The female wolf in Hu Zi's eyes must be beautiful and very attractive, right? Anyway, he doesn't know how to describe it, so we can only guess from his eyes.

But the female wolf was disdainful of him at this moment, and just opened her mouth and picked up the meat on the ground and started chewing. It can be seen that every time her mouth moved, it would affect the wounds in her body and make her body tremble, but she still tried hard to eat. Because the wolf understood that their race had no doctors or drugs, and that only food could be used to treat their injuries.

China'er looked at the wind and snow outside from the window and looked sad, her face unwilling to stop. The house was already full of sheep. The Kazakhs still didn't like burning coal, and the stove was still burning dry cow dung.

Arslan was still sleeping soundly. He went to the yurt to drink too much yesterday and returned home this morning. He must have not had a good sleep. Their winter nest is on the hillside more than ten kilometers away by Zhang Jianmin and others.

Yesterday, Chi Na'er took Aijiang to herd sheep. Because the range of grazing in the winter nest is small and the grass is concentrated, men like to chat with yurts this season, so they go to various houses to drink.

Shortly after her marriage, Chi Na'er's parents moved to Lao Yumin to live. They planted a piece of land and began to settle down. As they were older, their physical conditions no longer allowed them to go to nomads again.

Aijiang was already three years old. He looked out the window and sighed: "Mom, are sheep almost unable to go out for dinner?"

Chi Na'er hugged her daughter in her arms. I don't know what happened. Since giving birth to Aijiang, Chi Na'er has never been pregnant again. No matter how hard the strong Arslan tried, it would not work.

Because of this, Arslan became depressed, more alcoholic and irritable. After all, he was looked down upon everywhere without a son on the grassland.

China'er endured all this silently, and she knew that this man was in pain. Kazakhs are not allowed to divorce unless their spouse dies. Although the laws of New China stipulate freedom of marriage, every nation has its own beliefs, so this nation still lives in the way it likes.

It has been snowing for four consecutive days. If this continues, the sheep will really have no grass to eat. China'er got up and filled the stove with cow dung. Then she filled the copper pot with snow, sat on the stove, and milked herself. The herdsmen have several cows at home, and they have to rely on their milk to live all year round.

The cows don’t need to be closed, they are just not far from the house. Because the winter ranch is fixed, a shed was also built for a few cows.

Seeing Chi Na'er come out, a cow mooed at her, as if telling her: "Come quickly, it's soaring."

Chi Na'er answered something, then walked over with a small bucket. She first scattered a handful of soybeans in the stone trough, and then squatted down and started milking.

Chi Na'er was very skilled in milking, and her hands gently and quickly moved up and down the cow's head. Under her movements, streams of milk fell into the small iron bucket on the ground with a steaming heat.

The cow enjoyed all this, squinted his eyes and mooed, and began to chew the soybeans in his mouth again.

Cattle and sheep are the food and companions of the Kazakhs. These animals have raised generations of Kazakhs for thousands of years.

After squeezed half a bucket of milk, Chi Na'er returned to the room. At this time, the water on the stove also boiled. Chi Na'er picked up a piece of brick tea, broke off a piece from it, and threw it into the water. Then poured the milk that had just entered and came out into the copper pot until it was full.

After stirring it with a spoon for a few times, the hard brick tea pieces have also spread out. The so-called brick tea brick tea is made of various raw tea, sunburned, and then sifted, fanned, cut, grinding and other processes to become semi-finished products; then steamed through high temperature steam.

Long-term drinking of brick tea can help digestion, effectively promote and regulate human metabolism, and play a certain health-care and pathological prevention role in the human body. Therefore, brick tea is said to be "it is better to have no food for three days than to have no tea for one day" in northwestern China. Brick tea is ranked side by side with milk and meat, and has become a necessity for the lives of people of all ethnic groups in the northwest.

Tea is not produced in the grassland, so this thing is sold from the mainland. Since ancient times, it has been one of the main goods traded between the mainland and the Western Regions.

Chinaer sprinkled a handful of salt into the teapot. According to the Kazakhs, eating people without salt is not strong.

After the milk tea was boiled, Aijiang had already sensiblely folded the quilt and blankets covered by sleeping and placed them on the cabinet beside the wall. However, the blanket was a bit heavy, and she put it on several times but couldn't put it on.

Seeing his mother coming in, she had to pout and ask for help from her mother. Chi Na'er praised her daughter and then neatly placed the bedding on the cabinet.

"Arslan, the milk tea has been boiled, will you drink it?" Chinaer asked Arslan, who was snoring. Arslan turned over and continued to sleep.

Aijiang sighed: "Mom, this dad is the lazy cow on the grassland!"

Chi Na'er burst out laughing, pulled her daughter to sit on the table, then took out a few wooden bowls and started pouring milk tea into it.

"Mom, I want to be slim!" Ayijiang shouted.

Chi Na'er opened the lid of the pot and saw that a layer of milk skin had been condensed on the teapot. She took it out with a spoon and put it into her daughter's bowl. Aijiang cheered and began to put his mouth to the edge of the bowl to suck the milk skin.

There was still some leftover mutton last night. Chi Na'er cut a few slices with a knife and put them into her daughter's milk tea. Then she broke the naan into small pieces and put it into her own milk tea bowl to start having breakfast.

Arslan didn't know what time it was going to sleep, so she had to go to herd sheep after dinner. In this ghost weather, she couldn't eat the grass in the snow.

The meal was finished soon, and Aijiang told his daughter: "Watch your father sleeping, your mother is going to herd sheep."

Aijiang also stood up: "I want to go with my mother to herd sheep. That little black listens to me the most!"

Chi Na'er smiled: "Ayijiang is obedient, the snow is too thick, Ayijiang can't walk. If you follow your mother, you will not be able to herd sheep."

Aijiang pouted and resisted for a while. Seeing that his mother was not soft-hearted, he had to give up. He waved his hand and shouted, "Goodbye Mom, come back early."

Chi Na'er agreed, opened the door and led a few weak ewes out of the house.

The sheep pen in the winter nest is full of earthen walls. There is also a top on the edge. However, this top cannot cover all the sheep. However, sheep also has their own way to keep the cold, which is to squeeze. The colder the sky is, the closer it is. With the thick fur, it can basically withstand the severe cold of minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius.
Chapter completed!