Parker added: "we can change one pot of salt for ten of our tribe's prey. Let's change five cans. Three days will be enough, and then your new clothes will be enough."

Bai Qingqing didn't dare to say more. He nodded and said, "Oh, I'll listen to you."

Four days later, as Parker expected, the family had 50 heads of prey. After a day and a night of smoking, they were all hung on the willows by the river to dry. Every family is doing the same. There are dried meat hanging on the trees along the river. The wind chimes are swinging with the wind. At first glance, it seems a little scary.

The climate seems to have been cold winter. In the morning, the water in the river is floating with a thin layer of ice, and the sun melts in the sun.

Finally, Parker starts to make clothes for Bai Qingqing, and Vincent helps him in the bedroom. These thick skin and bones can't be pierced. Parker grinds a needle with his teeth. After a few crooked stitches, Bai Qingqing steals the work in his hand.

"I'll do it." Bai Qingqing said that only after a needle went down did he find that the hide was too hard. Her body has been basically recovered, and her waist has a lot less fat.

If only Curtis was awake, his clothes were as neatly stitched and fast as those sold.

"Under the ice!" There was a female shouting outside, and then came the cries of the cubs, as well as several "boom" smashes.

Bai Qingqing is fighting with the hide. Hearing the sound, he gets up and goes out. He says happily, "is it snowing? Or hail? "

Seeing Bai Qingqing's excited look, Parker thought it was wrong. He got up and ran after her. As soon as he left the bedroom, he saw Bai Qingqing rushing out. He was scared and shouted, "Qingqing!"

Parke quickly grabbed white Qingqing's arm and pulled the man back.

"Bang!" A piece of ice as big as a grapefruit hit the door, splashing a large amount of broken ice.

"Ah!" Bai Qingqing exclaimed, and looked out in a dazed way. Only when he looked out, could he see that there were countless white shadows gliding in the air. The stone like ice fell on the ground, and the splash of broken ice made the ground white all the time.

For a while, the hail became so dense that the sound of roof "boom" was deafening.

The female came back to the house under the guard of the bear. Four wolf cubs left outside fled in the hail. In the cry of milk and milk, Bai Qingqing watched as one of the cubs couldn't escape. She was hit on the ground by a piece of ice which was not much smaller than the cubs. The white ground was dizzy red.

Fortunately, the other three cubs ran back to the house by themselves, and the male rushed into the ice curtain from the house, carrying countless pieces of ice that had been smashed on his body, and took away the soft cub that had not moved any more.

"What are you doing?" Parker grabbed Bai Qingqing's shoulder and roared, then he hugged people into his arms fearfully.

Bai Qingqing is pale and her eyes are straight. She is awakened by Parke's panic voice. She hugs Parke and says, "I'm wrong I didn't mean to. "

God knows how the hail in this world can be so big. It beats the rhythm of the dead in minutes! If the house is not strong, the roof will have to be smashed through.

Parker is very glad that he came out to have a look. Otherwise In retrospect, Bai Qingqing almost ran out of the door, and Parker's heart almost stopped beating. Let go of Bai Qingqing, and look at the whole appearance of Bai Qingqing. The expression on Parker's face is almost split, and his voice is crying: "you idiot!"