Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Chapter 145 Rainy Season Again 4

The hunting team went out early in the morning. This was the last hunting trip during the rainy season. The cold season was coming soon, and they had to prepare some prey to slaughter on the first day of the cold season.

This time they were targeting a group of wild boars. They were very smart and hid deep in the mountains. The hunting team had encountered them several times when they went out and had been eyeing them for a long time.

There were two big wild boars and five or six half-grown ones. If they were all killed in one pot, the tribe would be able to eat fresh pork for several days.

Although generally speaking, they are reluctant to target a group of wild boars, because these guys are very smart, hold grudges, and are extremely strong, ordinary hunting teams have no way to deal with them.

So this time they went with dozens of people, and even if they chased them, they would tire those guys to death.

They also brought nets and set traps on the mountain. This time they were determined to catch all these guys in one fell swoop.

Everything went smoothly at the beginning, but two smaller wild boars escaped through the hole made by the big wild boar. A group of people ran around in the mountain to catch the pigs. The scene was very chaotic. Several people fell into the mud, but in the end they only caught one. The other one slid down the hillside into a big pit. There might be a small cave inside, and it was probably gone inside. We couldn't find it no matter how hard we tried.

"Forget it. Let's not waste time if it's hard to find in the pit. Let's pack up and go back." Qing Jiu said, and everyone tied up the wild boars to long sticks and carried them back happily.

These wild boars are still alive, at least they are still breathing, and they can be kept alive for a few days after we return.

Dashu was not as strong as the people from the Baiyun Tribe and the Xueshan Tribe, so he was not needed to carry the prey. He just followed the team and helped patrol and survey the mountain roads.

"This big fat pig can produce a lot of oil from its fat." Dashu said as he looked at the wild boar's bulging belly.

Now they all follow Jilang to learn how to use the fat of prey to make oil, and then add a little bit of it when cooking dishes or noodles, which tastes very fragrant.

We used to grill meat, and the oil would drip into the fire or onto the ground, wasting a lot of it.

The one who was carrying the big wild boar happened to be Ah Qiao. He was pursuing Xiao Shu, so he naturally knew that this was her brother. He agreed, "Yes, you want to make lard. Then when we share the meat, we'll give you more fat."

Dashu is a bastard who won't take advantage of an opportunity. He doesn't care whether this guy is doing this to make him say good things in front of his girl. It all depends on his mood whether to say it or not. However, Aqiao is a very perceptive guy, strong and capable. He is indeed a good choice to be his girl's partner.

However, he couldn't control whether his sister wanted to do it or not. He originally had high hopes for Amu. Although that boy was not tall, not strong, and his speed was just so-so, at least he knew him well, was an honest kid, and was hardworking. His sister wouldn't suffer if she followed him.

But last time, Amu was seriously injured. Although he was rescued later, his injuries were serious and he will definitely suffer from the disease. He might not be able to follow the hunting team in the future. If Xiaoshu follows him, he will suffer. So Dashu doesn't want to pair Xiaoshu and Amu together.

He pondered it for a long time, then secretly looked at Aqiao, and felt even more satisfied.

Aqiao had been a hunter for so long that he had ears and eyes all the time. Naturally, he noticed Dashu's intentional or unintentional gaze, and he saw it clearly. At this moment, his chest was raised higher and his head was held higher. If Dashu could say a few nice words in front of Xiaoshu, maybe Xiaoshu would really agree.

If everyone was afraid of the cold season before, now they are looking forward to it and a little anxious. After all, those wild boars are tied up and won’t eat even if they are fed corn stalks. They lose several pounds every day, and that’s all fat and meat!

Although it hadn't snowed yet, the weather was already very cold. Ice chips appeared in the sink again, and the kangs in all the cave dwellings were lit. Although the kangs built by the Baiyun tribe before were average, at least they had slept on them before and knew the specific benefits of this thing.

But the people from the Big Tree Tribe and the Snow Mountain Tribe were shocked on the first day after they slept on the burned kang. How could such a small amount of firewood keep them warm all night? When they woke up in the morning, the kang was still warm, especially the areas under the pillows and quilts that had been covered for a long time. When they stretched their feet there, they felt warm and comfortable.

Little Star huddled in the quilt with her eyes wide open. The quilt was warm, and this quilt was also given by the priest. It was soft but very light. It was not the thick and heavy feeling of fur that pressed on the body. Although it was light, it was very warm.

A Yue touched her messy hair and said, "Why don't you sleep anymore? Are you cold?"

Little Star shook her head and spoke softly, "It's not cold, it's very warm, Mom, it's so nice for us to be here." She liked the kang that could keep her warm all night, the warm quilt, playing fun games with her friends, and the priest. The priest was always smiling and good-looking, and would always praise her for being cute when he saw her.

The big tree was sleeping on the other side. It was getting light now and the child could still sleep for a while, but he had to get up and clean up. There were many people in this yard and the toilet was big, so it had to be cleaned every day. They pulled the dirty things they cleaned up to the field and piled them up, and then added fertilizer to the field when the warm season came.

"You two sleep a little longer, I'll get up and pack up. It's cold, you two should put on thick clothes and thick shoes later." He reminded.

Ah Yue sat up and said, "You should also wear something thicker. Light up the stove later. I'll get up and cook some meat porridge for Ah Mu and us."

The big tree agreed, stood on the ground and stretched. This kang is really amazing. Except for a little dry mouth after sleeping on it for a night, I felt refreshed.

He wanted to go see his mother. His mother did not live in the same cave with them, but in a large cave full of old people. He entered the cave and found that the old people inside were all awake and had dressed themselves. Some had already gone out for a stroll in the courtyard.

Yan Zi was still sitting on the kang, drinking hot water from a thermos cup. This thermos cup was exchanged for her by Da Shu. It was magical that the hot water had been in it all night and it was still a little hot to drink now.

Seeing Dashu coming in, Yanzi asked, "What's the matter, little one?" What's the matter that makes you come here so early in the morning? It's not time for dinner yet.

Da Shu looked at her and saw that she seemed to be sleeping well. "It's okay. Let's see if you are used to sleeping with other aunts and uncles."

"I'm used to it, kid. You know, I've injured my right foot. When the rainy season or cold season comes, my whole leg is so cold that I can't sleep. But last night, I felt warm on this kang and fell asleep early." Yan Zi said with a smile. She had only heard them say that kang was a good thing, but when it really came, she realized how good it was.

A woman who was younger than Yan Zi came over and agreed, "Indeed, this quilt is also a good thing, it's soft and doesn't feel like anything when you cover yourself with it, but it's very warm."

She was lying on the kang last night. At first she was not used to the heat and tossed and turned. But at that time, all she could think about was whether the priest was really sent by the mountain god and whether all the food and things he used were good things.

Moreover, those materials have never been seen before.

A few people were chatting and laughing. The stove in the house had been lit. They planned to cook some meat soup to soak corn dumplings. In the past, they would just drink some water and eat some dumplings or steamed buns in the morning. Now that the weather was cold, they didn't have to be busy collecting and drying wild vegetables and fruits, so they naturally had some free time. It would be more comfortable to eat something hot.

"Mom, I've already lit the fire over there. You can go over and help watch it later. If Yue and Xingxing haven't woken up yet, put some noodles and meat into the pot first. They're in the basket at the door." Dashu said to Yan Zi.

Seeing that Yan Zi agreed, he went to the doorway to get a shovel and went to work.

That morning, all the people in the yard gathered together and started praising people in various ways. They praised the kang, then the stove, then the priest, then the priest, and then the quilt. It seemed like everyone had endless words to praise people.

Ah Hua cooked breakfast and went to the small courtyard next door to take a look. Old Man Shi had already gotten up and was carefully arranging the quilt on the kang for himself. This thing was said to be good in the tribe last winter, but for the sake of his child, he didn't want to get involved at all.

But to be honest, he is really old. He wanted to poison Ji Lang before, and he didn't plan to live. If he still didn't sleep on the kang in this cold season, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on. But when it really came to this time, he didn't want to die anymore. He wanted to see how far this evil priest who didn't look like a real person could lead the tribe.

He slept all night last night, but actually he didn't sleep well because it was too hot and he was not used to it. His mouth was a little dry and he was very thirsty. He put the cup on the table outside and didn't bring it in. Usually when he couldn't sleep, he would get up and sit outside for a while, but last night he lay in the warm quilt, and even if he couldn't sleep, he didn't want to get up. He was really comfortable.

Ah Hua entered the room and saw him sitting on the kang in a daze. "What's wrong? Uncle Shi."

Old Man Shi coughed, his throat was really dry, and he said hoarsely, "Hey, this good stuff, but my little boy is not lucky enough to enjoy it."

Ah Hua didn't expect that she would suddenly say this. In fact, she really felt that Ah Cheng's death was not Ji Lang's fault. Putting herself in his shoes, if someone came in the cold season and planned to rob their cave, kill their people, and steal their food, then she would definitely fight to the death with the other party.

She didn't say anything. Old Man Shi had actually come to terms with it by now and continued, "I know Acheng followed the wrong person and it's all his own fault, but I'm old and can only rely on my son to survive. I feel sorry for my son and I'm afraid that I won't be able to survive when I'm old." He sighed, but now, looking at the pumpkins piled in the house, a few bags of dried wild vegetables, two rows of bacon, and the warm kang and stove, he knew that he could survive.

"Uncle Shi, it's best if you can think it through. Ji Lang is not a stingy person. Since he doesn't care about it anymore, it means everything is fine. You should stop thinking about the past. We have to look forward." Ah Hua helped him put on his thick fur coat. "I've boiled some hot water and meat porridge. Let's go over and eat."

Old Man Shi usually ate with them, and even most of the clothes he used were exchanged for his own things by Dayan.

The food in the house was from other hunters, each of whom brought some together. Dayan has been a good boy since he was young, and the ones who followed him are also good. Especially after arriving here, they go out happily every day and cherish the meat they get, no matter whether it is good or bad or big or small.

Ji Lang was also lighting the stove at this moment. It was raining outside and getting colder and colder. The little kids couldn't play outside, so they came to help him grind the cards. Their little hands were frozen red and looked pitiful. So he lit the stove so that he could boil some hot water to make some fruit tea.

"Where are your cups? Have you taken them?" Ji Lang asked Wu Hechuan. The two little ones from Sa Shi's family were still sleeping. They were young and usually slept for a long time. It was not time for them to get up yet, so they could only be quiet for a while at this moment.

Wu pointed to two small bamboo cups on the table and said, "Bring them here."

"Okay, then wipe your hands and have some water first." I don't know why he is so diligent at such a young age. He just wants to be lazy, but these guys urge him to make playing cards every day, even though he doesn't even know what playing cards are.

Wu wiped his own hands, and then took care of the two little ones to wipe their hands clean, and then came over, "Brother Lang, can you make this poker card today?"

"Yes, it's fun. I want to play it too." Xiaoman held the big lid on Jilang's thermos and drank the sweet fruit tea.

Ji Lang's brows twitched, "You've never played it before, what do you know?" He pinched the little guy's cheek. It was chilly, so he had to move the table next to the stove and warm it up by the fire.

"Nothing that father makes is not fun." The little flatterer said with a smile.

Well, Ji Lang likes to hear this. You are such a good talker, say a few more words!

They sat in a row in the room, sharing fruits, and drank two cups of hot fruit tea, which warmed them up. Originally, only Jilang and Xiaoman were polishing the cards, so they were naturally slow. Now with the addition of Wu and Chuan, well... Wu is really awesome, but Chuan, this little guy, is really good at making trouble, and he has ruined several cards.

But it was almost done, 54 pictures, and he even made a few more to prevent mistakes when drawing the patterns.

Jilang used the yellow fruit that Ye had picked up before as paint. After dyeing, he applied a layer of gum sap and waited until it was completely dry before he could play.

However, it was a bit difficult for her to draw patterns. She could only write Arabic numerals, which were relatively easier to recognize. "Da Wang" and "Xiao Wang" were just what they said, one was written with a bigger dot and the other with a smaller dot.

After applying the gum sap, the cards were placed on a wooden board and stood against the wall waiting to dry completely. From time to time, a group of people came to take a look and even wanted to touch them, but they were ruthlessly driven away by Ji Lang. He didn't want the playing cards he had worked so hard to make to be covered with fingerprints of all sizes.