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

Qingjiu and Guoqi did not go out hunting today. Instead, they were carrying back baskets of fruits. These fruits are easy to store and do not spoil easily, but they cannot be exposed to water. If soaked in water, they will easily become moldy and bitter. Although it does not rain often during the windy season, it will occasionally rain.

For lunch, we had braised large intestines and stir-fried shredded pork, and the staple food was a whole pot of noodles and beans.

Jilang finally ate the flour beans he had been dreaming about for a long time. The taste was a bit like flour, with a little bit of sweetness. It had a magical taste, but it was quite delicious.

While eating, he decided to go back and grind the flour into powder with a stone mill to see if he could use it to make steamed buns. He had previously wanted to use flour to steam buns, but there was no yeast here. He had wanted to learn from his grandmother and let the flour ferment naturally, but when he opened the basin where the flour had been stored for three days, he saw a layer of black hair inside.

In one go, his craving for steamed buns was cured.

Now the disease has started to recur again...

Feng, who was originally very resistant to pig intestines at the dinner table, instantly fell in love with the taste after tasting one.

While eating, he exclaimed, "It's delicious. I'll keep this for future cooking."

Ji Lang teased him, "Nai Feng, you take care of it."

Looking at his colorful expressions, Ji Lang laughed like crazy in his heart.

Finally, Feng seemed to have finally convinced himself and shouted fiercely, "Okay."

Ji Lang laughed even more happily in his heart. Why did this guy look like he was enduring humiliation and sacrificing his life for his country?

The weather was pretty good. Qing Jiu and a few others went out and carried back some dead trees and branches broken by the strong wind. They were chopping wood in the yard.

Ji Lang sat in the doorway, cutting bamboo to avoid the sun. Liefeng was basking in the sun in the middle of the yard, and the three puppies were huddled in their nest and taking a nap.

The little guys are born with big bodies, and when they gather together they look like a black round cushion.

After the last proposal of Liefeng No. 123 given by Xiaoman was rejected, Jilang continued to give him this difficult task.

The child no longer plays on the seesaw. Instead, he squats beside the doghouse, looking at the three little balls inside and thinking seriously.

Ji Lang stopped what he was doing and stared at Xiao Xuan'er, whose little head was shaking, for a while before he spoke, "Xiao Man, have you decided on a name for the puppy?"

The child turned around with a rare look of pride on his face, "I've thought it through!"

Ji Lang was quite surprised. "So fast? What's that called?"

The child pointed at the puppy closest to him in the kennel and said, "The one with white hair on its ears is called Da Mao, the one next to it that is all black is called Er Mao, and the one with white hair on its legs is called San Mao." He looked at Ji Lang expectantly and said, "Is it okay?"

"Of course." Ji Lang was even more surprised. He had looked many times but hadn't found any white hairs. How did this little guy find it? He leaned over to take a closer look. There were only a few white hairs on Sanmao's ears. Ji Lang was worried that it might be dirt from somewhere. The white hairs on Sanmao's legs were on the inside of his legs, and could only be seen when he spread his legs out to sleep.

"Our Xiaoman is awesome, he observes very carefully." Ji Lang praised the child.

It’s pretty good. Although Xiaoliefeng can’t call out 123, at least it continues 123.

The child was praised and finally completed the task that Ji Lang gave him. He happily ran to play on the seesaw with Wu.

The sun was shining brightly and the weather was hot, so Jilang wanted to take a bath. The lotus roots in the lake should be edible, so he wanted to dig some and bring them back to make fried lotus root boxes.

He stood up and went to find Qingjiu at the door of the woodshed. The two of them hadn't gone out alone for a long time, so this was a good opportunity to strengthen their relationship.

She was happily thinking about this in her mind, and completely forgot about the miserable situation she had last night when she was forced to call him husband.

Every time Ji Lang came over, Qing Jiu would stop what he was doing, for fear that he would be accidentally hit by the flying sawdust and wood pieces.

"What's wrong?" Qing Jiu asked him.

Ji Lang squatted down and said in a low voice, "I want to go to the lake to take a bath. Let's go alone." He also blinked, signaling Qing Jiu not to say anything.

Qing Jiu looked behind him but hadn't spoken yet when Ji Lang heard Sa Shi's voice coming from behind him. He imitated Ji Lang and lowered his voice deliberately, "What are you two doing?"

Jilang: ...

In short, in the end, except for Uncle Lin who was sick and Xishi who stayed behind to look after the house, everyone went out.

Ji Lang walked behind the team holding Xiaoman's hand with a complicated expression.

Behind him was Qing Jiu with a very sour expression.

Some time ago, I felt very sympathetic towards my sister who had to be forced to stay at home, but now I kept asking myself in my heart, why didn’t she just lock her up in her own cave?

Xiaoman glanced back secretly and saw Qingjiu's cold eyes sweeping over. She quickly turned around and asked Ji Lang in a low voice, "What's wrong with Qing?"

Ji Lang was silent for a while before saying, "Children should not ask about adult matters."

Xiaoman said "oh" thoughtfully, and didn't dare to turn around to look. He quickened his speed with his short legs and struggled hard, trying to distance himself from Qingjiu.

Most of the lotus leaves in the lake have dried up, with only a few still green among the densely packed black petioles. When Ji Lang came to the lake before, the lotus flowers were still in bloom. At that time, one could only see the blooming lotus flowers and lush lotus leaves, which were connected together so that the water surface could not be seen. Now the lotus leaves are withered and curled up, and there are so many petioles and pedicels exposed. I wonder how many lotus roots are hidden underneath.

Ji Lang rolled up his trouser legs excitedly and was about to go into the water, but Qing Jiu pulled him back and rubbed his legs for a while, "It's cold, and the water is cold too. Even if there's sunshine, it's not as hot as in the warm season. You need to warm up before going into the water, otherwise you'll easily be irritated by the water and won't be able to stand."

Ji Lang nodded, "Yeah, I see. I just thought that walking all the way here was like warming up. We call the feeling of being unable to stand cramps."

"Cramps?" Sa Shi interrupted, "Ever since I started having the baby, I tend to get that feeling when I sleep. Is that also cramps?"

If Ji Lang remembered correctly, cramps in pregnant women are caused by calcium deficiency or cold. He was quite surprised that Sa Shi, who looked so strong, could also be calcium deficient. Maybe the baby in his belly was growing faster. "You are also having cramps here and there. It's because of calcium deficiency. I'll save the bones after hunting and make soup for you. This will be good for you and the baby. Before going to bed at night, let Aunt Li or Xi Shi help you massage your legs and feet so that you can sleep more comfortably."

Sa Shi didn't know what calcium deficiency was, but when he heard her drink more bone soup, he nodded in agreement.

She liked talking to Ji Lang very much. Most of the time, she was always ignorant and had only a half-understanding of many things, as if there was layer upon layer of fog in front of her eyes and in her heart. The more she wanted to see clearly, the more anxious and confused she became. However, Ji Lang could always easily point them out. For many things, Ji Lang only needed to mention them briefly, and the fog seemed to be suddenly dispelled.

"You guys stay here first, I'll go take a look around." Qing Jiu spoke at this time. Although he often came here when he went out to patrol the mountains and had not found any dangerous wild animals, this lake was so big and where there was a water source, there was bound to be danger.

"Okay, then I'll go touch the lotus root." Ji Lang pulled back his hot toes that had been rubbed.

He turned around and told Sa Shi, "Please keep an eye on Xiao Man for me. Don't let them play in the water. Just wash them by the lake."

Sa Shi, who was asked by Am not to go into the water, immediately agreed, "Great, you can stay here with me."

Xiaoman pouted. He didn't want to be like this. It wasn't that he wanted to play in the water, but he didn't want to stay with Sashi. Sashi liked to tease children, and every time the child played with her for a while, he would be like a puffed-up little puffer fish.

Moreover, Sa Shi always liked to pinch his face, and his hands were very strong. Every time he pinched Xiao Man, he always felt that his face was numb.

But there was no other way. Guo Qi, Feng, and Ye had already gone to catch fish with baskets on their backs. Lan and Li had to look after Chuan and Wu, and Ji Lang had to go into the water to touch lotus roots. They could only ask Sa Shi to help look after Xiao Man.

Ji Lang tested the depth of the water, took a long wooden stick, and walked a little bit at a time.

Xiaoman looked at Ji Lang who was walking further and further away, and her lips pouted even higher. She felt like she was the only one hurt in this world.

Sitting quietly by the water, dangling his little feet in the water, he expressed silent protest.

Sa Shi didn't care about his mood at the moment. He stretched out his big hand, grabbed the child's collar and lifted the child in front of him. He imitated Ji Lang's way and made foam on the child's already wet hair.

Knowing that she was pregnant, Xiaoman didn't dare to move.

But the pair of hands that were messing with his head made his scalp hurt.

Woo woo woo, Lang, please come back and save me.

Ji Lang, who had already entered the water, naturally could not hear Xiaoman's cries in her heart.

At this moment, he was also nervously groping under the water with his hands, feeling down along the petiole, trying to touch the lotus root hidden in the mud.

I had only seen it in videos before, and had never even seen anyone digging lotus roots in real life. Now I got to do it right away, and I didn't know where to start.

Feng, who was trying to catch fish but couldn't catch Guo Qi, came over quietly and looked at Ji Lang who was reaching his hands into the mud.

"Lang, what are you looking for?" he suddenly asked.

I was already highly concentrating, afraid that I might accidentally touch something I shouldn't touch, and my heart was in my throat. Suddenly, I heard someone talking next to me, and I shivered with fright.

"You scared me, kid." Ji Lang patted his chest, his heart beating a little violently.

Feng scratched his head embarrassedly, "I didn't do it on purpose, I just wanted to see what you were touching."

Ji Lang calmed down for a while and waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm touching the lotus root, a kind of edible food, usually as long and thick as your forearm." Ji Lang gestured to him.

After Feng heard this, he also reached out to feel in the mud, "Then I'll feel it with you."

Ji Lang muttered to himself, how could it be so easy to touch? He touched for a long time but didn't find any. He was wondering if this kind of lotus could not grow lotus roots.

"I touched it!" A surprised shout interrupted Ji Lang's wandering thoughts.

Looking over in disbelief, I saw Feng lifting a long lotus root from the water that was thicker than his arm. He pulled it out so fast that a piece broke off and a lot of mud spots flew out.

Ji Lang rubbed the mud off his face and leaned over. Feng handed him the lotus root and said, "Is this it, Brother Lang?"

“This is it.” Ji Lang took it and pinched it with his fingers. It tasted crisp. He leaned in and smelled it. There was a special fragrance mixed with the strong smell of earth.

Lotus root box, lotus root box, it's time to fry the lotus root box. Ji Lang happily gave Feng a thumbs up with his muddy hands, "You are really good. Let's make delicious food when we go back today."

"Great!" Feng shouted loudly, "Then I'll go find more and touch a lot of them."

Ji Lang nodded. "Lotus roots are like potatoes. They can be stored for a while. As the weather gets colder, it will not be suitable to dig lotus roots. Let's dig more today."

The lotus root dug out by Feng seemed to have opened some mechanism. Ji Lang reached out and touched a long lotus root.

The two of them dug more and more, and Qingjiu, who had been walking around, joined in, and slowly the few people who were catching fish also started digging together.

In less than an hour, there were several large piles of muddy lotus roots on the shore.

Finally, Qing Jiu saw Ji Lang soaking in the water and his hands were wrinkled, so he said, "This is enough, take a break."

Only then did everyone get ashore as if they had just woken up from a dream.

I can only say that this kind of joy of harvest is too addictive.

After getting ashore, Jilang began to worry about how they were going to get so many lotus roots back.

Qing Jiu helped him wash off the mud spots on his body, and as if he knew what he was thinking, he said, "It's okay, we'll take the fish home first, and Brother Guo and I will push the cart to pull this."