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

"I'll go ask my mother and my sister-in-law." Wu took Chuan to ask. Feng was still standing there, scratching his messy hair. "I only know that I was born in the windy season, but I don't know what day it was."

Xiaoman next to him was even more confused. He didn't even know what season he was born in, and no one told him, so he could only remain silent. Ji Lang also guessed it, wiped the sawdust off his hands, and held the child in his arms and sat down, "When the time comes, we will go ask Qingjiu together, he should know approximately when you were born."

Xiaoman nodded.

After a while, Wu came back trotting by himself, "Amu said that I was born in the middle of the warm season, and Chuan was born in the rainy season. We don't celebrate birthdays."

Ji Lang understood.

"Lang, when is your birthday?" Xiaoman, who was sitting in Ji Lang's arms, suddenly spoke.

Ji Lang thought about it and really didn't know what to say, because he was born in April. According to the twelve-month calculation, it should be here soon, but according to the reincarnation calculation here, it's still a long way to go.

Let’s go by the twelve months, Ji Lang said, “It should be recently, but I don’t celebrate my birthday, so it doesn’t matter.”

"Then how did you celebrate your birthday?" Feng asked curiously.

"On my birthday, I will receive birthday gifts and cake to eat. It is sweet, soft and fluffy. I can add a lot of fruits to it and it has different flavors." Jilang still likes to eat cake.

If I have the chance in the future, I can get more pheasant eggs and try to make the cake myself. Anyway, I have sugar and flour.

As he was lost in thought, he heard a few sounds of swallowing saliva beside him. Ji Lang turned his head and saw that no matter whether it was the greedy Feng, the steady Wu or the introverted Xiaoman, they all had a look of longing and yearning on their faces.

It’s sweet, soft and mellow. How fragrant and delicious it must be!

"You little greedy guys, I'll see if I can make it for you when I have the chance in the future." Ji Lang said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, Brother Lang, don't forget." Feng smacked his lips, as if he was ready to eat it.

Ji Lang couldn't help but feel a little sad. This was something that could be seen everywhere before, but in this place it had become a desire that he might not be able to obtain.

In the next few days, Ji Lang always felt that Xiaoman and Qingjiu were keeping a little secret from him. They were always whispering to each other when Ji Lang was not around, but as soon as Ji Lang returned to the tent, they instantly became as quiet as a chicken.

? ?

Ji Lang looked at Xiaoman who suddenly turned over and pretended to be asleep, and Qingjiu who was scratching his face and looking at him with a smile.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

"What are you two doing hiding this from me?" Ji Lang asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. It's so late, go to bed." Qing Jiu pulled the person into his arms.

Ji Lang retorted, "I don't believe you. I'll go ask Xiaoman."

Xiaoman, who had pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, immediately closed his eyes tightly and even pretended to snore.

Jilang: ...

Okay, the child has grown up, has his own little secrets, and is no longer close to his “biological mother”.

Ji Lang didn’t really have any thoughts, he just felt confused for a while, then he snuggled into Qing Jiu’s arms and found a comfortable position to sleep.

Qing Jiu smoothed away the strands of hair wet with sweat on the man's cheeks, and fanned him with the leaves in his hand. The man in his arms, who was tired after a whole day, soon fell asleep.

When Ji Lang woke up, the two people beside him were up. The tent was empty and it was quiet outside.

While brushing his teeth, he saw Li coming out of the inner courtyard. "Good morning, Aunt Li. What did the kids do today?" Ji Lang asked casually.

"Feng and Wu are helping to shovel the soil in the inner courtyard. Qing took Xiaoman out early in the morning." After saying that, he took the things he needed and went in.

Ji Lang:?

Qing took Xiaoman out early in the morning.

Qing took Xiaoman out early in the morning?

Bring Xiaoman?

out?

? ?

As expected, there was something hidden from him. Since the time in the cabin, Qingjiu never took Xiaoman out alone after his leg healed.

I am curious, but at the same time I feel that whether raising children or getting along with a partner, we should give each other some space.

But...I couldn't suppress the loss welling up in my heart.

Even when doing carpentry, I felt a little absent-minded.

After making the bamboo fence and water pipes, there was still some bamboo left. Ji Lang planned to install a movable bamboo door on the path leading out, which would provide some protection.

This is simpler than a bamboo fence. You only need to fix a sturdy bamboo on both sides, and finally fix the two doors with nails and wire on the two sturdy bamboos.

Jilang's is not particularly firm, so it can bounce back after being pushed away.

The door is ready, but the two, one big and one small, haven’t come back yet!

Jilang is angry!

They didn't see anyone until lunch time. The two of them were sneaking around, and the dog sat next to Jilang stealthily.

Ji Lang glanced at it from the side and saw that there were some things in the pocket in front of Xiaoman's belly. They were round and bulging, like some big fruits.

Qing Jiu, on the other hand, looked calm.

"Why did you two go?" He began to interrogate them.

Xiaoman is hungry, Xiaoman is eating, Xiaoman knows nothing.

Why did Ji Lang feel like he saw the shadow of Liefeng in Xiaoman?

......

sigh.

It’s better to let children play with stupid dogs less.

"Xiaoman wanted to eat wild fruits, so I took him to pick them." Qingjiu said without any guilt.

Poor Xiaoman looked over with resentment. The cunning adults pushed him out to face the wind and rain so quickly. They really had no trust in him at all.

"Oh? What kind of fruit is so delicious?" Ji Lang was not so easily fooled.

"Well... this is it." The child took one out of his pocket and handed it to Ji Lang.

The green fruit feels like a ball when you pinch it. It will be deformed and then bounce back immediately.

"Lang, tear the fruit open and eat the small beans inside. You have to peel off the skin." Xiaoman said.

Ji Lang did as he was told. There were two rows of white beans inside the fruit. He tasted one and it was slightly sweet but a little astringent.

I don't understand why you would go out just for such a little thing. It's not even as delicious as the plums that are everywhere in the mountains.

After eating two, he gave the rest to Xiaoman, who treasured it and put it in his little pocket.

Ji Lang was still confused as to why the child didn't eat, but he didn't ask.

He looked at Qing Jiu suspiciously, "Is it really about this? Why didn't you call me to join you?"

Qing Jiu nodded, "It's for this matter. You slept very soundly, so I didn't wake you up."

Although it is still suspicious, the logic makes sense. If you think about it carefully, what else can they hide from him? Just let them be.

In the following days, Ji Lang experienced many times that as soon as he entered the tent, both the big and the small ones hurriedly put away the things in their hands.

Knowing that these two people would not tell him until the time came, he pretended not to know.

The little cutie and the black rose had a secret of their own. Ji Lang lay in the middle, feeling mixed emotions.

Humph, it seems like no one wants to know. If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t tell me.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. It was difficult to tickle the child since he was asleep, so Ji Lang slapped Qing Jiu's broad shoulders.

Qing Jiu, who was already half asleep:?

"What's wrong? Can't you sleep?" Qing Jiu drowsily pulled the mischievous hand to his mouth and kissed it gently. His voice was still a little lazy and hoarse from his sleep.

Damn the beauty trap, damn the black rose, damn the sexiness.

Ji Lang suddenly lost all his energy.

"You are allowed to keep little secrets from me but you are not allowed to keep them hidden for too long, okay?" Ji Lang whispered.

Qing Jiu didn't expect that Ji Lang would not be able to sleep because of this matter. He suddenly felt a little regretful and wanted to tell him directly.

But...it was only a day or two away, and he didn't want to ruin the surprise Xiaoman had prepared, so he whispered and coaxed Ji Lang to sleep.

"Xiao Lang! Come quickly!" Ji Lang, who got up late again, was awakened by a loud shout. It was Li.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and said, "Here I come."

Ji Lang ran into the inner courtyard, where Li and Qing Jiu were carrying out a large pottery item.

"Xiao Lang, the sink you mentioned last time, is ready now, please come and check it out." Li shouted hurriedly.

Ji Lang moved closer. The water tank was about two meters long and one meter wide. There was a water outlet at the bottom, a triangular opening for water to flow out, and four sturdy leg supports.

The ground was dug by humans, so it certainly wasn't very flat. The sink was a little unstable when placed on it, so Ji Lang wanted to find a small piece of wood to pad it. Just then he saw Xiaoman squatting under a tree, fiddling with something in his hand. He didn't know what those black beans were, but the child was having fun while playing by himself, and looked very happy.

Without disturbing him, Jilang found the wood chip and left.

But he didn't expect that the bean that seemed black at first glance would actually turn into a bracelet and be delivered to him.

The child handed a bracelet made of black beans of different sizes to Ji Lang, "Lang! This is a birthday present for you."

Ji Lang was really stunned. He took it and put it on his hand. It fit perfectly.

"Did you do this yourself?" Ji Lang was a little bit unbelievable.

The child nodded happily, then shook his head, "Not entirely. Qing helped me pick the gourd fruits, and Ye helped me make the small holes on the beans with that thin thing."

A thin thing? It should be a needle.

It was the first time the child gave something to someone, so he felt a little embarrassed. "Lang, do you like it?" He asked in a nervous voice.

"I like it! I like it very much! Thank you, Xiaoman, this is the best birthday present I have ever received." Ji Lang felt that his voice was a little tearful, so useless, but it really seemed like sand had gotten into his eyes, and he couldn't suppress the wetness that kept coming up.

I couldn't help but take a closer look at the bean. It turned out that the bean was not completely black, but had a hint of red. I squeezed it and it was very hard. "Is this the white bean I ate the other day?"

"That's right, the mountain melon beans will turn black when they are dried, Lang, shake your hand." The child's eyes sparkled.

Ji Lang shook his hand slightly, and there was a "squeaking" sound. It should be the fruit dried inside, which was quite special. "Thank you so much, Xiaoman. This gift is so special. I really like it. Little guy, you must have been holding it in for so long."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm so afraid that you'll find out. I haven't done anything bad, but I can't let you know. It makes me feel so uncomfortable." The child acted coquettishly.

I couldn't help but pick the child up. The two played for a while, and the child yelled, "I want to go find Uncle Lin to learn how to hunt."

Ji Lang then let go of the hand that was tickling the child, and Xiaoman ran out of the tent with a smile.

He lay in the tent with his arms spread out, holding the bracelet on his wrist up to his eyes. The more he looked at it, the more beautiful it became, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Are you so happy?" Qing Jiu's voice suddenly sounded.

Ji Lang sat up and raised his hand in front of him, "Look! Your little secret from the past few days is now on my hand."

Qing Jiu held his slender hand and looked at it carefully for a while, "Yeah, it looks good."

The dark beads made his wrist look slender and fair.

"Of course! This is the birthday present our Xiaoman gave me! It's the only one in the world, so special and beautiful." He was as proud as a proud little peacock.