure brought by money, on the other hand, every household can participate, and the heart can be more stable.

But those who still have livestock at home, who are not willing to kill and eat them, must be planning to exchange for some money, and it is not appropriate to ask people in the village to pay, because now everyone has no money.

That's why a man came to ask Uncle Wu.

"Success." Uncle Wu couldn't see any expression on his face, but his tone was a bit heavy, "Tell everyone to bring out something later, whether it's a handful of grain or a piece of grass, it will eventually give you a lot of energy."

"Success." The man agreed in a low voice.

A handful of grain can be taken out with gritted teeth, and a piece of grass is even easier.

"You all go and rest, I'll clean up the ancestral hall." Uncle Wu said.

It was still raining outside, and a few strong men carefully helped Uncle Wu to come here, and they were all in fear. In addition, they hadn't filled their stomachs for many days, and now they were already tired and a little collapsed.When Uncle Wu said this, several people rushed to rest in the hut next to the ancestral hall.

Next to the main house of the ancestral hall, there is a whole row of other rooms, some of which are used to store things, and some have some benches, etc., where you can go in and rest temporarily.If the village is richer, a special granary will be set up in the ancestral hall to store food in case of emergencies.

It's just that these rooms are almost all empty now, there is nothing to put, but it is very convenient to go in and rest.

Uncle Wu waited for the men to enter the next hut, and raised his voice: "Go to the room on the far side. I remember there are still a few pieces of fur over there. Cover your body so you don't catch cold."

The men over there agreed and walked a little further.

Uncle Wu seemed to be the only one left in the ancestral hall. He walked gently to the front of the ancestor's seat, picked up a stick of incense, and offered incense to the ancestor.

After burning the incense, Uncle Wu stood still and did not look at the place where the little cub was hiding, but suddenly said, "Come out. I always clean up the offerings in the ancestral hall. How many things are there and where are they placed?" Like that, I know it all.”

There are fewer offerings, and Uncle Wu can tell at a glance what is missing.

"Come out." Uncle Wu sighed softly, "Although life is very difficult for everyone now, this opening cannot be opened."

He believed that it was someone from the village who took the offerings, and he knew in his heart that the hole must not be opened, otherwise if one person took it, the others would feel unbalanced, thinking why he couldn't take it, but he could eat it if he took the offerings, Might not be full, but at least not that hungry.

Don't worry about the few but the unevenness, this matter is the most clear to Uncle Wu who has lived for a long time.

The little cub huddled in the corner was sure that Uncle Wu didn't know where he was hiding, but Uncle Wu knew that there were few offerings, and if Uncle Wu asked those men to come back to search the ancestral hall, he would definitely be able to find him.

Can't hide anymore.

The little cub slowly appeared in the darkest shadow of the ancestral hall, stared at Fifth Uncle for a while, and then slowly moved out of the shadow.

"You..." Uncle Wu turned his head to look over, he was a little surprised when he saw that it was a child, and he was even more surprised when he saw that the cub was not a child from the village.

But since he is not a child in the village, and if he has nothing to do with the village, this matter is easier to deal with.

At least it would be easier to keep this matter silent, and not let the people in the village know, and it would temporarily stop some people from thinking about the offerings.

"Where did you come from?" Fifth Uncle began to question the little cub.

The little cub did not continue to approach Uncle Fifth, tilted his head to look at him, and repeated his words, "Where did you come from?"

Repeat, it will be much smoother to speak later, "I don't know where I came from. I found that there is no one here, so I hid in and I ate the offering."

The voice of the little cub was a little immature, no different from those of the children in the village.

He tilted his head and looked at Uncle Wu, "Can't the offering be eaten?"

If he can't eat, he should leave here.However, this village was washed away by the flood, and it looked precarious. Those who talked in hiding in the house were not as calm as they appeared on the surface. Many people even kept their faces in front of Uncle Wu, and then hid in their own houses. When whispering in the room, it is another face.

"You can't eat it when it's offered." Uncle Wu said in a low voice.

He looked at the little cub in front of him. He was short and thin, and he didn't know where he came to the village and what he had experienced, but judging by his skinny appearance, it was obvious that he had eaten bitter.

Uncle Wu vaguely saw that the cub's ears were different from those of ordinary children. He didn't think about the monster cub, but felt that the little cub in front of him was very pitiful.

"Hey." He couldn't help sighing, if it was in the past, there would definitely be a lot of surplus food in his family, and then he would directly lead the little guy in front of him home, and it would be fine to feed the stutterer, but not now.

The offerings were placed on the table, and it could be seen that there were not many missing, at least not enough to feed the cubs. Uncle Wu knew that he had restrained himself.

If he was driven away, he might starve to death directly, or he might be washed away by the rushing water outside, and he would turn into a small corpse in a short time and die completely.

This is a very small human life, Uncle Wu slowly closed his eyes.

"Be patient, you can eat when the offerings are taken down," said Uncle Wu.

"Okay." The little cub nodded slightly, and slowly backed away, blending into the darkest corner of the ancestral hall again, and then disappeared.

Uncle Wu didn't know where the cub was hiding, so he didn't look for it, but started to tidy up the ancestral hall.

It is cleaned up almost every day, and there is nothing to clean up now.

The house of the ancestral hall is tall and solid, and even under such a heavy rain, it does not move at all. It is cleaned every day, and there is no dust at all. The fifth uncle just walked around the ancestral hall.

The man who went to rest at the hut didn't take long, and came over soon.

Several men held the furs in the hut and looked at Uncle Wu with dodgy eyes.

These furs belong to the ancestral hall, that is, to the entire village. They are usually placed in the hut for people who come to the ancestral hall to rest, but they cannot be taken home directly.

"Uncle Wu, it's useless to keep these furs. The few of us thought that if we take them home, cut them up and cook them in a pot, it will have a meaty taste."

"If it doesn't work, just cut it into small pieces and share a little with each family."

"Cut it into small pieces and it'll be gone. I think it's better for us to take it home and cook a big pot of soup. Let the big guys come and drink the soup and taste the meat."

The fur has been tanned and has no meaty smell for a long time, but it is made of animal skin after all, and it is better to boil it in a pot than to drink water.

"You decide." Fifth Uncle said softly.

He has been guarding against this, fearing that someone will take the offerings from the ancestral hall. After all, it is a serious meal, but it is impossible to prevent it. The few men just went to rest and felt that the fur of the ancestral hall could be used. Go up, and didn't ask Uncle Wu, just took it over.

Obviously, the men did not come to discuss with Uncle Wu, but to inform him.

Thinking about it, they used to be very filial to the elders in the family, and even more respectful to the fifth uncle who is the patriarch. They are very kind to everyone on weekdays. They never bothered to take things from the ancestral hall, but the fifth uncle understood very well.

So he asked a few men to decide not to participate in this matter.

The men looked at each other happily.

"When I get home, I will cook soup, add some wild vegetables and salt, and it will always taste good."

"Stay on it all the time, when the rain stops, I reckon it will be fine."

"There is enough firewood at home, and there is no need for everyone to produce firewood."

The men took the furs, stepped forward to support Uncle Wu, and slowly left the ancestral hall.

When I got outside, the talking stopped, the rain hit my face indiscriminately, and I had to drink water when I opened my mouth, so no one spoke.

In a daze, the rain outside seemed to be a little lighter, and the sound of lightning and thunder was not so loud.

The little cub huddled in a corner, listening to the movement in the village with its ears up.

The fur was taken back, and the men handled it by themselves, plucked the fur, roasted it over fire and scraped it with a knife. After tossing for a long time, it was put into the pot to cook. Thin strips.

The water in the pot was boiling, bubbling and bubbling, and the sound sounded nice.

A handful of wild vegetables were sprinkled in, and the bubbling sound changed somewhat.

The little cubs can't smell the scent and can only listen to them.

"It smells like meat."

"This soup is definitely not bad to drink."

"I didn't discuss how many households our households were in charge of. I'll call the households that are good friends first, drink first, and then add water to continue cooking."

There was a child who was greedy, and the man looked distressed, so he fished out a thin long strip and gave it to the child.

The tanned leather is very weird, it won't be boiled, but it has a very good smell of meat. The child holds it in one hand, bites it with his teeth, and pulls it for a long time. Swallowing it whole, choking almost to tears.

The people who were called to drink the soup were a little dazed at first, but after learning that the fur was taken from the ancestral hall, they quickly restrained their facial expressions, but they had thoughts in their hearts.

The ancestral hall is large and has many rooms. Although it looks empty, it cannot be said that there is nothing inside.

For the time being, no one has any ideas about the offerings, but many people have ideas. Searching other places in the ancestral hall several times, they can always find something, right?Some people even think that the ancestral hall must store grain, because in other wealthy villages, the ancestral hall has grain.

Before the rain stopped, many people came out of their homes and dragged their families to other people's homes to drink soup.

One person has a large bowl, and when the soup in the pot is gone, add water to continue cooking. Some children don’t want to drink after a few sips, and they want to eat the meat in the pot. .

"The soup has no taste at all," said the child.

"But it's soup after all." Dabao said softly.

Dabao and Xiaobao were also brought out by their parents, and came to drink soup specially.

The soup was very bad, not even salty, but Dabao drank it carefully. He heard his parents say a lot that day, and he knew in his heart that drinking soup was not just for soup. There are a lot of articles in it.

Some children were still fussy, clamoring for meat, but they couldn't eat it from beginning to end.

The thin strips rolled in the pot exude a not strong meaty smell, and the children can't help drooling, and they won't be so hopeless that they start crying when they can't eat it.