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

"Okay, it should be that there is a crack in its leg bone that has not healed well. I will go out to pick some herbs for it then. You can also feed it some fish meat if you catch fish over there, or you can grind the fish bones into powder and feed it to it." As she spoke, she stood up and took out a handful of dried wild vegetables from the jar beside her and handed them to Ji Lang.

"Eating this grass can help your bones grow faster."

Ji Lang took it and looked at it. It was just an ordinary wild vegetable.

When talking about Damao, Grandma Xue's usually dull face broke into smiles several times, and it can be seen that she really likes dogs. Ji Lang even wanted to give Ermao or Sanmao to her, but he only thought about it for a moment. After all, he had raised them from childhood to adulthood, so what was the difference between them and his own children? He still couldn't bear to give them up. Moreover, if he really gave them away, the younger ones in the family, especially Xiaoman, would probably make a big fuss with him.

Sometimes, Ji Lang really felt that Xiaoman treated the dogs as his brothers.

……

It was a sin, how could he think of his own son like that.

But if you pick up a dog later or if the dogs at home give birth to puppies, you can give her one.

The two talked for a while and agreed that after the apes were dealt with, they would go out together to dig herbs. At that time, Grandma Xue would take Ji Lang to identify the types of herbs.

When Ji Lang brought Xiaoman back, Qingjiu and the others were sharpening their knives in the outer courtyard. The newly forged weapons were still a little blunt and needed to be sharpened, which was a laborious and meticulous job.

Maybe they had seen these people slaughtering sheep and pigs with knives before, and seeing these shiny weapons, some sheep didn't even dare to stay under the tree. They huddled at the door of the sheepfold, shivering and bleating from time to time.

Little Tao Rong, who came out to play with Xishi, followed along.

The little voice is so cute.

Little Tao An was also sitting under the tree, with no expression on his face. He was much calmer than the lively little Tao Rong.

Every time Ji Lang saw him, he would always wonder if this was the legendary nephew who resembled his uncle.

After all, this serious little face has a mysterious look, which is really similar to the usually silent Qing Jiu.

There are bugs on the trees from time to time. The "locals" are used to it, but Ji Lang, an "outsider", can never get used to it, so he built a shed on the wooden block under the tree, which can not only provide shade but also prevent bugs or leaves falling from the tree.

Ji Lang went over and sat next to the two kids and touched their chubby little faces. The children's skin was so smooth and tender, and it felt really good.

They are not the squeamish type and are not afraid of being pinched on the face by Ji Lang. Little Tao Rong even laughed at Ji Lang and sprayed his saliva all over Ji Lang's hand.

He didn't mind, rubbing it randomly on the wooden block, and said with a smile, "You are a little girl, why are you so unreserved?"

Xishi, who was sharpening a knife, also laughed when he heard it. He thought that this girl was just like her mother. She probably didn't even know what modesty meant.

After the heavy rain, the climate was not so hot anymore. It was cool to stay in the shade. Xiaoman also sat under the tree with Jilang and spread out her hands to show the two little kids the little flowers she had just picked on the road.

Xiaoman is a child who likes to share. He is usually reluctant to play with or eat the toys and snacks that Ji Lang gives him, but he will share them with his friends when they play together. He is unwilling to give him more when Ji Lang wants to give him more.

"Give me a gift~" Little Tao Rong shouted, pointing at the purple flower in Xiaoman's hand.

Xiaoman showed her the flower and said, "It's Huahua."

But he didn't give the flower to little Tao Rong. The little girl was curious about everything. She would put anything she saw into her mouth. Although the flower looked pretty, it was not edible.

It was the first warm season after the two little guys Tao An and Tao Rong were born. At first they were too young to walk. Later they encountered a drought. The adults were busy looking for food outside every day and running around for survival. They had no time to take them out to play. They only recently started to follow them from the inner courtyard to play outside, and they are very curious about everything outside.

When they were born, there was no shortage of food and drink in the tribe. Sa Shi had enough milk, as well as flour and flour. In addition, they were not exposed to cold, so the two babies grew up chubby, especially little Tao An, who was round and chubby when he was born, and looked very cute.

Xiaoman sat between the two babies and looked not much older than them.

Alas, this child eats and drinks a lot every day, and his temperament is much more cheerful than before, but why can't he grow well? Xiaochuan from Guoqi's family is now much taller than Xiaoman.

"What are you thinking about?" Qing Jiu came over at some point and squatted beside them. Next to them were two baskets of tanned furs. After the furs were collected, they would be trimmed, dried and stored to be made into clothes during the cold season.

Seeing him coming, Ji Lang asked him, "Is Xiaoman's biological father Ying Jiu tall? Is he strong? And is his mother very thin?" Ji Lang always thought that height, weight and body shape didn't matter, as long as the child was happy. But now he really became a father. He wished that his Ji Xiaoman would be tall and strong and become the most powerful hunter in the tribe.

Qing Jiu didn't expect that he would suddenly ask about these two people. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was silent for a while and said, "Ying Jiu is about the same height as Guo Ge, but not as strong as Guo Ge. His Amu is very thin, but not short."

That woman looked inconspicuous, but her eyes were full of ambition.

Hearing him say this, Ji Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was no problem with the genes, it would be fine. Maybe there would be some impact due to the deficiency for a period of time after birth, but it would definitely get better if he slowly made up for it.

Xiaoman, who was sitting nearby, looked at Jilang strangely when he heard Jilang's question. He didn't have much impression of his grandmother. He just remembered that his grandfather's chest was strong and warm. However, his father was seldom in the cave and came back very late at night. Most of the time he was asleep. Only his grandmother would pinch his flesh from time to time, which was very painful, but he didn't dare to say it.

Ji Lang naturally did not ignore the look he gave him. He looked timid, as if he was afraid of being abandoned. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the little hair on his head. "It's okay. I just want to find out why you haven't grown taller."

"Then I'll eat more at night." In his little head, the perception is that eating more will make him grow taller.

"Pfft, your belly is still so round, how much can you eat?" On the way to the yard just now, he ate a big tomato, and now his belly was indeed bloated.

Qing Jiu took out two furs from the basket, cut them open and distributed them to the others. Everyone carefully wiped the extremely sharp weapons in their hands.

Coming out of the inner courtyard to collect the furs, Li immediately started to curse, "The furs used last time are still in the yard. Why are you wasting new ones? Young people really don't know how to cherish them. This fur is so good..."

Ji Lang quickly winked at Xiaoman next to him, and the little guy understood.

"Father, I need to pee."

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

The big and the small ran away quickly. After entering the inner courtyard, they pretended to wipe the sweat from their foreheads which were not there at all. Fortunately, they ran fast, otherwise, after Li had finished scolding Maopi, he would scold them again.

Although he didn't do anything wrong, Ji Lang was always affected, but now he has learned his lesson.

Thinking that he would have a "death battle" with the apes tomorrow, he had to help prepare the weapons.

Ji Lang patted Xiao Man's small butt and said, "Go play with Wu and the others for a while. Father has to be busy."

The little guy responded and trotted to the house on the east side of the yard.

It's been hot outside recently, so after Uncle Lin taught them the skills of tracking and hunting, he let them stay in his cave.

The children were sensible and generally didn't make any noise. They were either practicing the skills they had learned or silently using a wooden board to solve the arithmetic problems that Ji Lang had given them.

When Xiaoman opened the door curtain and came in, except for Xiaochuan who was sitting on a wooden stool drinking sugar water, everyone else was scratching their heads and struggling with the questions on the wooden board.

The questions Ji Lang asked became more and more difficult, involving addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. One question was a long line, and the ground in front of the children was covered with math marks they had made.

When they saw Xiaoman coming back, instead of being happy, everyone looked terrified. Xiaoman’s return meant that Jilang was also back, and they didn’t have much time left to finish their homework!