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

I was immediately unhappy.

He rushed over, not caring that he would be beaten if he went into the kitchen, and repeatedly scratched Ji Lang's arm with his dirty paws, trying to stop him from bathing the puppies.

Ji Lang was annoyed by it, "Why are you in such a hurry? It will be your turn soon."

Liefeng became even more anxious when he heard this, his big eyes full of grievance and confusion.

He didn't dare to get angry with this man, and the dog was visibly depressed.

Ji Lang knocked on its forehead, speechless. What was this guy thinking about? Why was he feeling wronged here?

Originally, he wanted to slap Liefeng's butt hard, but its butt was covered with mud and Ji Lang couldn't bring himself to slap it.

Fortunately, the mud had not completely dried on the fur, so after washing and rinsing it, it was clean. Ji Lang wrapped the three puppies in a blanket, took a stool, placed them in front of the stove, and roasted them by the fire.

Liefeng, who realized that he was not going to eat it and the puppies, was also washed by Jilang. He squatted at the stove with the puppies, holding the other half of the blanket.

Although Liefeng was just scaring himself, the fact that he could no longer play in the mud was deeply engraved in his mind. Not only did he not dare to play with it anymore, he would also stop his puppies from playing with it.

The process was inexplicable, but the result was a good one for Ji Lang. God knows how difficult it is to wash the muddy hairs. This is not modern times, and there is no shower head with high enough pressure. He can only rely on his hands to wash it clean one by one. It is really a strenuous job.

In particular, some puppies were very naughty and thought Ji Lang was playing with them. They were not obedient at all, which added more workload for no reason.

Fortunately, the puppies were well taken care of, and Ji Lang held them until their fur was completely dry before letting them go, so they didn't look uncomfortable.

The two little ducks placed on the kang in the kitchen had eaten the minced meat porridge that Ye had brought them, and were now huddled together and taking a nap. At least they had survived. When they grew stronger, they would be put back into the duck pen.

Ji Lang originally thought that everyone would have some free time during the rainy season, but unexpectedly these people became even busier. Not only did they have to cut and carry grass every day, but they also had to carefully dry the grass when they got home. They also had to take out the vegetables and dried fruits that had been dried in jars from time to time to check on them. If any of them were damp, they had to be quickly put in a pot or baked on the kang.

Ye was very concerned about the meat and sausages hanging in the potato kiln. He would check them every morning before cooking, not missing any part.

When I was in the tribe, every cold season, there were people who fell ill from eating bad meat. Some would even become seriously ill and slowly die.

But even if people know that the meat is already rotten, they are reluctant to throw it away and will still eat it in the hope of getting lucky.

So here, Ye wants to solve this problem from the root. The sooner the mold or spots are discovered, the better. Even if the surface is rotten, the inside is still good. Don't waste time and let the inside rot.

However, the way they processed the meat this time was good, and because they used better salt, Ye watched it for more than ten days in a row, and the meat in the cave was in good condition.

The whole family has been busy for several months just to get food for the cold season, so they have to take it very seriously.

The rain in the rainy season is more unpredictable than the wind in the windy season. Sometimes it is drizzling when you get up in the morning, and it starts to rain heavily after you have a meal. There is no regularity at all.

It was another night of heavy rain, and the tarpaulin used to cover the earthen oven and the firewood in the yard made crackling sounds. Fortunately, the cave house had good sound insulation, and the noise was much smaller after the door was closed, but the sound of rain could still be heard, and it was even a bit hypnotic. This kind of weather was really suitable for sleeping, of course, provided that you could really sleep.

Because of the rain, people went out less often and more people had to do the housework, so Ji Lang was no longer needed. With nothing to do, all they could do was sleep. Ji Lang was so sleepy that he couldn't sleep at night.

Ji Lang woke up in the middle of the night. He couldn't fall asleep again, so he kept his eyes open, waiting to adapt to the darkness.

Xiaoman was sleeping soundly in his little bed. It was too dark to see where the kitten was, but he could hear it snoring comfortably.

Ji Lang carefully turned in Qing Jiu's arms and faced the sleeping man.

Qing Jiu, with his deep features, still had an aggressiveness that could not be ignored even when he was asleep. The darkness added a sense of mystery to him. Ji Lang wanted to reach out and touch the tall nose in front of him, but as soon as he moved his hand, he found that his hand was tightly held by Qing Jiu under the quilt.

Ji Lang does not sleep well, especially now that the kang is heated, the quilt is very stuffy, and when he wakes up, his arms and legs are often exposed. It was no problem when the weather was not cold before, but recently several times when he woke up, his arms and legs exposed were cold. After a few times, Qing Jiu thought of a way, and reached into Ji Lang's quilt and grabbed Ji Lang when he was sleeping.

Feeling some sweat on his palms, although still a little stuffy, Ji Lang didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He liked the feeling of being cared for, as if this person really had all his eyes on him and was willing to do anything for him within his ability.

He needs this preference.

Who wouldn't like such an unwavering preference?

It was almost dawn when I fell asleep.

Ji Lang opened his eyes and felt that the room was particularly bright today.

After a while, he put on his clothes with a look of surprise and got off the kang.

As soon as I opened the door curtain, the sun was shining brightly outside, shining on the still wet yard, making it look warm and clean.

"The sun is out!"

Everyone in the kitchen was about to have dinner. Seeing Ji Lang coming in, Qing Jiu stood up and took out the hot buns and meat porridge from the small pot and placed them where Ji Lang usually sat.

The buns are filled with dried mushrooms and bacon. The mushrooms inside are dried and then soaked to soften them. They are a bit chewy when eaten, and the mushrooms and bacon have a unique aroma. Jilang was very satisfied with the meal.

However, when they arrived, there were not so many mushrooms in the mountains, so they only had two jars of dried mushrooms, and they were gone by the time they were all eaten.

Thinking of what Aunt Li had said before that they could go mushroom picking during the rainy season, Ji Lang asked, "Aunt Li, you said before that we could go mushroom picking during the rainy season. Isn't it sunny today? Can we go?" In fact, picking mushrooms was secondary. The main reason was that Ji Lang hadn't been out for some time and was feeling a bit bored staying at home.

"Of course you can. The sun is shining today. We can dry the mushrooms we pick directly. Otherwise, we need to use fire to slowly dry out the moisture inside." Li said, and then asked Xishi uncertainly, "Xiaoxi, will it rain today?" Don't let a group of people go out and not pick any mushrooms, and everyone gets soaked.

Xi Shi put down the bowl in his hand, "It should rain in the evening. You can go out to pick mushrooms in the morning. It won't affect you." Rain in the rainy season is not easy to observe. Xi Shi looked at the thickness and direction of the clouds in the outer courtyard at that time, and he could only be sure that there would be no rain in the morning. He added, "Hurry back before the afternoon. The weather is not good recently. I'm afraid something will go wrong."

Ji Lang and Li quickly agreed. They should be able to collect a lot in the morning. Moreover, if there was no rain in the afternoon, they could dry the mushrooms directly in the earthen oven, which would be more convenient than drying them over a fire.

Several times before when he baked dried vegetables, Ji Lang couldn't control the heat well, and each time he put the vegetables in, they were already cooked when they came out. Now Ji Lang has learned that the temperature of the oven must not be too high. It is enough to put your hand on the oven opening and feel a slight heat.

After dinner, everyone went out without delay, carrying their usual backpacks.

Leaving Zhou and Ye to guard the house, Uncle Lin looked after Xiaoman and Chuan.

Oh, by the way, there is also Sa Shi who cannot go out because of her pregnancy, with a face full of resentment.

Xishi took a long time to coax her into submission, and was even asked to pray to the mountain god to have this one child and never let Sashi get pregnant again.

Feeling that he couldn't do it, Xishi had to think of other ways to divert Sashi's attention.

Feng and Wu both followed, carrying their own small backpacks.

For them, going out to pick mushrooms with adults during the rainy season is something they have done many times, especially Feng, who has been following the collecting team since he was seven or eight years old.

He is naturally active and doesn't like being confined in the cave all the time, so he will go out whenever he has the chance.

After several days of continuous heavy rain, the originally quiet mountains seemed a little desolate. The endless green was no longer visible. Most of it was dry and yellow weeds, with only one or two big trees with purple or red leaves occasionally.

The trail that everyone had trampled out on the mountain in the past few months was a bit muddy. Ji Lang was a little cautious as he walked in front, mainly because the mountain was quite steep. He was worried that he would fall and roll down the mountain. He didn't want to take this "shortcut".

Qing Jiu followed behind Ji Lang, never putting down his raised hand, and always carefully protecting Ji Lang. This was the path he usually walked on, and nothing had happened before, but when he saw Ji Lang sliding down after walking a little, his heart was really beating fast. It was not easy to hold hands and walk side by side when going down the mountain, so he had to stand behind Ji Lang, holding the basket on his back with one hand and protecting Ji Lang's side with the other hand to prevent him from really falling.

If Ji Lang hadn't been unwilling, Qing Jiu would have wanted to carry him down the mountain.

Ji Lang also felt that his speed and condition were a bit embarrassing. Even Wu and Feng had no pressure walking on such a road, but he was not used to it. Originally, Qing Jiu and Lie Feng were leading the way, and Ji Lang followed behind Qing Jiu, but Ji Lang walked too slowly and carefully, so there was no choice but to change to Guo Qi leading the way, with Qing Jiu at the end.

Ji Lang sighed inwardly, not expecting that the first step in digging mushrooms in the rainy season would be the most difficult step.

However, Ji Lang had already seen how fast this group of people moved through the mountains and how well they could walk on mountain roads. He had even followed them for more than two months, but he still hadn't learned anything from them.

If Ji Lang had not seen Qingjiu and Xiaoman's bare feet, he would have suspected whether these guys had hooves with super strong gripping ability like goats.

When Ji Lang and Qing Jiu arrived at the place, the group of people had already picked up a lot of mushrooms.

Ji Lang was shocked when he saw their almost full backpacks and the many mushrooms left on the ground.

No wonder these people seemed to know where to pick mushrooms as soon as they set out. It turned out that they had already chosen a place and knew that there were many mushrooms there.

"Are these poisonous? Why don't you pick them up?" Ji Lang asked, pointing at those left on the ground, but he clearly saw similar ones in Wu's backpack.

Qing Jiu glanced at the ground and said, "It's not poisonous, it's too small, there's no need to pick it up."

Ji Lang squatted down and plucked the mushroom which was slightly smaller than his palm. He held it in his palm with disbelief in his eyes, "Is this too small?" How could he be so extravagant?

Qing Jiu leaned over and sniffed it, then wrinkled his nose and stepped back, "This is bad, it stinks."

Ji Lang quickly shook off the mushrooms on his hands.

I also saw a clear smile on Qing Jiu's mouth when he turned his back.

Ji Lang couldn't help laughing. Fortunately, only Qing Jiu saw this, otherwise it would have been talked about at the dinner table.

He doesn't want everyone to talk about his embarrassing stories every time they have a meal.

Without much delay, Ji Lang and Qing Jiu began to pick mushrooms quickly.

I really just picked mushrooms. Although they were not everywhere, I could see one every one or two steps.