Chapter 453: Community Warmth Delivery

Chapter 453: Community Warmth Delivery

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the end of the fifth year of the Green Sparrow era is approaching. The arrival of the sixth year is becoming increasingly imminent amidst the sound of firecrackers.

On this cold night, the Green Sparrow tribe is anything but cold.

The orange flames dance in the night, and people gather around the huge bonfire, jumping and dancing, their joy evident.

The thunderous drums, the clattering clappers, and the occasional firecrackers exploding in flames all transform this chilly, bleak night into an incredibly vibrant one.

What was once an ordinary day has now taken on a special significance because people have imbued it with significant meaning.

Gu and other members of the original Green tribe, who are experiencing such a festival for the first time, have flushed faces and are exceptionally excited, their minds in a state of dizziness.

Part of the reason is the effects of drinking the sour fruit wine, but more so, it's the overwhelming stimulus of a grand celebration they’ve never experienced before.

So this is how you can celebrate!

So this is how you can live!

The concept of celebrating the New Year, which was previously unfamiliar to them, now appears before them in a profoundly shocking way.

They couldn’t express their joy other than by joining the elders of the Green Sparrow tribe in cheering and laughing wholeheartedly.

Such a celebration is genuinely incomparable to the frugality they once endured...

With various delicious foods, a brilliant bonfire, enthusiastic dancing, thunderous drumming, and sparking firecrackers...

While others are still secretly waiting for the right moment, they have emerged from their sealed caves, stepped on the still-unmelted ice and snow, braved the cold, and set off with large and small packages.

These diligent and tireless people are none other than the Donkey Tribe, who have not seen the sun for one or two months and have not turned white.

The leader of the Donkey Tribe, wrapped in thick fur and carrying a jar of salt, leads the way.

Spring is still chilly, but it cannot dampen his enthusiasm for his role as a middleman.

Of course, if there were an easier way to live better, he certainly wouldn’t be able to muster such enthusiasm under these conditions.

Whether it’s the role of a middleman, the impressive growth of the Green Sparrow tribe after Han Cheng’s arrival, or the survival tactics of other tribes, living in this world is a challenging feat. To live vibrantly and meaningfully is even more difficult.

The world is a furnace, and all living beings are subjected to trials...

In early spring, the snow is crushed underfoot as a group of burdened people, braving the cold, make their way step by step.

After carefully examining the mark on a large tree nearby, the leader of the Donkey Tribe smiled.

Their first trading target was finally within reach.

Last time, around the same period, they had come to this tribe with pottery and salt, exchanging many goods. It had been a while since they last traded with this tribe, and their tribe’s furs must have accumulated considerably.

They would surely be welcomed warmly, as in addition to pottery, they also brought delicious salt...

Thinking happily about this, he continued walking, and the familiar tribe appeared before him.