A moment later, the two harmless-looking children were invited to the tribe, and an auntie brought them some hot milk.
The freshly milked cow's milk, boiled and served directly, had a strong milky aroma, but tasted very mild, almost like water, with a bit of an unfamiliar raw taste.
However, neither of them said anything, calmly drinking the milk, warming themselves by the fire, with simple cowhide clothing draped over them.
During the day it was very hot, but now as the sun was setting, the temperature dropped rapidly. Wearing such thick fur clothing, warming by the fire, and drinking warm milk, they surprisingly didn't feel hot at all.
"You two little ones, why are you running around the prairie by yourselves? If you get lost, you won't find your way back home."
An old lady was cooking lamb, with a big pot full of snow-white thick soup and the aroma of lamb, all a test of one's endurance.
