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

Chapter 148: See you again in the cold season 3

Dashu followed Qingjiu and the others out. Ji Lang was a little surprised at first when he didn't see him, but he reacted later. He looked around and saw that except for Grandma Xue and a few young people who carried an old uncle in, the rest were a few old men and women. There were two kangs in the room, and they lived separately.

Ji Lang frowned, thinking about assigning these people to the cave dwellings of young people and letting them take care of them.

But I was rejected as soon as I opened my mouth.

"Priest, it's really okay. We are not too old to move."

"That's what I mean. We old guys can live comfortably together."

"Priest, you are looking down on us by doing this."

"Yes, how come we can't survive without you young people?"

……

Okay, okay, as long as you are happy.

In fact, Ji Lang understood that they didn't want to cause trouble to others.

According to Li and the others, in the past, during the cold season in the tribe, there were always elderly people who felt that they could not survive and that eating food was a waste, so they went on a hunger strike and starved to death, or ran outside and froze to death. Some tribes would even drive the elderly out during the cold season.

In fact, these old men were also worried at the beginning. No tribe was willing to support people who could not hunt and work. But not only did they stay here, but they were also given priority in distributing meat to these old guys, women and children every time. After coming here, the heaviest work they did was to go out to collect firewood. They were not lazy and gluttonous. The dried wild vegetables and fruits piled in the house and the pile of firewood outside the door were all brought back by themselves.

The tribe gave them a lot of meat, but they couldn't eat that much themselves, so they exchanged the pickled meat for some furs. Originally, they wanted to prepare them for the cold season, but later they received quilts and thick clothes, and even made furry hats and shoes for them, but they were reluctant to use them.

After a busy morning, Ji Lang came back feeling thirsty and hungry. He ate a piece of pig's trotter early in the morning. If he wasn't hungry, who would be hungry?

He rushed into the kitchen. There was rice left for him in the pot. He was about to take it out and eat it when Li came in from the yard and said, "Heat it up before eating. You've been away for a long time. The ashes at the bottom of the pot have gone cold." It was cold now, and the ashes could not stay warm for long like before.

Ji Lang wanted to say no, he was too hungry, but when he thought about the cold season, his body was not very strong during the change of seasons, and if he really got sick, he would be the one to suffer.

Meat and other things heat up slowly, but soup heats up quickly. Knowing that Ji Lang must be hungry, Li served him a bowl first.

Ji Lang took two sips of the hot liquid and felt his body warmed up a lot.

While drinking, he told Li about what happened over there. Li shook his head and said, "These people are too careless. It's a good thing they found it early. If the people over there were more careless, something bad would have happened."

"That's right." Ji Lang went to the pot and scooped up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. "Maybe they think I'm young and what I say is nonsense, so they don't trust me."

Sometimes he felt that this man was not omnipotent and he could only do the best he could. If they were willing to suffer, then let them suffer.

He was indeed extremely hungry and ate voraciously. Li told him several times to eat slowly, but he only stopped when he was half full.

His mouth and brain were moving. He felt that the people here still valued the use of force. Hunters like Qing Jiu believed in what they said. As a priest, they seemed to be very respectful to him, but not that obedient. However, he could not do anything about it. He looked at his shoulders, which were not too broad even with his down jacket on. Alas, this was how his life would be.

There were sounds of pounding mortars and chopping meat in the yard, and there were also sounds of talking in the cave where the millstone was placed. These people were busy.

After Ji Lang had eaten and drunk his fill, he came out of the kitchen and saw several people chopping fish and meat in the doorway. He asked curiously, "Aren't you cold? Why are you chopping here?"

"It's okay, the stove is on." Lan said with a smile, pointing to the stove beside her where ready-made fish balls and meatballs were cooking.

She and Sa Shi were in charge of chopping the meat, while Ye mixed the meat, kneaded it into meatballs and put it into the pot. They quickly processed the pork that had just been slaughtered yesterday before it was frozen solid. After all, the cold season is a natural refrigerator, and the meat will not go bad if it is left at the door or in the kitchen.

They were also very quick. When Ji Lang came back, the stove wasn't even out yet. In just the time it took to heat up the rice and eat, the meatballs were all in the pot. Soon the aroma came out. Not only Ji Lang, but even Wu who was playing in the house came out with a group of little ones, and stood by with eager eyes.

"Oh, do I starve you guys every day or what? Your saliva can be used to wash clothes." Sa Shi glanced at his two little guys and said with disgust.

Although he was disgusted, he was also worried that his face would freeze from the saliva. He wiped his hands, dragged the two little kids to the side of the stove, kicked a straw mat over, and asked them to sit down. "Be good and sit here and don't move. If you get burned or scalded, I'll beat you up."

Jilang: ...

What a mother! Only a mother would do this.

"Hello, Am." Tao An and Tao Rong responded, sat obediently on the cushions, and looked at the flickering fire in the stove curiously.

After taking care of the two little ones, Sa Shi called Wu, Xiaoman and Chuan over. The older ones were okay. Although they also looked greedy, at least they didn't drool.

"Don't make trouble, understand?"

They were very afraid of Sa Shi, so they nodded obediently.

A few naughty little guys have now turned into little quails, and Ji Lang couldn't help but laugh.

Since he had nothing to do, he went to the kitchen, got some small potatoes, and roasted them on the stove.

He moved the stone mortar that Ye had placed beside him, looked at the yellow crumbs of varying sizes inside, and asked while helping to pound them, "What is this?"

"Ah, these are dried mushrooms. I mashed them into powder and added them to the meat to make meatballs. They are very fragrant. They can also be used when cooking." Ye explained to him.

Is it still possible? Ji Lang admired Ye a little bit. No, it should be said that he has always admired Ye. If someone like this could cook delicious food and had his own ideas in the past world, he would be very popular wherever he went.

Time flies when you are busy. Throughout the day, we not only boiled the meatballs, but also fried them and smelted the pork. The happiest ones should be the little ones. They ate fish balls, meat balls, radish balls, roasted potatoes, roasted pumpkins, and finally fried oil residue all day long.

It smells delicious when I go to sleep at night.

Ji Lang poked Xiaoman's little face. It was so soft. He was sleeping soundly and wouldn't wake up easily.

"You slept well." Ji Lang sighed, then turned off the light and got into bed. He felt empty inside, and he didn't know how long it would take him to come back from patrolling the territory, or whether he had encountered any danger.

When Qingjiu was not around, he always slept soundly. He would either wake up from a dream or for no apparent reason throughout the night. This happened several times, which made him a little annoyed. It seemed as if he could not live without that person. Is it really that serious?

People are so contradictory. No matter how much they think about it, they still can't fall asleep.

I simply got up and lit the stove, so that the house would be warmer when daybreak comes, and the kids can play directly in the house.

During dinner last night, Xishi and Jilang discussed and decided to kill a few male goats first. After all, there were more people during this cold season. Although there was a lot of firewood piled up, they were still a little unsure. These goats either ate hay or corn stalks, so killing them early could save some firewood.

But I still have to ask Qingjiu to catch a few more lambs. Otherwise, with just these few, I feel that they will gradually become the result of inbreeding, and the lambs born may not be healthy. Although it doesn't matter if they are eaten as meat, I always feel a little uneasy if I don't do it.

The cut mutton is hung in the pottery kiln, which is their big refrigerator in the cold season.

Jilang yawned while working.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Ye asked him.

Jiro nodded.

"Are you worried about Qingjiu?" Ye smiled. When Zhou went to exchange salt, he was also worried. At that time, he didn't live with Zhou yet, and he slept next to his father. His father was in poor health and slept lightly at night. He could wake him up by just turning over. After a few times, he didn't dare to move even if he couldn't sleep. He just kept his eyes open and looked at the darkening room. He couldn't hold back and fell asleep every time. He thought he would get used to it slowly and fall asleep slowly, but during those few full months, he didn't sleep well every day.

"Well, logically speaking, they have been out there for so many years, there's nothing to worry about. But every time they go out for several days and don't come back, it makes people worried." Ji Lang did not deny it and spoke frankly. He didn't know why, but he felt that Ye was very trustworthy. There were some things in his heart that he couldn't say in front of others, but when he talked to Ye, he didn't feel any burden at all.

Ye knew that if he let people rest now, they probably wouldn't be able to rest well, so he had to find something to do. He saw some unfrozen mutton hanging on the wall, "Didn't you say that mutton skewers are delicious? Tell me how to make them, and we'll grill them and eat them later."

The two began to think about new food.

Qing Jiu and his companions who were outside did not have a smooth journey this time. They were supposed to be able to return in two days and one night, but last night they had found a cave and were preparing to rest when the dogs surrounding the cave suddenly barked. Qing Jiu leaned against the cliff wall with a knife in his hand and looked out.

Xiaoying next to him suddenly whispered, "A group of wild animals are surrounding us."

Qing Jiu, "Can you tell me what it is?"

Xiaoying shook her head, "It's not big, and its steps are very light."

Qing Jiu thought for a moment, then pinched a snowball on the ground outside the cave and threw it hard towards the place where there was movement.

There was immediately a rustling noise over there.

"More than twenty." Xiaoying said.

There are only nine of them in total, including Liefeng and the others. No one has to face more than two unknown preys, which is not easy to deal with.

Qing Jiu called Liefeng and the two puppies to the entrance of the cave, and moved the fire that was originally lit inside a little further outside. These wild animals are generally afraid of fire, but such a large group of them may not be scared away.

He took out the wooden spear and fired twice at the place where there was movement. There was still the sound of someone running, but it was obvious that they did not run away and were still circling around.

Guo Qi also came over and said, "Go eat something first. We've been running around all day. I guess these things won't dare to come over now. Let's pretend to sleep and see what they plan to do next."

Qing Jiu nodded. The entrance to this cave was small, so even if that group of things came to attack, they would have no problem guarding the entrance.

He took out a few cakes from the bag on his back and placed them by the fire to heat them, otherwise they would be too hard to bite.

Dashu also came over, took a look outside, and said in confusion, "It looks like a yellow jackal." He had encountered this creature before around his tribe. It was very cunning and ferocious, and would even steal human prey, but generally would not attack humans.

"Do you know this?" Qing Jiu asked him.

Dashu told everyone what he knew.

"So according to what you said, something's not right. Why are they suddenly attacking us?" Xiaoying was a little confused.

Others were equally puzzled.

At this time, a man walked out of the cave, holding something in his hand, "I think I know why."

He held up what he had in his hand and showed it to everyone.

A yellowish cub with ruffled fur and dark eyes did not look afraid at all. Instead, he looked at these people with curiosity.

……

They lived in someone else's jackal's den and even captured one of its cubs. They must be surrounded.

"Um, do you think it's okay for us to send the cubs away now?" Dashu said with some guilt.

Xiaoying glanced at him and said with a guilty conscience, "I don't think so."

But this is a bit strange. Although Xiaoying's perception ability is not as good as Xishi's, it is much stronger than others. Plus, there are a few dogs. How could they not detect the breath in this cave?

But in fact, Gouzi and Xiaoying were so cold that their noses were a little dull. Plus, the yellow jackals had just arrived at the cave. A few of them that were originally guarding the outside of the cave were frightened by the noise of this group of people and ran away. This awkward scene was caused by accident.

It's rare that a group of people have a feeling of not knowing where to go.

"So what should we do now?" Da Shu scratched his head and asked helplessly.

Qing Jiu was silent for a moment, "Forget it, let's take a rest first, and don't kill that kid."

He also had to think about it. This time he came out mainly for patrol. If there were only a few of them, then even if a conflict occurred it would not be a big deal. He had the ability and strength to ensure that these people could go back the same way they came out.

But for a large group of more than twenty people, all he could guarantee was to lead everyone out, but he couldn't guarantee that everything would be fine.

Therefore, it is right to try to avoid conflicts first. He is not an impulsive person, nor is he the type to risk the safety of others to show off his strength.

When going out hunting, not everyone really rests during rest time. At this moment, Qing Jiu and another hunter are squatting at the entrance of the cave, and several dogs are barking vigilantly at the outside. It is obvious that those guys are still there and are slowly approaching.