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

But just as Ye was falling asleep, he suddenly heard his father groaning in pain. He got up and touched him, only to find that Uncle Lin had a fever, and a very high fever.

When he wanted to find the medicine for Uncle Lin from last time, he found that it had been taken. This meant that Uncle Lin had had a fever several times when Ye and everyone else didn't know, but he had taken medicine.

When they entered the house, Uncle Lin was already a little confused due to the fever. He kept saying, "Ye, what are you going to do?" and then "It's all my fault for not taking good care of our child."

After hearing these two sentences, Ye started to cry.

Ji Lang also felt uncomfortable after hearing this. He first took a look at Uncle Lin's condition. He didn't really know any medical skills, so he could only feed Uncle Lin a fever-reducing pill and then soak a wet towel in cold water to help Uncle Lin cool down physically.

After struggling for nearly half an hour, there was still no effect. Uncle Lin kept groaning in discomfort. Ji Lang thought of his childhood in his hometown. When he had a fever, his grandparents would use burning liquor to wipe his body, which would quickly bring down his temperature.

There was really no other way, so Ji Lang went back to the house and fetched some liquor. He took a shallow bowl, poured half a bowl of liquor into it, found a piece of dry grass and lit the liquor. The blue flame swayed in the dim cave, giving a strange and mysterious feeling.

Ji Lang asked Ye to use the bowl of liquor to wash Uncle Lin's body.

Several people kept guarding for more than an hour. Uncle Lin had fallen into a deep sleep. Ye touched his father's forehead and found that his fever was not as high anymore.

Breathe a long sigh of relief.

Ji Lang and Qing Jiu finally felt relieved and went back to the room to sleep.

The next morning, Xiaoman, who was sleeping next to him, had not woken up yet, so Ji Lang quickly got up and went to Uncle Lin's room.

Uncle Lin had woken up. He took a thermos cup, knelt on the kang, and drank hot water sip by sip. His face still looked sick, his lips were dry and slightly purple, and he looked like he was having trouble breathing.

Ye sat on the edge of the kang with red eyes and a look of anger on her face. She wanted to say something but swallowed it back when she saw Ji Lang coming in.

Ah Zhou was adding firewood to the stove. When he saw Ji Lang coming in, he quickly took out a stool and asked Ji Lang to sit by the stove and warm himself by the fire.

Uncle Lin spoke with a smile, still in high spirits, "Xiao Lang, thank you for your hard work last night. You saved my old bones again." Fortunately, Ji Lang just came in, otherwise he would have been scolded by his son again. Uncle Lin was now doubly grateful to Ji Lang.

Ji Lang waved his hands and said, "I didn't do anything. We still need to find someone in our tribe who knows medicine. I'm afraid my half-baked skills won't be of any use when the time comes."

Ah Zhou glanced at Ye, who nodded slightly at him before speaking to Ji Lang, "There is an old lady who knows about herbs among the remaining people in the Snow Mountain Tribe. When the warm season comes, Xiaoying and I will bring them here."

That's a good feeling. Ji Lang's eyes lit up and he was about to speak, but Ye next to him suddenly said, "I'll go with you."

The couple seems to have a good relationship and they don't want to be apart for such a long time, Ji Lang was teasing in his heart, turned around and saw Ye with red eyes but a determined face, realized that it was not the case, and asked uncertainly, "Are you going to bring back the people from the Snow Mountain Tribe?" Don't fail to bring back anyone and leave yourself outside.

Ye shook his head. "I want to follow them to find the magic herb that can cure my father's illness. Zhou said that an old lady from their tribe dug up one near the Snow Mountain Tribe a few years ago."

Ji Lang opened his eyes wide, "Really?" He turned to look at A Zhou. After all, he had always thought that the magic herb was just a psychological sustenance for these people and did not actually exist.

"It's true, but its effect is not as powerful as the legend says. The magic herb that grandma picked up was distributed to three sick people in the tribe. Only one of them recovered, and the remaining two slowly died." Ah Zhou looked at Ye and said, his eyes full of worry.

He and Ye have been together for such a long time, so he naturally knows how important Uncle Lin is to Ye. If something really happened to Uncle Lin, Ye would probably collapse.

Ye couldn't help but wipe the corner of his eyes with his sleeve, "Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will go." He couldn't just watch his father die slowly, as long as there was a glimmer of chance to save his father, he would not give up.

Ji Lang nodded in understanding, and put himself in Ye's shoes. If he were Ye, he would make the same choice.

"But when do you plan to leave? Are you leaving as soon as the warm season comes?" After all, Ji Lang had never experienced this and didn't understand what the situation was like outside after the cold season ended.

Ah Zhou shook his head. "It takes a while. It's about a full month after the warm season. When the cold season is just over, the grass on the ground and the leaves on the trees haven't grown out yet. It's easy to be exposed if you move around outside without cover. Also, the wild animals are hungry and hunting right after the cold season. If you run into them, there's nowhere to hide. It's very dangerous."

Ji Lang thought about it and it made sense. The snow had just melted, and the field outside was bare, with no weeds growing yet. It was full of hungry wild animals with green eyes. People walking outside were no different from moving food.

It's hot now. The thick fur down jackets are no longer wearable. Everyone has taken off the fur on the outside.

At noon, the sun was still quite hot. It was wet outside due to melting snow. The mountain opposite was already black and white. The snow on the sunny side of the mountain had long disappeared. Only on the top of the mountain and the shady side of the mountain could you still see patches of snow, but it was slowly getting less every day.

It's rare that there is a bit of moisture in it.

Although the snow on the mountain has melted, it is impossible to go out these days. There is a large open space in the outer yard. Because the frozen parts have melted, there are mud pits everywhere you step on. This is when the snow is cleared every day. Not to mention the mountains outside where the snow is so thick that it is enough to kill people. You can imagine how big the mud pit will be if you step on it.

But at least they don't have to stay in the cave anymore. Ji Lang took a few little kids and puppies to carefully inspect the newly built rack in the yard. Under the rack were carbon fiber tubes that Ji Lang had refreshed throughout the winter season. When the hollow grass grew out, he would collect some gum tree sap and use it to make water pipes.

Speaking of water pipes, Ji Lang was a little worried. The snow water he had stored before was almost used up, but he didn't know whether the ice in the bamboo water pipe had not melted yet or it was blocked by something, so only a little water came out. If this continued, they would have to go to the mountain to fetch water.

"Xiaoman, how about your side? Can the tarpaulin cover the pipes?" Ji Lang pulled the tarpaulin on the shelf to cover the pipes below. There were really too many brushes and there was no room to put them in the house, so he had to take them out and put them outside. Ji Lang was worried that they would be damaged by the wind and sun outside, so he took the tarpaulin to cover them.

Xiaoman shouted excitedly in a childish voice, "It can be blocked. I'll hold it down with a brick, so it won't run away." He looked over here eagerly with a look of seeking credit.

Ji Lang smiled, walked over, and touched his little face which had become rounder during the whole winter season. "How smart!"

This child had a very weak body when he was young, and even though he had been well fed and well fed, he only grew a little taller. Now he has finally gained some weight, and his face has become rounder, making his two big eyes look rounder as well. The highland red on his cheeks that had lingered during the cold season has also become much lighter in the past few days, and he looks like a healthy kid.

Ji Lang teased him, "Such a clever little head, it's obvious that it's suitable for pulling carrots."

As he said this, he was about to reach out and hold the little guy's face with both hands. When the child heard this, he immediately laughed and ran away. Seeing him running away, Ji Lang changed his target and stretched out his evil hands to the strong but slow little bean Ding Chuan. There was no way, Wu ran faster than Xiao Man, and Ji Lang didn't have time to make a move.

This is a game that Jilang likes very much recently. He holds the child's head and lifts the child up so that the child's feet are off the ground. It is very fun for Jilang, but for this group of children, it is fun at the beginning, but it becomes less interesting after playing it for a long time, and it also makes their necks hurt. So now, when they see Jilang reaching out his hand, they know what he is going to do and run faster than rabbits. Only Chuan, who is slow, will always be caught and beaten.

After playing for a while, Xiaoman and Wu squatted beside Chuan, comforting him as he covered his neck, frowned, and had tears in his eyes but said nothing.

Feeling guilty, Ji Lang went into the house to get a flashlight and prepared to go to the outer yard to check the water pipe.

The person coming in was Guo Qi, who had picked up some mud from somewhere. After the rainy and cold seasons, there were some potholes in the corners of the yard, which looked very ugly. Guo Qi picked up some mud and planned to fill them up. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ji Lang, who turned away and ran away with a guilty look.

Just as I was wondering, I took two steps inside and saw my son, who was covering his neck and looking pitiful.

Guo Qi:......

No need to think, it's definitely pulling radishes again.

No one knows what this "radish" is. Anyway, it has become a game that scares the little kids recently. They often see Ji Lang quietly walking behind the little kids, and then howling like a ghost.

Guo Qi smiled and shook his head. It was because he was too bored recently that Ji Lang had to find something interesting to kill time.

The ground in the outer yard was still muddy. There was nothing I could do but get some dry grass from the woodshed and spread it on the ground. That made it easier to walk on and I wouldn't sink into the mud.

There was a wooden bucket placed under the bamboo water pipe, and water continued to drip down. Ji Lang squatted on the ground with a flashlight, and looked inside with great effort, but there was nothing there, it was pitch black. He could see a little at the mouth of the pipe, where the ice had melted, but he could not see anything further inside.

I knocked and the sound was muffled, not the hollow and crisp sound before.

I think there is still a blockage inside. It would be best if it was ice and it would be fine once it melts. Otherwise, if some ignorant little gopher or rabbit gets in, the water pipe will be ruined and will have to be dug out and checked again. It’s just too much trouble.

After looking for a long time without any results, Ji Lang had no choice but to go back to the inner courtyard. He thought to himself that after a day or two, when the ground was drier, he would quickly reclaim some land on the mountain while Xiaoying and Zhou were still there. Otherwise, after they left, the work would have to be done by the remaining few people, and then everyone's workload would double. He had to squeeze as much as he could while people were still around.

Ji Lang, who wanted to become a landlord, came in through the doorway and sat in the yard to bask in the sun. Several boys ran into the house and hid.

Jilang: ...

Is he some kind of scourge?

They say children are fickle, and there is nothing wrong with that. I used to always come up to him when I saw him, but now I avoid him like the plague. Alas.

After three consecutive days of bright sunshine, the snow on the mountains outside completely disappeared, the ground became dry, and even dust appeared.

Looking from afar on the sunny side of the mountain, a thin layer of green buds has already emerged.

After Ji Lang finished watching the incident and slept all night, when he got up for breakfast the next day, he heard Li and Ye say that water was leaking from the pipe. It was not smooth at first, and several pieces of ice that had not completely melted slowly came out. Now it was exactly the same as before.

In the corner of the wall close to the water pipe, you can also see tender green sprouts growing.

Some buds can be seen sprouting from the big trees in the outer courtyard, a sign that spring is coming back to the earth and all things are reviving. Ji Lang couldn't help but get excited. In this warm season, he was going to really work hard and plant everything that could be planted. Moreover, the warm season was long, the land here was fertile, and there was no shortage of water. Maybe he could even have two harvests.

Not only does he want to farm, he also wants to raise animals such as ducks, pheasants, sheep, and rabbits. If he can catch a live cow, he would also like to raise one.

I woke up early in the morning, Qingjiu was still asleep, Ji Lang sat on the kang and put on his clothes. Although it was warm when the sun was out, it was still very cold in the mornings and evenings, so Ji Lang still wore his down jacket.

"Why did you get up so early today?" Qing Jiu also woke up and stretched out his strong arms to help Ji Lang adjust the hat that was nestled around his neck.

Ji Lang stood there obediently and asked him to help. "Brother Guo said he wanted to move the sheep and duck manure to the fields. I'm going to see if there's anything else that can be reclaimed nearby. Then I can open up a few more plots of land to plant pumpkins."

There is no chemical fertilizer in this world. If you want to fertilize the fields, you can only rely on human and animal feces, and the ash from burning plants.

"I'll go with you." Qing Jiu said as he slipped off the kang and quickly put on his clothes.

Ji Lang scooped water from the water tank, poured a cup for Qing Jiu and himself, squeezed some toothpaste, and the two squatted beside the bucket of dirty water and brushed their teeth together.

When the two came out, Guo Qi and A Zhou had already shoveled the manure piled in the sheep pen onto the car.

Guo Qi pulled the cart in front and the rest pushed the cart from behind, and the group went to the field in a mighty manner.

The dead branches were still there in the ground, but after a whole winter season, they had turned black and stuck tightly to the ground. It looked like it would take a lot of effort to clean them up. At first, Ji Lang was thinking about burning these grass roots and dry branches and leaves, but after all, this was not a real rural area. There was dead grass all around, and if there was a gust of wind, it would be like setting the mountain on fire and he would be sent to prison for life.

Fortunately, everyone took the necessary tools and soon started working in the field. Qingjiu and Guoqi were in the front digging out the grass roots and dead vines still in the ground, Zhou followed behind to pick them up, and Xiaoying was at the back, spreading the feces mixed with wood ash on the ground with a shovelful.