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

Chapter 153: See you again in the cold season 8

"Brother Guo, think about it. Even if she doesn't give birth to a baby, it's a good thing that Sister Lan is in better health and doesn't feel so uncomfortable most of the time." Ji Lang helped the two of them sweep the ground powder into the bag.

After all, it was a stone mill, so neither corn flour nor bean flour could be ground so finely, but pumpkin could be ground very finely. Ye followed the guide given by Ji Lang and made fried pumpkin cakes, which she put sugar and dried fruits in. Everyone liked them very much.

They were sweet and soft, and Ji Lang felt a little sick of them after eating a few. However, Qing Jiu and Guo Qi ate more than ten in one go.

Ji Lang had always had a stereotype that such big guys would not like to eat sweet and sour things, but in fact, in addition to meat, they would eat snacks such as dried fruits, candy, popcorn, and roasted chestnuts from time to time.

Even carry some in your pocket when you go out.

After listening to Ji Lang's words, Guo Qi Ye nodded. It was indeed true. Being healthy is more important than anything else.

The three of them were busy, and Li called them from outside to eat first.

Breakfast was still the most common bone soup with pancakes, in a bowl that was almost as big as Jilang’s head. The big eaters could eat three big bowls, and the small eaters could also have one bowl.

Ji Lang reached out and touched Xiaoman's round belly. How could he eat such a big bowl of food so fast without worrying about getting bloated?

Xiaoman laughed and swayed from side to side, trying to avoid Ji Lang's "magic claws". "Father, haha, it's so itchy, don't touch my belly."

"Okay, okay, stop laughing like that, or you'll get a stitch in the side." Ji Lang pulled the twisted little guy onto his lap and let him sit on his lap. There wasn't much meat on his little butt, and he didn't know where it went after eating so much.

Ji Lang asked him, "What delicious food do you want to eat recently? Father will prepare it for you." The winter season is a bit boring. You can't go out. Your hands and feet are cold after working for a while. It's very boring. You have to find something to do.

"Fried chicken, ketchup and French fries." The little guy immediately started ordering, his mouth was shiny and saliva was already coming out.

Not to mention Xiaoman, even the two kids from Sashi's family were squatting by the dining table, eating the last bit of broth in their bowls. When they heard about fried chicken, their four ears stood up, their eyes widened, and they immediately came over, shouting like they were cheering, "Fried chicken! Fried chicken!!!" "French fries! French fries!!!"

"Okay, okay, go back and finish your meal. We'll have fried chicken nuggets in the afternoon." Ji Lang hurriedly coaxed them to go back. The two guys ate like they were fighting a war, with food all over the place. They had been like this before. When their clothes got dirty, they would just wipe them and continue wearing them. It was so cold, and Sa Shi was too lazy to change or wash their clothes every day. Later, Ji Lang couldn't stand it anymore, so he found Lan and Ahua and asked them to help make a few lunch bags for the two kids. They didn't have to make them very delicately, just enough to prevent them from making a mess of their clothes.

The lunch bag was made of the outer layer of a windbreaker. It was dirt-proof but could not get stuck to anything. The two of them were moving around so vigorously that Ji Lang felt that the rice crumbs were flying on his face.

The two little kids went back obediently and continued to struggle with the rice in their small wooden bowls.

The children all used wooden and bamboo bowls. They were not well behaved when eating and often moved around. If they were not careful, the bowls would fall to the ground. This was both wasteful and dangerous, so I simply made a few more wooden bowls for them.

The chicken coops and duck coops are placed together. Ji Lang usually lets them out to walk around in the cave. After the cold season, he sometimes even doesn't close the door of the duck pen. However, these guys are afraid of the cold, so they either stay in the cages to keep warm or hide in the pile of dry grass.

Ji Lang took a look around and decided to keep 4 females and 2 males, and killed the rest. The female pheasants were really ugly with their grayish look, and sometimes they could not be seen even when squatting in the haystack. But the male pheasants were really good-looking, with tails that could be up to one meter long. Every time the chickens were killed, the children and women in the family would scramble for their tails. When asked what they were going to use them for, they all said they were for decoration. But Ji Lang had never seen what they were used for.

Half of the slaughtered chicken is used to fry chicken nuggets, and the rest is saved to make soup for the family members who are in poor health, so that they can also recover.

In the afternoon, they ate the fried chicken and French fries they had been craving for. The kids were all very happy. Ji Lang also called the kids from the next yard over. They were all excited and happy. They surrounded Ji Lang and flattered him, saying that the priest was the best, the priest was so handsome, and the priest was the best priest. Even the lackeys came to give Ji Lang a back and leg massage. This was a rare treatment, and Ji Lang was enjoying it happily.

I don’t know why fried chicken and French fries are so attractive to children.

The two little girls who usually don't talk much came to Ji Lang. Xiao Xingxing and Xiao Liu each took one of them and massaged Ji Lang's shoulders.

"Priest, your face is so white and beautiful. Can I touch it?" Little Star suddenly said.

Ji Lang raised an eyebrow. This little guy was usually quiet, but the moment he opened his mouth he actually wanted to "take advantage of him"!

People's hearts are not the same as they used to be! He sighed in his heart and said helplessly, "You can touch it."

Her little hands were a little rough and thin, not like the tender hands of a child. There were cuts on the palms that appeared at some unknown time, and the backs of her hands were red with frostbite.

She poked Jilang's face lightly with her little finger, and found it very funny, so she started giggling.

Ji Lang, however, found it difficult to laugh. He gently held her little hand and looked at Xiao Liu's hands again. They were all the same. Most of the people around him had frostbite on their hands, and some were even broken and bleeding. Ji Lang felt uncomfortable seeing this.

"Why are you outside when your hands are so frozen? Don't you have pockets on your clothes and gloves?" Ji Lang asked them.

Xiaopang washed his nose and said, "It's okay. It's like this every winter. We are used to it. It's not convenient to work with it in the pocket."

It's so cold, there's no need for these little kids to work.

Ji Lang remembers that when he was a child, he was playful one year and played in the snow outside with his friends in the village every day. He was frozen and his hands were itchy and painful. His grandmother boiled radish slices and applied them to his hands for a long time every day, saying that this would prevent the frostbite from recurring. Otherwise, frostbite would recur every year and it was very painful.

He followed his grandmother's method and cooked a pot of radish slices, and gave one to each of the little radish heads. Among the children in the neighboring yard, Xiaopang had the worst frostbite on his hands. He had no relatives around him, and the people here only took care of the children, just to feed them and keep them warm, and usually didn't take care of these things.

The others are more or less being taken care of, so they are better off.

Ji Lang put a big carrot slice on each of their hands and warned them, "It may be a little hot, bear with it for a while, otherwise it won't heal."

The little guys actually felt that it was quite comfortable to be pressed against the stove, so they sat obediently. The fire inside was not out yet, so they were not cold at all.

Among them, only Wu, Xiaoman, and Hechuan had good hands. Ji Lang asked Wu to help watch over them and replace the radish slices with warm ones if they got cold. He went to his room to look for something.

He had used up a lot of facial cleanser before, but he didn't know where it went. He had to go look for it and give a bottle to each of Xiaopang and the others, and then distribute it to the yard here. The rest would be kept for anyone who wanted to come and exchange it with him later.

When the kids got the facial oil, they were curious. They squeezed out a little and smelled it. It smelled nice and a little strange. Ji Lang asked them to apply a little on their faces and bodies after washing their faces in the morning and evening, so that they would not get frostbite easily.

He even asked them to advertise his facial oil, "If anyone wants to try it after you take it back, let them try it. If they want it, let them come to me to exchange it. When you run out of yours, come back to me for more. Got it?"

A group of little guys holding facial oil followed Feng's butt as if he were some treasure and were sent back.

Sure enough, early the next morning, after Jilang had finished his meal and was about to go see the rabbits that were forced to live with the chickens and ducks, Dashu came with a few people. They brought some dried fruits and grass seeds that Jilang had never seen before, which could be eaten like melon seeds, as a small snack. They also brought some small bamboo containers, and came to exchange facial oil with Jilang.

Several girls exchanged a bottle each, and Dashu also helped several boys in the hunting team exchange a few bottles.

They looked at it for a long time, unable to let it go, before leaving happily.

"Did you use this or that to apply facial oil last night?" A Yue asked A Hua.

"I have used it. I also used it when I came here in my last reincarnation. It feels moist and comfortable after I wash my face and apply it on it. It doesn't feel tight or uncomfortable at all." Ah Hua said. In fact, she had wanted to ask Ji Lang if this thing could be replaced before, but there were always big and small things that happened, and she forgot about it as soon as she was delayed.

Ah Yue held up the small plastic jar in her hand and looked at it against the light. "I don't know how this little thing is made. It's so delicate. I used a little bit of it last night. When I woke up in the morning, my face felt very comfortable and it smelled good."

Da Shu also came over and said, "Yes, this small jar feels light in my hand. It would be great if it could be used to make other things, such as storing wild vegetables or grains. It would definitely be lighter than a pottery jar."

After he finished speaking, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good idea. He had already made up his mind to tell Ji Lang about this matter next time.

Here, Ji Lang was curiously looking at the small green bean-like thing in his hand. The color was gray with dark patterns, and it looked a little familiar. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but after thinking about it for a long time, he really had no impression. This feeling was very uncomfortable, just like a tail flashed by, but he couldn't catch it or touch it no matter what.

He cracked it and chewed it twice. It was too small, tasteless and difficult to crack, so he put it aside. But after a while, he couldn't help but pick up two and cracked them again. By the time he realized what was happening, the small handful in his hand had been finished.

Hey, it's quite addictive, just like melon seeds.

It’s a pity that I haven’t found melon seeds yet, otherwise I would fry a pot of them, sit next to the stove, and eat them while chatting. I’ll get angry very quickly.

Qing Jiugang and Guo Qi just came back from the fields. They carried the manure they had accumulated over the past two days to the fields. It was too cold now, so they had to clean the sheep and duck pens every one or two days, otherwise they would be frozen hard and could not be shoveled.

The stove heated up water, and Ji Lang poured some for him, asking him to wash his hands and face. Perhaps because Ji Lang looked so pitiful just now, sitting by the stove in a daze, Qing Jiu covered his face with a hot towel and said in a muffled voice, "Do you want to go dig bamboo shoots with us today?"

Ji Lang was stunned for two seconds before he reacted, "You asked me to go with you?" He was not exaggerating. The main reason was that after he went out last winter and came back to lie down for three days, Qing Jiu no longer wanted to take him out. It was not because she disliked him, but because she felt sorry for him. The snow outside was so thick that sometimes half of your leg was buried when you stepped down. Ji Lang had never walked on such a road, especially a mountain road. He really stumbled with every step and could fall in the snow at any time along the way. He himself mentioned that he was afraid to go out now.

"I'll carry you up and down the mountain, and you just need to follow the footprints we left behind." Qing Jiu had already figured out how to go.

"Why do you suddenly want to take me out?" Ji Lang was quite surprised. Usually he was the one who yelled, but this time he actually took the initiative to bring it up.

Qing Jiu looked at him. This guy was always tinkering with some strange tools last winter. At that time, he had something to do every day and it seemed that he was not as bored as he is now.

"You seem to be very bored, so I'll take you out for some fresh air." Qing Jiu said.

Ji Lang's eyes lit up a little, "Okay, it's a bit boring indeed. By the way, do you want to go down the mountain on skis? I can use that if it's convenient."

"The snow is not very smooth right now. Let's wait for a while." Qing Jiu had used it a lot last winter and had summed up his experience. Only when the snow becomes thicker and smoother, the ski board will be more useful.

The two of them packed up and decided to set off without delay. As soon as they walked out of the door, Sa Shi, who was dressed warmly and carrying a large bamboo basket, immediately shouted, "Ji Lang, you are going too. Can you do it? Do you want my brother to carry you?"

It’s not that she looked down on Ji Lang, it’s just that the snowy mountain road was really hard to walk on when she was not used to it. She fell a lot but gradually became proficient.

Jilang: ...

"It's your brother who carried me."

Guo Qi stayed behind to guard the house today. Qing Jiu brought Ji Lang, Xi Shi and Sa Shi, followed by A Zhou and a few dogs. The two red pandas squatted in the bamboo basket behind Xi Shi. They had gotten used to being carried around. After all, it was the same last winter. Although they found bamboo shoots quickly, they dug them slowly. It was busy walking in the snow, and sometimes they froze to death while digging because it was too cold. They were also easily suffocated by the thick snow underneath. So now they could cooperate with these people to dig bamboo shoots. As long as they got to the place, they would come down and dig a few times where there were bamboo shoots, and these people would dig them out quickly.