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

Chapter 151: See you again in the cold season 6

The two looked at each other guiltily and ran away immediately. If the little guy found out, he would definitely howl to the sky.

Although he was frightened by the big wooden stick at first, after thinking about it carefully, Qing Jiu was not a person who could not take things lightly, so he just let him do it.

In the kitchen, Li and his friends were peeling freshly dug bamboo shoots. Ji Lang called them, "Come and have some broth. This broth is so delicious."

Sa Shi jumped up, took a look at the still steaming broth, and shouted in surprise, "You also put meatballs in it?"

Oh, that's embarrassing, I was caught stealing the meatballs.

Fortunately, the others just laughed it off and didn't point it out.

He had a loving fatherly heart. After all, Xiaoman was old enough to go to primary school, but she was still very small, especially when standing next to the larger Guo Qi. She was not even as tall as a scallion. Chuan was more than a reincarnation smaller than Xiaoman, but now he was half a head taller than Xiaoman. Ji Lang was really worried.

Why isn't this little brat growing at all? He eats a lot, and I cook bone soup for him from time to time. Last winter, Xiaoman got tired of drinking bone soup.

Ji Lang had nothing to do, so he sat down and helped them peel bamboo shoots. These people were already very experienced. They took a knife and cut some from the side, and then circled the bamboo shoots in their hands to separate the bamboo shoots inside. Ji Lang also learned it last winter, and although his hands were not used to it and he was a little slower this time, he was not as helpless as before.

"Xiao Lang is becoming more and more skilled at his work." Li said with a smile. "Why haven't I seen you tinkering with your tools this winter?"

Ji Lang waved his hands, "We have already made what we need to make. It's boring to make that thing every day. I'll see who wants to learn this. Then they can learn from me. If they want something in the future, they can just find a ready-made one to exchange for it."

He really thought so. He would slowly teach others what he knew. He couldn't just hold on to it and monopolize it.

After working for a while, Ji Lang picked out the bones and poured them into the dogs' food bowls. The dogs immediately came over and started chewing on them. Their teeth were so sharp that Ji Lang's teeth felt sore just by hearing it.

Liefeng taught them well, and Damao, Ermao and Sanmao stopped guarding their food. Unfortunately, Damao was not here at the moment, so they missed a meal. Ermao's ears must have been covered with snow, which melted and then froze to the hair beside their ears. Jilang reached out and picked it off bit by bit.

After he finished checking Ermao, he helped Liefeng and Sanmao to check. Liefeng had a lot of experience in going out in cold seasons, so there was nothing on him. However, Ermao and Sanmao had small ice balls on their ears, tails, and stomachs, which he had cleaned up one by one. Thinking that there were still a few bones in the house that had not been cleaned up and Qingjiu had not returned yet, Ji Lang went into the house to clean them up, and took the dogs to the next yard.

It’s a good time to go and see Damao.

The gate of the yard next door was wide open. After Ji Lang went in, he felt it was very quiet. Even the hunters who usually sat outside the cave working were not there. When he entered the yard, Da Mao rushed over and rubbed against him. Ji Lang put a few bones he brought for it on the ground. Liefeng and the others sat beside and watched, without fighting for them. Ermao and Sanmao occasionally raised their paws a little restlessly, but were all driven away by Liefeng's low bark.

There was a large crowd in the yard again, almost all of them gathered together, the scene was really spectacular. Ji Lang went over, and when the people nearby saw it was him, they quickly made way for him. He then walked in to see what was going on in the middle.

There was a mat on the ground, and Xiaobei and Xiaohei lay on it, crying out "ouch, ouch".

Dashu held the big wooden stick that Jilang had seen before, and stood in front of Qingjiu with a smile, "Chief, we have already fought."

"Well, if they still don't accept, then keep beating them until they accept. But we have a deal, even if they get paralyzed today, we still have to go digging bamboo shoots tomorrow." Qing Jiu's voice didn't contain any emotion, but after hearing that, no one dared to raise any other objections.

Qing Jiu naturally saw Ji Lang and walked up to him in two steps, "Why are you here?"

Ji Lang glanced at the two people on the ground and said, "You haven't come back for a long time. I'm afraid you've beaten someone to death."

The two were obviously talking about very ordinary things, but for some reason Da Shu always felt that if he spoke at this moment, he might break something.

I can only choose to shut up silently.

Finally, the two men said to the tree, "From now on, you will keep an eye on these two people. If they don't dig enough bamboo shoots every day, they are not allowed to come back. But the bamboo shoots they dig are theirs. If you want them, you can exchange them with them, but you can't rob or exchange them by force."

Dashu was of course willing to do so, otherwise he wouldn't know how to deal with these two lazy guys.

Liefeng and the others played here and went back at night. Ji Lang didn't call them and walked back hand in hand with Qingjiu.

"I thought you just came here to give them a lecture, why did you actually hit them? Didn't you say you wanted to scare them?" Ji Lang asked.

Qing Jiu, "I didn't beat him. When I arrived, Dashu was already shouting that he wanted to beat him. He was the one who brought Xiaobei here, so he wanted to teach him a lesson. Later, Grandma Xue also said that Xiaohei should be included." Then the two men were pressed to the ground and spanked.

Xiao Hei came from the Snow Mountain Tribe. He was usually quiet and had little presence, but when he got here he started to act cunning and sneaky. Grandma Xue lectured him several times behind people's backs, but this guy just wouldn't learn his lesson, so he was punished.

After thinking about it, Qing Jiu told Ji Lang about what he had discovered when he was patrolling the territory last time. After all, he was the leader and Ji Lang was the priest, and there were some important matters that they must discuss first.

"You mean you have found traces of other tribes?" Ji Lang was shocked. Why is the population density in this deep mountain forest higher than he imagined? He thought there were only the Baiyun tribe and them in this area.

Qing Jiu nodded. He did not tell everyone that he was coming back. When he was outside, he also told those who followed him to do what they should do when they came back and not to tell anyone about it, which would make people panic. After all, it was not good news for any tribe to find out that there were other tribes around their own tribe during the cold season. Once the cold season lasted too long and food was scarce, conflicts would arise between tribes.

"But they probably didn't find us. It was Liefeng and Xiaoying who noticed the traces we left after our patrol." Qing Jiu said.

Ji Lang was full of questions. "Didn't you notice it last winter? Or didn't you notice it when you went out hunting before?"

Qing Jiu shook his head. "Maybe it's a tribe that just moved here. Or maybe... their power is expanding and they want to expand their territory."

"Should we tell other people about this?" Ji Lang felt that he had to tell them, but Qing Jiu didn't mention this matter after he came back, so he must have his own ideas. Ji Lang wanted to hear what he said.

“I’ll find a chance to talk to him. Brother Guo is impatient. If you tell him, he’ll definitely want to go out and find out what’s going on. There are people from several tribes mixed here. When we’re busy and there’s no shortage of food, there won’t be any conflicts. But once we start to have free time, everyone will have a sense of crisis and conflicts will arise. We have to stabilize the tribe first, otherwise, if we really encounter an attack from other tribes, we’ll be a mess and be defeated with one blow.” Qing Jiunan had no choice but to say so much. Even when he was with Ji Lang, he talked the most to Ji Lang.

I don't know when it started snowing again, the wind blew the snowflakes everywhere, and it stung slightly when they hit my face.

Qing Jiu stopped and helped Ji Lang pull up the fur hat on his clothes. The hat was a bit big, and after putting it on, Ji Lang's eyes were completely covered. He reached out to pull it off, "Don't wear it anymore, go back quickly, and wear this so you can't see the road clearly."

"It's okay." Before Qing Jiu finished his words, he squatted sideways, carried Ji Lang on his back, and walked back quickly.

Ji Lang swung his legs happily and leaned his head on Qing Jiu's broad shoulders with full trust. Sometimes he would wonder if he and Qing Jiu were progressing too fast, as if they had just realized each other's feelings and quickly revealed them, and then naturally got together and lived the life of an old married couple from then on.

But it’s better this way, so we don’t waste time arguing with each other.

He is very satisfied with his current life. Although there are always accidents, big and small, he has a lover, a family, children, and even a tribe, and in the future he will have a city.

The wind was very strong, blowing through the valley, and the sound echoed, which sounded cold. But even through the thick clothes, Ji Lang still felt that Qing Jiu's body was warm, making his body and heart warm.

It was only a few steps away, and no matter how much they spent together, they returned quickly. The doorway had been tidied up, smoke was coming out of the kitchen chimney, and voices could be heard from inside, so they must have been cooking dinner.

Several kids were playing hopscotch in the cleaned area of ​​the yard. Only little Tao Rong was squatting aside. He looked very small and a little pitiful.

Ji Lang slid down from Qingjiu's back, nudged Qingjiu with his elbow, and said with a smirk, "Look at that position, that's her snowman." He didn't dare to speak too loudly and deliberately lowered his voice.

Qing Jiu had a rare guilty look on his face. He didn't say much and went into the house.

“Hahaha, your expression is so rare.” Ji Lang followed him into the house, holding his stomach and laughing.

"Don't be so cold." Qing Jiu was helpless. He used to think he was fearless, but after meeting Ji Lang, he became worried about Ji Lang and gradually developed a fear. He was afraid that this man would suddenly die one day, that he would not be comfortable here, and that he would not have enough food or warm clothes. He wanted to give this man the best of everything he had as much as possible.

But now he is really afraid of these two little brats from his sister's family.

The one with the loudest crying voice could be heard over two mountains. And the little ones were very vindictive. They knew one thing and kept repeating it over and over again. I don’t know how they have such a good memory.

The door curtain was lifted and Xiaoman ran in. His thermos cup was placed on the small table. He might have been thirsty from playing, as he held the cup and gulped down several gulps.

After drinking the water, he didn't go out. Instead, he stayed close to Ji Lang, with a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself. Ji Lang wanted to laugh again.

"What's wrong? Why do you have that expression?" Ji Lang asked him.

The little fellow pursed his lips tightly, his eyes rolling around, and waved with his little hands like a thief, "Father, come here."

Ji Lang squatted down, tilted his head and put his ear close to the little guy. The little guy's breath blew on his ear, making it itchy.

"Tao Rong's little snowman is broken." He lowered his voice and looked at Qing Jiu, "I saw that it was you and Qing who broke it."

Jilang: ...

What is me and Qing? It’s obviously just Qing. Don’t drag me into this.

"But I didn't tell her. Don't be afraid. She cried so loudly that we said it was the wind that broke her, and then she stopped crying." The little guy continued.

Guilty Ji Lang said, "Well done son, you are really smart, but when did you see it?"

The little guy was praised and swayed on the spot happily.

It was just a coincidence. He woke up and had to pee urgently. As soon as he opened the door curtain, he saw Qing Jiu taking the pot from Ji Lang's hand, and Ji Lang pulled out the wooden stick that was poking at the "snowman".

"You have to keep this a secret and not let the little one know about it. Do you understand?" Ji Lang quickly reminded his loud-mouthed kid.

Xiaoman covered her mouth with her hands and nodded.

I always feel that this kid is unreliable. How unlucky! How could he have seen it?

After dinner, Ji Lang didn't dare to look at little Tao Rong. Although he didn't cry loudly, the little guy's eyes and nose were red from anxiety because his "snowman" friend was gone. He looked a little pitiful.

Ji Lang quickly turned his face away, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.

The next day, it was almost dark, and Ji Lang was in the doorway tidying up the straw mat that had been messed up by several dogs and red pandas, when someone outside shouted, "Priest!"

After opening the door, Dashu was standing outside, followed by Xiaobei and Xiaohei, who were carrying baskets on their backs.

"Priest, I'll bring them here for you to see." Dashu said, waving his hand to signal them to put down the bamboo baskets on their backs. Ji Lang took a look inside and saw that the basket was mostly empty, not full, but not bad either.

However, "You don't have to show it to me. Just dig it up yourself and take it back to eat." Ji Lang said.

Dashu looked at the two of them and said nothing.

Xiao Bei had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Priest, can we exchange two baskets of bamboo shoots for a thick quilt? We'll also give you what we dig up tomorrow." He knew that if he and Xiao Hei's baskets were put together, only one basket would be full, so he quickly added.

There was no other way. Before, when the other people sleeping on the kang exchanged for Jilang's thick quilt, Xiaobei and Xiaohei shamelessly used their quilts to cover themselves. It was a big quilt anyway, so it didn't matter for them to cover themselves with it. Plus with the furs they had saved up, although it wasn't warm at night, they never felt cold.

But they were beaten yesterday, and Dashu also said that they were not allowed to use the quilts for them in the future. If they wanted a thick quilt, they could go and get something else to exchange it for.

When they went to bed, the kang was still warm, but in the second half of the night, it was not so warm anymore, and the leaky fur quilt they were covering themselves with started to feel cold. The two people at the back were so cold that they could not fall asleep. They could only sit up and squat on the kang, watching the others sleeping soundly.