Traveling through the world of beasts, the Ice-cold Snake Husband is both enchanting and wild

At dawn the next day, Mu Qingqing was still dreaming when she heard someone knocking on the door.

She yawned and stood up, and saw the figure of the patriarch through the crack in the door.

So she got dressed and went out.

The tribe leader's expression was very calm. "They probably won't come today. I'll find a few more orcs..."

"No need." Mu Qingqing interrupted the patriarch.

"I'll find it myself."

The patriarch nodded without asking any questions.

"When the time comes, I'll give you some of the meat."

Mu Qingqing nodded in agreement.

When I returned to the house, the kids were sleeping in all directions.

Last night Yu'er wanted to sleep with his brother, and Mu Qingqing agreed. As a result, he is now drooling in his sleep.

Mu Qingqing covered Yu'er's belly, and also covered Mo Yan. Mo Lin had a good sleeping posture, so she didn't have to worry.

Returning to her bed, Mu Qingqing yawned again and slowly closed her eyes.

Little did he know that Mo Lin, who was separated by a tree, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and not sleepy at all.

And in his hand, he was holding a stone knife.

He looked down at the stone knife and put it aside.

He woke up when the female got up. Years of vigilance had formed a habit, and he was afraid he would not be able to change it in the future.

He really wants to have a good sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, as expected, the sun was shining on my butt.

As soon as Mu Qingqing opened her eyes, she saw Yu'er's pretty little face.

"Mom, the sun is out, you are so shameful for sleeping in."

Mu Qingqing was in a very good mood. She hugged Yu'er and kissed her hard, which made Yu'er smile.

But when she sat up, she saw that there were actually quite a few people in the room.

Grandma Yang, Grandma Yang’s little grandson, Mo Lin, and Mo Yan.

Mu Qingqing looked at the two little brats in surprise.

"You're not going to the mountain today?"

Aunt Yang poked the ground with a stick.

"No bath today!"

Mu Qingqing then remembered.

Just like going to work, there are a few days every month in the tribe when orcs and females don't have to go up the mountain to hunt and gather.

This day is set aside to deal with the things that have been piled up and have not been dealt with.

For example, the orcs dug potatoes together, distributed the hunted game, repaired the fences around the tribe, and repaired the damaged houses of every household.

In short, there are still a lot of things to do.

Mu Qingqing didn't expect that she would see such a system even when she arrived in the Orc Continent. It was also novel.

The little tiger cub jumped onto the bed. Mu Qingqing hugged him, touched his chin, and made him hum and snore comfortably.

"So what are we going to do today?"

Aunt Yang and the kids looked at each other.

She was called over by the two little guys today because Xiao Yan said that he hunted a lot of prey yesterday and asked her to come over to eat some delicious food.

Yesterday at noon, Mu Qingqing cooked for Yang A-mo, but Yang A-mo didn't eat it because she was worried about Mu Qingqing.

Second, because food was scarce, it was not easy for everyone.

If Aunt Yang knew that Mu Qingqing cooked for the orcs yesterday, she would definitely give her a few beatings.

She knew the two boys' good intentions, and initially she said she would never come over no matter what. However, Mo Lin said that the female was a good cook, so she let her brother have something good.

Only then did Yang A-mo let go.

Her little grandson has rarely had a good meal since he was born. The main reason they can survive is that the clan leader is kind-hearted and gives them some food for free every week. Although it is not much, at least they will not starve to death.

Later, with potatoes, she was finally able to eat her fill, so she no longer desired anything else.

She glanced at Mu Qingqing and asked, "Aren't you building a house?"

Mu Qingqing silently looked at the young and old in the room.

How can we build it without a single adult orc?

But since the topic came up, Mu Qingqing spoke.

"Amo Yang, Mo Yan and Mo Lin, do you know any adult orcs? Can you ask them to come over and help? I can use..."

Mu Qingqing originally wanted to offer animal meat as a reward, but after thinking about it, she changed her mind and realized that the animal meat was all brought back by Mo Lin through hard hunting.

"I can ensure that their family can survive the winter!"

As soon as the words fell, several people looked up.

Mu Qingqing touched her nose and said, "But those who are too old, or already sick, or disabled..."

Saying it means not saying it.

When Yang A-mo was young, she didn't know what to do, but she had a strong ability to understand.

"You mean, you can ensure that they live in a completely warm environment?"

Mu Qingqing's eyes lit up.

"Yes, and there is food. I can take care of that too."

Are you kidding? There are so many things in her space, and you’re afraid there won’t be enough to eat.

Yang A-mo's eyes flickered.

"Can you really keep the house warm for two months?"

Mu Qingqing nodded without hesitation.

"can."

Yang A-mo looked a little excited, "Is it okay to be a little disabled?"

Mu Qingqing nodded, "Okay."

After thinking for a while, she asked again.

"Did that orc bully any of the little cubs?"

Although Yang A-mo was confused, she did not ask and just shook her head.

"No, he helped a few kids before, but then he injured his leg, so he can't go up the mountain to hunt."

Mo Yan and Mo Lin were still immersed in Mu Qingqing's question when they looked up and heard these words.

They knew who Yang Amo was talking about.

Uncle Lion Hao.

When Mo Lin was young, Shi Hao felt sorry for him and fed him from time to time. Later, he injured his leg and Shi Hao never saw him go out again.

Having said that, the two little guys couldn't help but think of the orcs who had helped them over the years.

"I have two orcs I know." Mo Lin said in a hoarse voice.

Mu Qingqing nodded happily, "Then go ask them if they are willing to come and help."

Mo Yan pursed his lips and followed behind Mo Lin.

"Wait a moment." Mu Qingqing suddenly called them, used the cabinet as a cover, and took out several cream buns from the space.

Mu Qingqing took out six or seven cream buns.

"You can't go to someone else's house empty-handed. Give these to them and eat these for yourselves."

The two brothers took their things and left in silence.

After they left, Mu Qingqing took four more loaves of bread.

She gave one to Yang Amao and one to the little tiger cub, and ate half herself. Yu'er liked it, so she gave her one and a half.

Yang A-mo looked at the soft bread in her hand and smelled a scent she had never smelled before. Finally, she couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart.

"What is this? How is it made?"

Mu Qingqing was unable to explain, so she simply said that it was made with starch or something.

The process was too troublesome and Yang A-mo lost interest.

She originally thought that she was old and had bad teeth, so the food she ate was limited. If this thing was easy to make, she wouldn't have to go hungry all the time at her old age.

The little tiger cub cried loudly while eating the cream bread, and its face was covered with cream, which made Mu Qingqing laugh.

However, at this moment, there was a noise outside the house.

Mu Qingqing thought of her two little ones who had just left, and prayed that it had nothing to do with them.

However, she was still disappointed.

Not only that, when she opened the door, she saw a scene that made her eyes burst with anger!