The rainy weather envelops Roseburg. In a wide area, a long rain with thorough precipitation, while infiltrating the earth, also brought a lot of inconvenience.

Fortunately, the first blast furnace of the tribe that made the contribution was temporarily suspended due to exhaustion of raw materials. The wooden shed covering it was quickly rebuilt, and the weather-shielding made up of wooden boards greatly prevented it from being corroded by wind and rain.

The rain made the grass grow more wildly, and the cool wind not only caused the temperature to drop sharply, but also really dampened the enthusiasm for fishing in the Ross people.

The wind and waves above the sea are really strong, and fishermen who have tried all know that this kind of plump herring hides in deep seas in large numbers. Of course, fishermen still have the opportunity to catch cod, but the risk is fatal.

For a time, the food supply of the entire Ross tribe appeared obstacles.

What can we do?

People of the tribe will only store food arbitrarily when winter is approaching. In August, no one wants to store food arbitrarily. It is by no means their laziness. One of the biggest obstacles is that everyone relies heavily on salt to keep the fish fresh during the warm season.

There is no way to grow oats in the area of Roseburg. The tribe can get a lot of oats to eat at a relatively low cost. It is only the past two years.

Even if it was Rurik, he had to think about the food supply of the tribe again.

This is clearly a commonplace question. However, Roseburg does not produce grains. Grains such as oats need only be provided with a dry environment. There is no problem in storing them for two or three years.

It's really a technical job to store the catch.

Perhaps it will be made into a can, even if it is packaged in a glass bottle, its storage time can explode into several years. Or to bake it desperately until it turns into a "dry stick", just like smoked bonito, never want to bite it with your teeth.

"There are only some smoked fish used as dry food. I have the conditions to eat sea sap in winter, but now I can only look at the heavy rain and sigh?!"

There was something disturbing to Rurik. The rainy weather had been going on for a week, and it showed no sign of stopping.

The whole world is cold and gloomy. Rurik can only hold home with his family, relying on burning some charcoal in the fireplace to try to keep his home dry and warm.

Roseburg became muddy, the cold wind was blowing on the sea, and the waves were surging against the sea.

Due to the rain and rain, the leader's life is difficult, and ordinary people really can only endure in the cold.

Only a part of the families really received the favor of Rurik, and their living conditions have been significantly improved.

A large number of families have added a little weird little things to their lives at best. However, during hard times, such as the glasses that the husband of a family spent heavily to buy mainly for showing off, now it is really tasteless.

Only when the belly growled and the door opened to face the turbulent waves again, the family remembered that the money they had finally made to defeat the enemy should have bought more food to store in order to cope with the current troubles.

Rurik knew that the people of the tribe were suffering, so what could he do?

According to the experience of the past years and months, it is the middle of August when merchants from the south are rowing boats north to Roseburg to sell their goods.

There were two main ways for the Russ to obtain grain, one was from Sorgon and the other was from southern merchants.

According to the current situation, the sea is turbulent, and merchants will never dare to let their clumsy cargo ships rush into the big waves. Besides, this year's climate is indeed very abnormal. Not to mention this long rainy season, it is the sea ice that began to loosen at the end of April. At that time, people estimated this year's abnormality.

The leader and Sorgon's team are still far away, and the message from the messenger is that they must return on the occasion of the Novgorod grain harvest.

Food and vegetables from the south should have entered Roseburg first. Faced with Haibo, people have given up the idea of seeing the merchant fleet at the end of August.

Everyone's most urgent hope is that the **** rain will stop, so that moldy skin and clothing can see the sun.

If there is nothing to make Rurik happy in rainy weather, it is the birth of a child.

It was a boring afternoon. Rurik stayed in his home with nothing to do. Facing the bonfire, he was forced to snuggle in the arms of his birth mother, Niya. Like a kitten, his head and golden ponytail were distracted by his mother. Stop touching.

In addition, the Carlotta sisters and the Corvin girl Seporava, the three of them gathered together and played some stone-throwing games. The cheerful laughter made boredom a little more fun.

In the whole family, perhaps only Lumia became the most hardworking person.

The whole high priest Veria, her body is like a candle that can be extinguished at any time. She is using her last experience to order Lumia to store all the priest's longhouse with Luen text. All the chiseled spells will be memorized, and will be asked afterwards.

That's not just about Lumi, but also the little girl named Corvin by the name of Lumi.

Rain seems to be unable to interfere with Lumia's study, and her assiduous research is only to fulfill one promise-to be a new high priest and a servant to Rurik.

There was a violent sound of stepping on the water outdoors, and an old man with a beard was stopped by two mercenaries under the eaves who were ordered to stand guard.

The person who came was no one else, it was Clavasson.

"My lord, the blacksmith is here."

The mercenary yelled, instantly cheering up Rurik who was about to fall asleep. He broke free of his mother's embrace, and looked at the closed wooden door.

"Is it a blacksmith?!"

"It's me! Clavasson."

Only from this rush, Rurik heard the happy mood of an old guy, he closed his eyes, yes, there should be a good news coming to Clavason's house in the near future.

"Open the door."

With an order, the loyal mercenary opened the wooden door.

Just as Clavasson wanted to step directly on the floor of the leader's house with his boots, he was once again caught by the mercenary.

Still when he really stood in front of Rurik, his feet were bare, and water dripped from his wet leather jacket from time to time.

"Do you have something to do? It's about iron?" Rurik actually asked knowingly.

Clavasson smiled and said, "My lord, it's Lilia. Her big day has finally arrived."

"It's now?!"

"It's now." Cravason's smile made his wet beard fluffy again. "I'm here now to tell you this. I hope you can be by Lilia's side when the child is born. If you can, maybe the priest..."

For a moment, Rurik thought of a very familiar picture.

"You, want me to be a witness? I hope the priest prays for her, and I pray for her too?"

"Yes. I'm afraid this is a very presumptuous request. I hope very much..."

"You don't need to say. I'll go right away. Not only I will go back, but my family should also go." Rurik's decisive move made Clavasson directly kneel on one knee. He imitated the image of a warrior, looking forward to the future. The chief salutes.

It was just this etiquette that made Rurik feel that Clavassen became strange.

"Get up."

"Yes."

Rurik swooped on his clothes and wanted to follow Clavasson out, but he didn't expect to be held back by his mother Niya.

"My dear, do you have to go?" Niya's eyes clearly told that this trip was unnecessary.

"Mom, are you going to stop me?"

"I...oh, you have your own ideas, I won't stop you. It's just that that girl is the wife of the blacksmith, and you are clearly the leader of the tribe."

Niya said this straightforwardly, even if Kravasson was still standing here.

Cravason's frowning eyebrows became a cracked ground, and he dared not refute anything, because in the entire tribe, the second most important woman to speak was Niya, Otto's wife. A once young and beautiful woman has now become an old woman full of wrinkles. Time has changed many things, and this girl has also become arrogant.

"Mom, don't you..." Rurik sensed the coldness of the atmosphere.

"Is it worth it?" Niya looked firmly, "I'd rather you stay in a warm home."

"I'll go."

"Why?! Lilia is a blacksmith's woman after all. I know you would say that she is the sister of Svetalana, but has your father's choice of breaking the contract for you been recognized by the priest? You are still so young , It's like a deer just born and needs care."

For a moment, Rurik was speechless. He was silent for a while, before asking, "Mom, you always treat Lilia like this? I thought you treated the women of Novgorod..."

"Become like them? Pelavina gave birth to a son for your cousin. She is considered to be a woman in our family. As for the others, now it seems to be forgotten! Who knows that your father is staying? Novgorod, are you fooling around with the beautiful local women? You might be wise to think about whether your father will give you some younger brothers."

How could she say such vulgar words?

Rurik thought for a while, and quickly guessed the reason.

For Niya, her current self is the whole life for her! The husband took a group of people to a distant place. The husband could have returned, but he found reasons to prevaricate.

What does Niya think? When I think of Peravina, Lilia, and other Novgorod women who have married here, and even the ten maids from my son's side, they all have good looks. What kind of beauty is that? The legs are longer but the strength is not small. She has the ability to do farm work and housework. In the end, women who grew up eating wheat are naturally more delicate. This is because many biting fish will strengthen the chin muscles and make their faces more square. The upright native Ross woman can't compare.

A girl who pursues a delicate look must be the instinct of any man.

Of course, in Roseburg's concept, as long as a good man is capable, it doesn't matter how many women he marries. Niya cannot deny that she is old and declining, and her husband is still in his fifties.

Niya couldn't stop the possible betrayal of her husband, even if she really had an affair with other women, she had to endure it. If it's just your own problem, it doesn't matter. The crux of the problem now is that if Rurik had an extra half-brother, wouldn't it threaten Rurik's power? Even though Otto had said that he would not do such a thing, he was a man.

She couldn't help but think, she was really jealous of the beauty of the young Novgorod women.

She didn't want to say any more in her heart. Looking at her son's eyes, she estimated that Rurik could guess a little bit of her true meaning.

What does Rurik think? He felt that Niya had reached menopause and began to become suspicious. As for her prejudice against Novgorod women, Rurik has nothing to say.

After all, if it wasn't for the high priest Velia to grant the deer-raiser girl Lumia a noble status, Niya's discrimination against her would continue.

Rurik said bluntly: "Mom, I must be a witness. I named the child that is about to be born. Lilia is my relative, and I have a reason to go."

"You! Okay, okay."

Niya calmed down with her lips, and finally shouted that Ruriek had left the room after she got dressed.

"Mom, they left." Carlotta asked weakly.

Niya cried in her heart to find someone to tell her, and a sweet call of "mother" made her feel strong warmth in the loss.

"Carota." Niya's face returned to smile.

"Ok?"

"Come here, into my arms."

In this way, Carlotta, the same blond, nestled in the arms of her adoptive mother like a kitten, still the same, this beautiful blond hair was gently stroked by Niya, as if this would dispel all boredom.

"Oh, the leader of the Ross tribe is running away. You, the leader of the Ostra tribe, my daughter, you will never leave."

Infused with a strong sense of happiness, Carlotta's closed eyes tightly locked the tears, and the affection she longed for returned.

On the other side, Rurik was riding on the shoulder of a mercenary so that his beautiful boots would not get any mud. In fact, the Clavasson family is not so particular, even if they live in a wooden house, the whole family also followed Lilia's request, and the bedroom should be kept as clean as possible.

Kravasson was a little surprised at Rurik's attention, and the fact that the mercenary had become a deer in service.

Rurik was draped in a piece of leather, which was well insulated from the rain. He came to Clavasson's house and heard a woman howling in pain shortly after entering the door.

"Dystocia?!" A terrible thought floated in Rurik's mind, and he exclaimed casually.

At this moment, Clavason frowned: "My lord, she is indeed a bit difficult. How do I know if I am a man? My wife said Lilia is a bit difficult now, maybe she needs a prayer."

"Damn. Damn dystocia!" Little Rurik frowned, for fear of Lilia's accident.

For a long time, women in Roseburg have often suffered tragedies that caused two lives due to dystocia. In the past two years, even though there was news of suspected dystocia from the married Novgorod women, they finally gave birth smoothly. Some people say that this is a blessing from God, and some pragmatic people think that those women who are pure are healthy.

In terms of health, isn't Lilia healthier?

After hearing the sound, Rlik broke into the bedroom and saw Lilia with a sweaty face and her husband, Kawei, who was anxiously waiting.

The Cravason family is not so particular about it. As a husband, Kawei cannot avoid it, but also stays beside his wife to give him spiritual comfort.

Lilica, in pain, saw Rurik as a savior, and she managed to squeeze a smile.

"Lilia, you..."

Rurik hurriedly walked away. As soon as he sat down, his arm was tightly grasped by Lilia's right arm. "Rurik, I am in pain. I beg you, pray for me."

"This"

"Please, maybe I'm going to die! Ah!" The intense contractions forced Lilia to scream, scaring the mother-in-law who gave birth to wonder what happened.

"I... Lumia will be here soon. Maybe she is more suitable."

"I'm begging you!" Lilia squeezed out her desire for breastfeeding, "Could this be your God's test of me. Rurik, I beg you to pray to God," Let me end my current pain and let the child be born safely."

Rlik panicked, fearing that Lilia in pain would be faint, so he knelt beside her, clasping his hands eleven in prayer. After a while, Lu Mia, who had been overdue, finally arrived. She stepped into the bedroom barefoot and saw the strange behavior of the host at first glance.

In a short while, Lumia also joined the prayer team. What was completely different from Rurik's pretence was that Lumia learned to memorize the prayers, which made the whole room a little more solemn.

Maybe Lilia can wait two more years before she can avoid this crime. In Rurik's view, Lilia, who is pampered in her hometown, is still too early to be a mother.

Ranrulik made a small mistake.

The problem is not that Lilia is too young. After tossing throughout the day, when Lilia is almost exhausted, the baby's cry finally turns the tense atmosphere into a carnival to welcome a new life.

Looking at her grandson for a moment, Lilia's mother-in-law finally saw the problem: "Ah! This child is too big! Oh! It really is a boy. Oh! What a strong boy and the best blacksmith. !"

"A giant baby?!" Rurik leaned over immediately, looking at the crying baby, his size is really not small.

Lilia's pain disappeared instantly. Watching her mother-in-law holding her son, she had a strong instinct to take it away from her mother's instinct, which she held in her arms, and tried to make her weak body photograph.

At this moment, Kawei sat down and gently supported his wife.

The child's umbilical cord was quickly cut, he was scrubbed clean with hot water, and he was wrapped in a sheepskin that had been sterilized by boiling water and sent to his mother's arms.

Thousands of pain turned into instant joy, Lilia held the child: "His name is Kuznetslav, that's the name. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"I understand." Kawei nodded deeply: "I'll just call him Kudja, and give him a Novgorod-style name. I don't care."

The matter finally came to a perfect end, and the Kravassons made Lilia's mother and son safe, and determined that it was the merit of Rurik and Lumia's prayers.

Rurik didn't want to say much about this, they were willing to flatter, and there was nothing wrong with putting gold on their faces.

But the newly born Kuznetslav is a giant baby. He is so big that Lilia still maintains a very good quality of life after marrying into Roseburg. No, it doesn't take long for the child to be born, and breastfeeding begins.

Perhaps this child is really auspicious. The continuous rainy weather has finally improved in the first day after his birth.

The rain was lighter, and it almost stopped in the evening.

On the evening of the third day, the haze gradually cleared and the waves calmed down. A large number of dormant fishing boats rushed to the sea frantically to resume fishing, and a magnificent burning cloud appeared in the west. Experienced fishermen believed that for some time to come There will be no more long rains.