Sunlight spills down through the trees, refracted by the dew drops that hang beneath the leaves, emitting a colorful circle of light.

There was no wind, and a yellow leaf branch fell silently, swirling and falling on the head of Xiaofu below the tree.

It shook its head, shook the mischievous leaf to the ground, and then looked at the wolves around it.

The ground was wet, due to a day of heavy rain yesterday.

Xiaofu, whose hair was wet by the rain, looked more and more dull at this time.

In this wolf pack, there are two she-wolves in estrus in a row, and it is young and vigorous, so it naturally has an unshirkable responsibility.

After a few days in a row, Xiaofu became like this.

In the past few days, Xiaofu has been happy.

If your head is itchy, you can wash it at any time, and when you are tired of washing your hair, you can wander around with the wolves, hunt some prey, and then lie down and take a nap......

Such a happy life is much better than when you were in the tribe.

After all, at that time, it actually had to accept the leadership of a deer, and in addition to the deer, the lucky general could also control it.

The most ferocious thing is that the owner who likes to kick his ass when he has nothing to do......

Of course, that was just the idea of Xiaofu, who had just integrated into the wolves, and after the wind flowed at this time, he still remembered the place where he had lived since childhood.

It wanted to go back, and this was not the place it would stay for long.

Another leaf fell, falling not far from Xiaofu, Xiaofu looked sideways, and then turned to leave here.

The she-wolf who stood or played on the side followed it, and after a period of time together, they had fully accepted this young and strong new wolf.

"Woo ......"

After walking for a while, Xiaofu noticed the situation behind him, stood up and turned around and barked at these wolves, not wanting them to follow it.

However, this small group of wolves had already recognized it, and after repeated urgings, they still followed it.

After a few fruitless times, Xiaofu no longer drove away, but took them with him......

The orchard, not too far from the Blue Sparrow tribe, was full of laughter and laughter at this time, and even if the temperature became a little cold due to the rain, it could not reduce the joy in their hearts in the slightest.

Wu carried a small basket in his hand, and kept picking up the fruits that had fallen on the ground, filling them up, and then pouring them into another large rafter.

These fallen fruits, go back and pick them, the better ones are peeled off and used to make vinegar and canned fruits, and the bad ones are used to feed rabbits and wild boars.

Anyway, as long as you get it back, you can't waste it.

However, this year, compared with previous years, there are not many fruits falling from the ground, firstly, because the fruits have become more useful, and they have received great attention from the tribesmen, and they will not be like in previous years, only need to store some, and leave the rest to their own devices.

The second is that the population of the tribe is much larger than before, and when doing other things, people can also be assigned to pick fruits and transport them to the tribe.

Because the harvest is timely, there are fewer fruits falling from the ground.

However, the fact that there are fewer falls on the ground does not mean that there are fewer knots on the trees.

Wu Wu, who poured a basket of fallen fruit into the rafters, looked up at the trees around him that were full of fruit, and grinned toothless.

This year, the orchard bears more fruit than ever!

In the spring, Wu was still worried that these fruit trees were cut off so many branches by the Divine Son at once, and the yield was bound to be reduced this year, who would have thought that these fruit trees that had been stripped of a lot of branches and leaves not only did not reduce the yield, but also obtained a rare harvest!

Even now, Wu thought it was amazing, but he was vaguely aware of some reasons.

In the past, although there were many fruit trees, many of the fruits fell before they first grew, and some of them withered directly on the trees.

In this way, when the fruit is ripe, there is much less fruit left on the tree.

This year's fruit was different, at first, due to the vigorous pruning of Miko, after the flowers had bloomed, the small fruits left on the tree were much smaller than at the same time in previous years, but very few of these fruits were dropped.

This situation has continued until now, and the result is a fruitful scene!

Wu Wan picked up a fruit that had just fallen, and there was a place on the fruit that was pecked by a bird, Wu didn't mind, and wiped it with his hand and put it in his mouth.

At this time, it is time for the fruits to ripen in large quantities, and the fruits that have been pecked by birds are all very ripe and have an excellent taste.

While eating the fruits, Wu looked at the laughter and laughter of the people who were busy picking many fruits and putting them into the rafters, and his heart was extremely beautiful.

Harvest and cheerful scenes, he always can't get enough.

When I looked at this, I couldn't help but think of the Son of God.

Although he had already been revered by the Son of God in his heart, Wu still wanted to praise the Son of God vigorously at this time......

In the tribe, there is steaming hot clay jars erected up, and there are many washed and dried jars on the side.

A sweet and rich smell spreads here, and Han Cheng, who has become a chef, stands here, holding a spoon in his hand, and sometimes lifts the lid of the pot to see the color inside.

"Get ready!"

Han Cheng saw that the fruit in a clay jar had been boiled, so he explained to the people around him.

Then he picked up a large spoon, scooped up a spoonful of the fruit that was still tumbling, and poured it directly into the jar.

In a few clicks, a jar was filled.

"Quick!"

He urged, and the man next to him hurriedly put the large leaf in his hand over the mouth of the jar.

The mouth of the jar is coated with propolis, and when you press it and press it around, it will be firmly smeared, and no more air will enter.

After waiting like this for a while, the large leaves of the tree, which had some oiliness on the mouth of the jar, suddenly dented and clung to it.

After Han Cheng saw this reaction, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was happy, it seems that this canned fruit can be made this time!

Improving the manufacturing method of canned fruit, Han Cheng is also exploring this matter one after another.

Although he is from a liberal arts background, he lives in the later generations, and there is still some common sense about the deterioration of various things because bacteria are decomposing, as well as high-temperature sterilization.

After experiencing the transformation of cans into wine, if you carefully recall the process of making cans, you can probably find out what went wrong.

After targeted revisions, we have what we are today.

After Han Cheng was overjoyed, he sped up the movements in his hand and continued to fill the canned fruit.

After being busy like this for a while, there was a noise at the door of the courtyard, and Han Cheng hurriedly looked back,