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

However, this matter was eventually taken care of by Qing Jiu alone. Ji Lang's neck was quite serious, and it would hurt for a long time if he turned accidentally. Qing Jiu thought that if they went out together, Ji Lang would definitely look around, and then he would suffer again, so he simply asked Ji Lang to move the things in their tent in the outer yard into the house, and Qing Jiu went out to cut a large bundle of yellow broom.

Most of the things in the outer yard had been moved out, leaving only a row of bicycles and carts outside. The tents that originally formed a large circle had all been put away by Ji Lang, and now it suddenly looked a little empty.

Qingjiu hung the yellow broom seeds he had carried back on the open ground to dry. The warm season was coming to an end and the windy season was about to arrive. Inexplicable mountain winds would blow in the mountains at night. Qingjiu took a few thick wooden boards to press down the yellow broom seeds to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.

Ji Lang just came out from the inner courtyard to get the last few tools.

Qing Jiu asked Ji Lang, "Do you just leave those bicycles outside like this?"

Ji Lang hummed and said, "If I put them outside, I will keep brushing them. If they can't fit inside, I will use a large tarpaulin to cover them to prevent them from rusting during the rainy season." I can try to modify these bicycle wheels into some farming tools later. It will take hundreds of days to brush enough carbon fiber wheels for making water pipes.

The wheels are sufficient, and when you refresh them later, you can just remove the carbon fiber tubes.

It is too late to arrive here this year, and there is not enough time. During the warm season next year, Ji Lang decided to open up more land, build some terraces and do more planting. This life of relying solely on gathering and hunting must be changed slowly, and they must gradually accept farming and breeding, so that they can have the most basic guarantees.

Moreover, Ji Lang wanted to teach a few young children how to count and write. When he had the chance in the future, he would write down the knowledge he could still remember in his mind. Even if he could not put it into practice immediately, he could pass it on and wait for them to realize it slowly.

Qing Jiu helped Ji Lang to pick up a hoe and a few backpacks. The two of them went into the inner courtyard together and put the things in the woodshed.

The original plan was to dig a firewood room next to the kitchen, but it was finally dug between the two exits on the south side. Now there is only some dry bamboo and wormwood in it. There are too many firewood for making bricks. Qingjiu and his friends would go to collect firewood every afternoon. Now there is none left, and they have to hurry to prepare firewood, which is as important as food in the cold season.

Several shelves in the kitchen were filled with dry goods, including the kang next to the stove. There were four large jars in the innermost part, two for storing things and two for pickling bacon.

In addition to the large vat, Li also burned a small vat half a person's height in each room, so that when he was free every day, he could fetch two buckets of water from outside and pour them into the vat, which was very convenient for washing hands and face.

The shelf for the washbasin was made by Jilang himself. It was the most common tripod in the village when he was a child. It had three layers. The washbasin was placed on the top layer, just right for bending over to wash your face. The towel was placed on the second layer, the toothbrush cup and toothpaste were placed together, and the soap and shampoo were placed on the third layer. However, this shelf was not very friendly to Xiaoman. The little guy could not even reach the height of the tripod when he stood on tiptoe, let alone wash his face.

"Lang, this is too high and I can't reach it." The child was very anxious.

"Well, I'll put it on the floor for you later, and you squat down to wash your face." Ji Lang said, pointing to the towels on the shelf, "That small yellow towel is yours, remember?"

The child nodded obediently, stuck his butt out and washed his face with the water in the basin.

Ji Lang filled his small cup with water and placed it on the stove next to the shelf. The stove was not high, so Xiaoman could reach it.

The tooth cup was made by Ji Lang himself using bamboo. It was actually made by sawing apart bamboo joints. The bamboo was thinner, but the joints were long enough for children to hold. So Ji Lang sawed it in half, polished it, and boiled it, and used it as a tooth cup for the child.

Xiaoman rinsed the soap foam off her face, squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush, picked up the toothbrush cup on the stove and went out to brush her teeth.

When he lived in the outer courtyard, he brushed his teeth in the gutter at night. Now that he has moved in, Ji Lang put a wooden bucket in the yard specifically for brushing teeth. He just takes it out and pours it out of the gutter the next day.

It was getting dark, and the flashlight on the wall in the room was on, shining right at the door. Ji Lang clearly saw a few blind mosquitoes flying in.

Light the Artemisia annua braids placed next to the stove and hang them on the wall. The smell of Artemisia annua is not unpleasant to humans and can also help sleep, but mosquitoes will stay away from this smell. After a while after the Artemisia annua was lit, the annoying buzzing sound in the room disappeared.

Ji Lang was still searching around the house with a homemade fly swatter. Xiaoman came back after brushing her teeth and scratched her face twice with her little hands. Ji Lang took a look and saw a big mosquito bite on her cheek and forehead. Xiaoman was not panicked at all about this situation. After all, everyone here is often bitten by mosquitoes. He wiped the water off his face and went to his bag to find the ointment prepared by Xishi for application on mosquito bites.

Ji Lang had seen Xi Shi go through this outside before. He used a lot of herbs, but the only ones Ji Lang knew were mint, wormwood, mugwort, and a few others he had never seen before. However, the ointment felt cool and refreshing when applied on the mosquito bites, and the itching would go away in less than a quarter of an hour.

After applying the ointment, the little guy climbed onto the kang by stepping on the shelf next to the kang and lay down at the innermost part. The yellow broom needed to be dried in the sun for a few more days, so Ji Lang found some clothes and rolled them together to use as a pillow.

Originally, Ji Lang wanted Xiaoman to sleep on the side near the window because there was a wall to prevent the child from falling down. But Qingjiu said it would be more convenient for him to sleep at the door, so he moved the wooden shelf that was originally placed against the wall to the side of the kang to block it. Ji Lang used very thick wood for this wooden shelf, and now each layer was filled with clothes and quilts, which were very heavy. Ji Lang sat on the side of the kang and leaned against it without moving, so it was no problem for him to block Xiaoman.

The child was calm when he first lay down, but soon he was happily rolling back and forth like a ball.

Ji Lang came back from brushing his teeth in the yard, "So happy?"

The little guy stopped and stuck his furry head out from the blanket. His tangled hair blocked one of his eyes, but the other eye was round and bright, full of joy. "Yeah, I'm happy! Isn't Qing back yet?"

"No, it will be ready soon." Ji Lang took the water in the basin that he and Xiaoman had used outside and poured it out, then added some clean water into it and waited for Qingjiu to come back and use it.

No stove was cooked today, so everyone cooked outside over a fire at night. After dinner, when it was still daylight, Qingjiu, Guoqi, and Xishi discussed going down the mountain to get some firewood, and they went out with Liefeng.

Ji Lang played with the child for a while, and seeing that he was a little sleepy after the excitement, he coaxed him to sleep first, and took the flashlight to go to the gate passage. Because the few people who could fight were not there, they had instructed him to close the gate first before they left and open it when they came back.

Ji Lang walked to the gate and wanted to see through the crack in the door to see if there was any light outside. They had brought flashlights when they went out, and if they could see the light, it meant they were back.

However, although he didn't see it, Ji Lang did hear the sound of something scratching the door. It was like sharp claws scratching on the wooden door, and the sound was very loud. Ji Lang couldn't help but feel nervous, as he didn't know what it was.

"Meow!!!" It was a loud cry, and the anger in it was easily heard.

Oh no, oh no, isn’t this a cat?

Ji Lang quickly pulled open the small door panel on the threshold that was specially designed for Miaozi and Liefeng to exit.

The kitten came in quickly and meowed loudly at Ji Lang.

The curse is quite dirty, so I won’t translate it.

Jilang: ... "I'm sorry, I forgot about my master."

The main reason is that the kitten seldom comes back recently. Every time it comes back, its belly is full and it doesn’t eat the food you feed it properly. It only goes to the canal to drink some water occasionally.

Fortunately, Ji Lang was afraid that the water in the canal would keep flowing and slowly make the canal deeper and deeper, so he pasted a layer of bricks in the canal and put a layer of moisture-proof mat on top. Otherwise, the cat's barbed tongue would have to drink muddy water every time it came back, and maybe it would gradually drink water outside.

Miaozi walked around in the corridor with an expression as if he didn't care about the other person, and then went to the inner courtyard.

Ji Lang looked at the kitten that had grown into a big cat. It was sniffing here and there in the yard as if it was patrolling its territory, not treating itself as an outsider at all.

Just let it go. This guy sometimes doesn't come back at night now. It must have a place to stay outside. Ji Lang originally thought of leaving the door open for it and Liefeng mainly because he was worried that it would have a hard time outside during the cold season, so he could come back and stay at home then.

Liefeng's current doghouse was placed by Jilang in the woodshed, with two moisture-proof mats and a box filled with soil placed under it to make it easier for the dog to go to the toilet.

As a result, after Miaozi turned around, he took over Liefeng's doghouse without hesitation.

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The door of the woodshed was not closed, so Ji Lang watched Miaozi walk in arrogance. He didn't come out for a long time, so he followed him in to take a look. Wow, he was already lying on the moisture-proof mat washing his face.

When he saw Ji Lang coming in, he turned around and looked at Ji Lang.

If it could speak now, it would definitely ask Ji Lang, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Lang felt guilty for not even thinking about preparing a place for the kitten.

Alas, it seems that Liefeng has to endure the inconvenience and sleep in the yard tonight. I will find a way to find a new place for it to live later.

After being interrupted by the cat, Ji Lang's original worries gradually dissipated. He took some leftover wooden boards from making the shelf and went back to the house to tinker with them. He wanted to install a small staircase for Xiaoman to get on the kang next to the wooden shelf for clothes, otherwise he couldn't step on the shelf every day. It would be best to make it detachable, so that when Xiaoman grows up and no longer needs it, Sa Shi's child will probably be able to use it, and then he can give it to Sa Shi.

With something to do, time passed quickly. Not long after, Ji Lang heard knocks on the door three times in a row, three knocks each time. It was Qing Jiu and the others who had returned.

Before Ji Lang had time to get up, Feng, who was in the room closest to the door, rushed out to open it.

Originally, everyone went back to their cave after dinner. When Miaozai was scratching the door, Ji Lang saw that the flashlights in their room were turned off and thought they had all gone to bed.

Ji Lang went to the yard with a flashlight, and closed the door casually for fear that they would make a lot of noise when they came back and wake Xiaoman up.

In the yard, Qing Jiu and his companions each carried a large bundle of firewood on their backs, and three of them worked together to hold a tree that required two people to hold. No wonder they came back so late. It must have been very difficult to carry such a thick tree trunk back from the foot of the mountain, especially when it was still dark.

The door of the firewood room is different from the single door of the cave. It is a double-leaf door specially made by Jilang, so that it is convenient to keep the door open when storing or taking out firewood.

Now that it's open, let Qingjiu and the others put the things they carried on their backs in first. We'll put the big tree in the yard first, and then put it in after we split it open.

The sleeping kitten was woken up and yawned with a sour face, but did not get up. It still lay on the moisture-proof mat like a mountain.

Liefeng, who followed in behind, saw that the place that belonged to him in the afternoon was now occupied by the cat. He hummed in grievance and circled around Jilang.

"Ouch, Liefeng, stop turning. It makes me dizzy." Ji Lang held down Liefeng to make it stop.

Liefeng's eyes were clearly flashing a faint green light in the darkness, which should have been a bit scary, but at this moment Ji Lang only saw pity.

He resigned himself to his fate and went to the house to get another moisture-proof mat, put it in the doorway, and touched Liefeng's head, "Be good, sleep here, I dare not mess with you, cat boy, if you dare, go and take my territory back." He had to think of a way to make a real doghouse for Liefeng.