Rise of Rurik

The rainy weather shrouded Roseburg. In a wide area, a rain with a long period of time and thorough precipitation caused a lot of inconvenience while infecting the earth.

Fortunately, the first blast furnace of the tribe that made the credit was temporarily shut down due to the exhaustion of raw materials. The wooden shed that covered it was quickly rebuilt, and the wood-paneled weatherboards largely prevented it from being eroded by wind and rain.

The rain made the grass grow wilder, and the cool wind not only caused the temperature to drop sharply, but also really hit the fishing enthusiasm of the Rus people.

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

For a time, the food supply of the entire Ross tribe was blocked.

So what can be done?

The clansmen will only stock up on food when winter is approaching, and in August, no one wants to stock up. It's not their laziness, but the biggest obstacle is that people rely heavily on salt to keep their catch fresh during the warmer months.

There is absolutely no way to grow oats in this area of ​​Rosburg, and it has only been two years that the clansmen can get a lot of oats to eat at relatively low cost.

Even Rurik had to reconsider the food supply of his tribe.

This is obviously a commonplace question. However, Rosberg does not produce grain itself, and grains such as oats can be stored in a dry environment for two or three years.

Storing the catch, it's a really technical job.

Maybe it will be canned, even in glass bottles, and its storage time will skyrocket into years. Or bake it desperately until it turns into a "dry stick", which is like smoked bonito without breaking it with your teeth.

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

What made Rurik a little uneasy, the rainy weather had been going on for a week, and it showed no signs of stopping.

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

Roseburg became muddy, the cold wind blew the sea, and the waves crashed against the sea.

The chief's family lived a hard life because of the rain,

Ordinary people really can only endure in the cold.

Only a part of the family has really received Rurik's favor, and their living conditions have improved significantly.

A large number of families, at best, have added a little strange little things to their lives. However, in difficult times, such as the glasses that the husband of a family bought with huge sums of money for showing off, now it is really a tasteless rib.

Only when the stomach growled and the door was opened to face the turbulent waves, the family remembered that the money they had finally obtained from the crusade against the enemy should have bought more food and stored it in order to deal with the current troubles.

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

According to the experience of the past years, the time is mid-August, and there should be merchants from the south rowing north to Roseburg to sell their goods.

There are two main sources of grain for the Rus, one from Sorgon and the other from southern merchants.

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

The big leader and Sorgon's team were still far away, and the messenger came with news that they would definitely return at the time of the harvest in Novgorod.

Grain and vegetables from the south should be the first to enter Roseburg. Facing Haibo, people have given up their thoughts of seeing the merchant fleet at the end of August.

Everyone's most urgent hope is that the damn rain will stop and let the moldy skin and clothes see the sun.

If there is anything that makes Rurik happy in the 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 into the arms of his biological mother, Nia. Like a kitten, his head and golden ponytail were rejected by his mother. Stop stroking.

In addition, the Carlotta sisters and the Kewen girl Cypolava, the three of them got together and played some stone throwing games. The cheerful laughter made the boredom a little more fun.

In the whole family, perhaps only Rumia became the hardest person.

The whole High Priest Vilia, her body is like a candle that can be extinguished at any time, she is using her last experience to order Rumia to store everything in the priest's long house in Runwen. All chiseled spells will be memorized, and questions will be asked later.

It was not just about Rumia, but also the little girl named Rumi.

The rain didn't seem to interfere with Rumia's studies. She studied hard to fulfill one promise - to be a new high priest and a servant of Rurik.

There was a fierce sound of treading water outside, and an old man with a beard was stopped by two mercenaries who were under the eaves and ordered to stand guard.

It was none other than Cravatson.

"Sir, it's the blacksmith here."

The mercenary shouted, which instantly cheered Rurik, who was about to fall asleep. He broke free from his mother's arms and looked at the closed wooden door.

"Is it a blacksmith?!"

"It's me! Clavason."

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

"Open the door."

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

Just as Kravason was about to step directly on the floor of the leader's house with his leather boots, he was caught by the mercenaries again.

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

"Do you have something important? Or about iron?" Rurik actually asked knowingly.

Clavason smiled: "Sir, it's Lilia, her big day has finally arrived."

"It's now?!"

"Exactly now." Clavason smiled, making his wet beard fluffy again. "I'm here now to tell you this. I hope you'll be by Lilia's side when the baby is born. If possible, maybe the priest..."

In an instant, Rurik remembered a very familiar scene.

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

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

"You don't have to say it. I'll go right away. Not only will I go back, but my family should go too." Rurik's decisiveness moved Klavassen to kneel on one knee. Chief salute.

It's just this etiquette that makes Rurik feel that Kravasen has become a stranger.

"Get up."

"As ordered."

Rurik slapped his clothes and wanted to go out with Clavathon, but he didn't expect to be grabbed by his mother Nia.

"Dear, do you have to go?" Niya's eyes clearly said that this time out is optional.

"Mom, are you going to stop me?"

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

Nia said this outright, even if Kravason was still standing here.

Clavasson's wrinkled brows turned into cracked earth, and he didn't dare to refute anything, because in the entire tribe, the woman who spoke the second most important thing was Otto's wife Nia. A woman who was once young and beautiful is now a wrinkled old woman, time has changed many things, and the girl has become arrogant.

"Mom, are you..." Rurik noticed the coldness of the atmosphere.

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

"I'll still go."

"Why?! Lilia is a blacksmith woman after all. I know you will say that she is the older sister of that Svitalana, but has your father's broken contract for you been recognized by the priest? You are still so young. , like a newly born deer that needs to be cared for."

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

"Become to like them? Did Peravina give birth to a son for your cousin, she is a woman of our family. As for the rest, it seems that it's okay! Who knows that your father is staying there? Novgorod, are you fooling around with the beautiful local women? Maybe you should think about whether your father will give birth to several younger brothers for you."

How could she say such vulgar words?

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

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

What was Nia thinking? When he thought of Peravina, Lilia, and other Novgorod women who had married, and even the ten maids from his son's side, all of them had beautiful faces. What kind of beauty is that? Her legs are longer but her strength is not weak. She has the ability to do farm work and housework. She is a woman who grew up eating wheat. The square native Ross woman can't be compared.

The pursuit of a beautiful girl must be the instinct of any man.

Of course, in Rosberg's view, as long as a good man is capable, it doesn't matter how many women he marries. Nia couldn't deny that she was getting old, and her husband was still in his fifties.

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

She couldn't think about it, she was really jealous of the beauty of those young Novgorod women.

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

What was Rurik thinking? He felt that Nia had reached menopause and had become suspicious. As for her prejudice against Novgorod women, Rurik had nothing to say.

After all, if the high priest Vilia had not given the deer herder girl Rumia a noble status, Nia's discrimination against her would have continued.

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

"You! All right, all right."

Nia pouted and calmed down, and finally called out the room where Rurik, who had changed his clothes, had left.

"Mom, they left." Carlotta asked weakly.

Niya's cry in her heart was looking for someone to tell her, and the sweet call of "Mom" made her feel a strong warmth in her loss.

"Carlotta." Nia's face returned to a smile.

"Um?"

"Come here, into my arms."

Just like that, Carlotta, who had the same blond hair, snuggled up 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 chief of the Roth clan has now run away. You, chief of the Ostara clan, my daughter, you will never leave."

Immersed in a strong sense of happiness, Carlotta's closed eyes tightly locked the tears, and the family she longed for came back.

On the other side, Rurik rode on the shoulders of a mercenary so that his handsome boots would not get any mud. In fact, the Cravason family is not so particular about it. Even if they live in a wooden house, the whole family follows Lilia's request and the bedroom should be kept as clean as possible.

Clavasson was a little surprised by Rurik's attention to detail, and the fact that mercenaries had become deer in service.

Rurik was draped in a piece of leather, which was well insulated from the rain. When he came to Klavasen's house, he heard a woman's pained howl shortly after entering the door.

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

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

"Damn. Damn difficult birth!" Little Rurik frowned deeply, for fear that Lilia would encounter an accident.

For a long time, women in Roseburg have often suffered tragic deaths due to dystocia. In the past two years, the Novgorod women who married have given birth successfully despite the news of suspected dystocia. Some people say it is the grace of God, and there are pragmatic people who think that women who are simple are healthy.

In terms of health, isn't Lilia healthier?

Rurik broke into the bedroom when he heard the sound, and saw Lilia, who was sweating, and her husband, Kawi, who was waiting anxiously.

The Cravason family is not so particular about it. As a husband, Kawhi can not only avoid it, but also stays by his wife's side to give her spiritual comfort.

Lilica, in pain, saw Rurik as if her savior was coming, and she forced a smile.

"Lilia, you..."

Rurik walked hurriedly, and just 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 strong contractions forced Lilia to scream suddenly, and the mother-in-law who was delivering the delivery was so frightened that she didn't know what happened.

"I... Rumia will be here soon. Maybe she's more suitable."

"I beg you!" Lilia squeezed her thirst out of her teeth with the strength of her milk. "Could this be your god's test for me. Rurik, I beg you to pray to God, Let me end the pain now and let the child be born safely."

Rurik was in a panic, fearing that Lilia, who was in pain, would faint, so he knelt down beside her, clasping his hands together in a gesture of prayer. After a while, the belated Rumia finally arrived. She walked into the bedroom with bare feet and saw the strange behavior of her master at first glance.

In a short while, Rumia also joined the prayer team. It was completely different from Rurik's pretense. Rumia recited the prayers in real life, which made the whole room more solemn.

Maybe Lilia waited another two years and she could avoid this crime. In Rurik's view, Lilia, who was pampered in her hometown, was still too early to be a mother.

But Rurik made a small mistake.

The crux of the problem was not that Lilia was too young at all. After tossing throughout the day, when Lilia was almost exhausted, the baby's cry finally turned the tense atmosphere into a carnival of welcoming 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, he is the best blacksmith. !"

"A giant baby?!" Rurik immediately leaned over and looked at the crying baby, who was really not small.

Lilia's pain disappeared in an instant, watching her mother-in-law hold her son, a strong instinct to take away the mother in her arms, trying to make her weak body photograph.

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

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

Thousands of pains turned into instant joy, Lilia hugged the child: "His name is Kuzneslav, that's his name."

"I understand." Kawi nodded deeply: "I'll just call him Kuja, and I'll give him a Novgorod-style name, it doesn't matter to me."

The matter finally came to a perfect end, and the Cravatsen family made Lilia's mother and child safe, believing that it was the merit of Rurik and Rumia's prayers.

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

But the newly born Kuzneslav is a giant baby. He is so big that Lilia still maintains a very good quality of life after marrying Rosberg. No, breastfeeding started shortly after the baby was born.

Maybe this child is really an auspicious person. In the first day after he was born, the continuous rainy weather finally showed a better trend.

The rain was light, and by the evening, the rain had almost stopped.

In the evening of the third day, the haze gradually dissipated, the sea became calm, and a large number of dormant fishing boats rushed to the sea like crazy to resume fishing, while a magnificent fire cloud appeared in the west. There will be no more prolonged rains.