Transmigrating to the Beastman Continent to Live a Happy Life - Chapter 90

Half a month later, the second snow finally stopped. Xi noticed that the snow had cleared while he was out for a stroll. He spotted the gloves and hat that Lei Lu was wearing and knew they had to be made by Xiao Xiao. He immediately grabbed the animal skins he had and hurried to his son and Xiao Xiao’s cave.

However, throughout the entire day, Xi couldn’t manage to make the small gloves and hat. So, Wu Xiaoyin said to Xi, “Dad, why don’t we do it this way? I will give you and Father the hat and gloves I finished today as a gift to celebrate the coming of winter?”

Upon hearing Xiao Xiao’s words, Xi realized he was trying to comfort him. Although it was only right to accept his child’s gift, he still felt embarrassed. “No need for that. I’ll just go back and practice some more. Anyway, it’s getting dark. I need to go home and make dinner for your father.”

After saying this, Xi turned to leave with his failed half-finished items. Wu Xiaoyin quickly grabbed his arm and insisted, “Dad, where I used to live, there’s a custom. Whenever winter comes, there’s a celebration event to pray for better harvests in the coming year. Giving gifts is part of that. Dad, all you have to do is accept it with peace of mind.”

Hearing this, Xi stopped refusing. After all, it was his child’s good intentions. “Alright then, thank you so much, Xiao Xiao.” With that, he hugged Xiao Xiao and playfully rubbed his head. “But the celebration of winter you mentioned. Is it somewhat similar to how we celebrate the coming of the growing season?”

Wu Xiaoyin heard Xi’s question and replied, “I’m not very clear on the specifics of how the celebration for the growing season happens here, since I haven’t experienced it yet. However, I can share what we did over there for the celebration. Dad can compare and see if there are any similarities.”

Seeing his father’s nod and slightly curious look, Wu Xiaoyin simply described the winter celebrations from his side, “We rely on agriculture to make a living. This, how should I put it? Let’s just say it’s similar to collecting seeds of giant cabbage and giant rice, and when the growing season comes the next year, we plant them in a certain area. Since they are close together, we can harvest giant cabbages and giant rice.”

“As for the celebrations, we eat a type of food, dumplings or wontons. They’re similar, but there are also differences. After all, every place has its own customs, just like how different tribes on the beastman continent have their own customs. Besides that, we also sing songs and dance. However, the festive atmosphere where we lived has gradually faded. It’s quite a shame.”

After listening to Xiao Xiao’s explanation, Xi compared it to the celebrations for the growing season, taking note of similarities such as singing ritual songs, performing mating dances, and having a big feast. However, when he heard about the dumplings and wontons he had never tasted, he asked, “Xiao Xiao, are these dumplings or wontons tasty?”

Wu Xiaoyin had long known that his father was a big foodie, so he replied, “If Dad wants to eat them, it’s currently not possible because we need the wheat fruit to be ground into flour to make the dough for dumplings or wontons. But…”

Xi’s interest was piqued when he heard this and he quickly asked, “But what?”

Wu Xiaoyin thought about the giant rice from before. Once, Lei Lu had crushed it into fine pieces, and the rice porridge made from it had a texture quite similar to that of a paste made from flour. He wondered, if it were ground completely, could it perhaps be used as flour?