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

Ji Lang was still a little slow to react when he entered the kitchen. Why did the rainy season come so soon? He thought it would be a heavy downpour, but he didn't expect it to come so quietly.

I don’t know when the two little ducks on the kang woke up. They must be hungry. They were walking around in the bamboo basket and chirping. Compared to the quacking of the big ducks, the chirping of the little ducks sounded more like that of birds.

From time to time, it would lower its head and peck at the bottom of the basket.

The room was a little dark. Ji Lang turned on the flashlight at the door, walked closer and took a closer look. He found that the eyes of the two little guys were open, although they still looked like they would be sent away at any time.

The half bowl of rice porridge left over from last night was still on the shelf. Just like yesterday, Ji Lang took a spoon and scooped some out and placed it next to the ducklings. The two ducks were already familiar with it and knew that it was food, so they stood beside it and pecked at the food.

When he got tired of standing, he squatted down and continued pecking.

Ji Lang gently tapped their little heads and said, "They are delicious. You must survive and grow up well." Then they grew fat and strong and became their roast duck, old duck soup, and duck blood and vermicelli soup.

So greedy.

So hungry.

Let’s light the fire and make breakfast first.

The small pot was full of water, and a lot of it had gone down over the course of the night. Ji Lang scooped out the water from the pot spoonful by spoonful. The water was still warm and could be used to wash dishes and vegetables later.

In the big pot next to it, there was bone soup that had been simmering all night. As soon as the lid was opened, a rich aroma emanated from it.

This made Ji Lang's stomach growl twice again.

At this time, Li and Ye, who had gotten up to cook, also entered the kitchen.

The two of them smelled the fragrance and felt hungry.

Ye walked to the pot, looked at the thick, white and delicious bone soup and said, "I'll roll some noodles and have bone soup noodles in the morning."

Ji Lang nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, add some bamboo shoots and wild onions."

Li responded with a smile, "Xiao Lang is still the best at eating." As he spoke, he reached into the pocket at the head of the kang to grab some dried bamboo shoots.

When she came over, she saw the little ducks pecking at the rice porridge in the bamboo basket, "Oh, they are really alive?" When she saw the two ducks last night, she thought they would not survive, but she didn't expect that they could peck at the food by themselves now.

Ji Lang smiled, "We still have to watch carefully for a few days, there is no guarantee that it will survive. You guys cook, I'll take these two out first."

After saying that, he carried the bamboo basket out of the kitchen.

After all... he had to clean up the shit and urine of these two things, and he couldn't stay in the kitchen.

The towels in the basket could no longer be used. Ji Lang thought that he should not waste towels like this, even if he could brush them every day. So he went to the woodshed and gathered two handfuls of hay. When they got dirty, he would just pour them under the kang and burn them.

After cleaning the two little ducks, Ji Lang didn't dare put them in the woodshed, for fear that a wild kitten from somewhere might come back and think they were snacks for it.

So I just moved into my own room.

A cushion made of leftover scraps of orchid was placed under the head of the kang, and the bamboo basket was placed on top.

There was no other way. These two little guys had not yet fully grown their fur. Ji Lang didn't dare to leave them outside or on the ground, for fear that they would die in front of him if they disagreed with him.

Xiaoman, who was lying on the kang, heard the noise, rubbed his eyes and climbed up.

"Lang."

Ji Lang turned around and helped him put on the quilt. "It's raining and very cold. Don't go out yet, or you'll get sick."

The child obediently crawled back into bed.

The quilt was warm and there was a soft thing inside, snoring loudly. I slept soundly.

Xiaoman:?

Ji Lang who also heard the noise:?

Reach out and lift the quilt next to Xiaoman.

Without the warm quilt, the kitten, whose sweet dream was disturbed, got up reluctantly and stretched twice.

Without even looking at Ji Lang and Xiaoman who were still in a daze, he jumped to the corner of the kang, found a comfortable and warm place, and continued to curl up and sleep.

Ji Lang didn't understand.

No, when did you come? Who let you in?

Because the kitten plays outside every day, Ji Lang is worried that it will get covered in dirt and bugs, so he doesn't let it sleep in the house now.

As a result, this guy sneaked in at some point and acted as if nothing had happened. He knew Xiaoman was easy to bully, so he slept in his bed.

When the weather gets cold, the kitten likes the warm kang.

Sneaking in several times.

I didn't expect to be discovered this time.

But once it’s discovered, it won’t change.

It’s just that this warm place is too comfortable, and the gap in their door is too big, so it doesn’t even need to squeeze, it can just twist twice to get in.

After the two of them were surprised, Ji Lang went to check Xiaoman's quilt. He was mainly worried that there were bugs. Even if they were not poisonous and no one was bitten, it would still be a bit uncomfortable to have bugs on the kang.

Xiaoman doesn't have such worries.

He crawled along the quilt to the kitten, lay down beside the kitten, head to head with the kitten, and even considerately pulled the corner of the quilt to cover the kitten's stomach.

Jilang: There is reasonable suspicion that this is the principal offender and the accomplice.

Fortunately, there was nothing in the quilt that shouldn’t be on the kang, so Ji Lang just let them do what they wanted.

Ji Lang also talked about this with Qing Jiu while eating.

Qing Jiu was the one. In fact, he had known for a long time that Miaozi would sneak in, but when he thought about the time when Miaozi also lived on the kang in the small house, and Ji Lang's indulgent attitude towards Miaozi, he knew that even if he knew about it, he would definitely let it go. In the end, it would definitely be Ji Lang who compromised instead of Miaozi.

Knowing that Ji Lang was worried about bugs, Qing Jiu had privately checked the kitten several times and even forced it to take a bath.

As a result, the relationship between the man and the cat is now extremely tense, to the point where the kitten gets angry whenever he sees Qingjiu.

Finally, Ji Lang knew all this and felt relieved.

The conditions were already difficult enough, and he could only maintain the most basic hygiene possible. Things that he had not tolerated before, he now had no choice but to endure, but this did not include sleeping on the same bed with kittens that had bugs on their bodies.

Although there was a continuous drizzle, those who needed to go out still went out, and those who needed to work still worked.

Carry back more of the dead grass and branches outside before they are washed and soaked by the rain and rot.

The mountain was slippery due to the rain, so the cart could not be used and had to be carried by manpower.

Fortunately, there was a lot of dead grass near the yard, so I didn't have to run too far, otherwise it would have taken more effort.

Moreover, the dry grass that we brought back is wet and cannot be fed directly to sheep and ducks. It needs to be placed in a place where it can dry.

The door opening is the most suitable, as it won’t get wet from the rain and there is a slight breeze when the door is open.

Because the gate of the outer courtyard is strong, the door from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard is now open during the day, so the children can also play in the outer courtyard.

It's too late now. Ji Lang thought about waiting until the next warm season to open a field in the empty space outside the yard and plant some commonly eaten vegetables such as peppers and wild onions.

There are also fruit trees, and you can transplant a few of them.

When he was a child living at his grandparents' house, the plum and peach trees at the door, and the mulberry trees, jujube trees, and walnut trees in the fields made his happiness index rank among the top among other children in the village.

Jilang wants to plant a few trees here as well, hoping to give the children as happy a time as possible.

No matter what era, as people grow up, become sensible, and have responsibilities, the happiness they can obtain becomes less.

So I want to give them more happiness before they grow up.

The rain kept falling, and the dried chilies and roasted pumpkin slices had to be ground into powder quickly.

The peppers are better, they can be hung up and stored, but the pumpkin slices are not the same. In such humidity, they will become difficult to crush and will also become moldy.

Ji Lang was afraid that the pumpkin he had finally gotten would go bad, so he started grinding the flour with the mill right after breakfast in the morning.

Fortunately, he was not alone, as Ye and Zhou came to help.

Three people can take turns pushing the mill. While one person is pushing it, another person adds pumpkin slices to the middle of the millstone, and another person sweeps the finely ground pumpkin powder into the sieve and sifts it.

The prepared pumpkin powder is placed in a ceramic jar so that it can be dried better and saved for later use as a delicious dish.

The temperature in the rainy season dropped drastically. It was wet and cold and really unbearable. It reminded Ji Lang of the previous debate about whether it was colder in the south or in the north in winter. If the wet cold in the south was a magical attack and the dry cold in the north was a physical attack, then Ji Lang felt that the cold here was an attack that combined magic and physics.

Once the kang gets cold, no matter how many quilts you cover yourself with, it will still be cold, so now the kang has to be heated up.

Others had long been accustomed to this situation, and even felt that this was the most comfortable rainy season they had ever experienced since childhood. They had raincoats when going out hunting and picking mushrooms, and they had dry clothes to change into when they returned home. At night they could sleep on a warm kang and cover themselves with soft quilts.

Only Jilang was shivering from the cold every day.

He was already dressed very warmly, even wearing a down jacket.

The shoes on his feet were modified, with fur on the uppers.

But except when he had to take his hands out to work, his hands were always kept in the sleeves he made for himself, which were made of fur. After keeping his hands in there for a while, they would feel warm.

Da Mao, Er Mao and San Mao have grown a lot. Ji Lang likes playing with them very much, especially he likes to use them as small heaters. Sometimes when he is sitting in the house working, Ji Lang will bring in a puppy and put it on his lap. His thighs will also be warm, and if his hands are cold, he can put them under the puppy to warm them.

At first, Liefeng was a little worried when he saw Ji Lang taking Damao away, so he followed and walked around the door of the house for a few rounds. Later, he found that Ji Lang didn't do anything, and his cub didn't do anything either. Every time he was taken away for a while, he would be sent back. He felt relieved and stopped following to watch.

Ji Lang did not favor one over the other and took turns taking care of the big, second and third ones. As they grew a little bigger, their features became more obvious and they were easy to recognize.

Its entire body is pitch black, exactly the same color as Liefeng's. The puppy doesn't have Liefeng's long legs, nor is it as tall and thin as Liefeng. It looks a bit like a completely black Husky.

The eyeballs are light blue with gray.

He is still very handsome when he is not being naughty.

Sometimes Ji Lang finds these three puppies quite amusing. If you say they look like Liefeng, except for their fur color, there is nothing similar about them. If you say they don't look alike, the most obvious thing is that they look like Liefeng in fur color.

They are obviously the cubs of a wolf and a dog, but they don't have any wolf characteristics. They are like three little fools. I wonder if they will become better when they grow up and go out hunting with others.

But Liefeng doesn't care about these. The cub can play by itself without him having to take care of it. It can often go out with people who go out.

When it often comes back, its fur is wet and sticks to its body, but he is not afraid of the cold and just walks around the house with wet fur. Every time, Ji Lang is worried that it will get sick, so he helps to dry it or takes it to the kitchen stove to dry it.

This made Liefeng more enthusiastic about going out, and he would bring back some small prey from time to time, sometimes it was a living rabbit, sometimes it was a badger that could be refined into oil, and sometimes it was small animals that Jilang could not even recognize.

The most common things brought back were rabbits and badgers, because a living rabbit could keep the three cubs chasing and playing with it for a whole day, and Liefeng wouldn't be bothered by these annoying little creatures all the time. After Liefeng discovered this, the rabbits he brought back were all alive.