The little female is too delicate, marrying a beast and giving birth to a baby

"Isn't my sister okay?" Lin Sangyi prefers a well-behaved and gentle daughter.

Zhu Li paused, which made Lin Sangyi feel dissatisfied. "What's wrong?"

"Female cubs are fine too. I like female cubs too." Zhu Li wiped away the tears from the corners of Lin Sangyi's eyes.

"Zhu Li, you! Why are you even more............ than before!"

Zhu Li looked crazy, Sangsang belonged to him tonight.

The next day, Lin Sangyi got up holding his waist. There was no residual warmth beside him, so Zhu Li went out hunting early.

She scolded Zhu Li, saying that he was like a vicious wolf last night, biting and demanding non-stop.

No matter who it is tonight, she will turn them away. She is so tired that her waist is almost broken.

"Mom! I want to take Tangyuan out for a walk today!" Ling Yue saw her mother coming downstairs and threw herself into Lin Sangyi's arms.

Pulling Lingyue to sit on the stone bench, Lin Sangyi took out a wooden comb and gently braided Lingyue's hair into two small braids.

"Do you want your mother to accompany you?"

Ling Yue shook her head like a rattle, "My brother said he would go with me."

Xuan Ze was waiting outside early in the morning, transformed into his original form, and rolled around in the fields.

Lin Sangyi sent Lingyue to the door and saw Xuanze was covered in mud. "Xuanze! You got yourself dirty again! Don't lead your sister astray!"

Ling Yue was originally a very clean little girl, but ever since she followed Xuan Ze around running and jumping everywhere, she always had spots of mud on her body every time she came back.

"Mom, this is called masculinity!" This is what he extracted from his mother's inherited memory.

"Still manly, if you come back dirty tonight, you'll sleep on the floor!"

It’s really troublesome to wash Xuan Ze’s quilt every day. It’s better to let him sleep on the floor.

Xuan Ze is at the age when his skin is young and his immunity is weak, so he has to keep the living environment clean.

Taking advantage of the good sunshine today, Lin Sangyi took out all the animal skins and quilts to dry them in the sun to kill bacteria.

Lin Sangyi found the dried flowers on the windowsill and pulled them up. They had been away from home for a long time and hadn't watered them for a long time, so all the flowers died.

Seeing Fusheng squatting on the ground through the window, Lin Sangyi called him, "Fusheng, why didn't you go out to play with your brother?"

Hearing his mother's voice, Fusheng's little head popped out from the field, "I don't want to go out to play, I want to stay at home."

He was very interested in farming and was thinking about why a tiny seed could grow into edible food.

"Then help your mother pick some flowers nearby!" Lin Sangyi was afraid that Fusheng would be bored staying alone, so she arranged things for him to do.

She discovered that the two male cubs in the family had different personalities: Xuanze was lively and had his own opinions, while Fusheng was shy and had some social anxiety.

As long as he is not given any work to do, he can sit in the ground all day.

“Okay!” Fusheng was still little, and his sweet, baby voice softened Lin Sangyi’s heart.

After experiencing the attack by the Five Grains, the tribe patrolled more rigorously, and sent more orcs to patrol in different time periods.

Lin Sangyi could also let the children go out and play. The tribal hunting team went out hunting every day. Shi Sheng and the others went out early and came back in the afternoon.

When they came back, they saw the three little ones in the square and they were able to bring them back.

Throwing the dried flowers out of the window, Lin Sangyi left the window and tidied up the kitchen.

When she disappeared by the window, Hua Nu walked out from the darkness.

He picked up the dried flowers with a broken look in his eyes. Many of these flowers were given by him.

"She doesn't need you."

"It's okay, she doesn't need me."

He came here this time to give an explanation for his feelings, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.

Turning around dejectedly, Hua Nu left reluctantly.

He always thought he had made up his mind, but he couldn't bear to give up.

Lin Sangyi simply tidied up the kitchen and supported her chin with her hands. She wanted to make a loom.

Draw all the remaining gold coins, and the fruit will change the probability of the draw, so that you can get a loom and ten rolls of silk in the last ten draws.

The loom was moved outside the tree house, and the silk was hung on the loom. The loom made a creaking sound, attracting Fusheng to come closer.

He was holding a lot of flowers in his hands. He put the flowers on the ground and squatted beside him to watch his mother weaving.

Just after she finished weaving a piece of cloth, Lin Sangyi noticed Fusheng squatting next to her.

Fusheng looked on eagerly. He thought his mother was so amazing that she could turn thread into a piece of cloth.

Fusheng happened to be here, so Lin Sangyi asked Fusheng to stand still in front of her, took out the measuring tape she won in the lottery, and measured his size.

She weaved cloth to make beautiful clothes for the children. They were all wearing animal skin clothes made by Shi Sheng and others.

Fu Sheng still has an exposed belly, and when the weather gets cold, his stomach will feel uncomfortable.

After measuring the size, Lin Sangyi began to cut.

I didn't control it well the first time and the scissors were crooked an inch. Fortunately, I corrected it in time and made a fold, which can be regarded as a small design.

Soak the finished clothes in water and scrub them clean.

The sun was the hottest in the afternoon. After washing, the clothes were blown dry for a while and then Lin Sangyi changed them for Fusheng.

The clothes have not been dyed yet, and the white silk clothes are soft and close to the body.

Unexpectedly, such a thin layer of cloth could also have temperature. He didn't feel cold at all. Feeling the warmth of the clothes, Fusheng turned around happily.

"thanks Mom!"

The clothes were white, and Fu Sheng didn't want to sit on the ground for fear of getting his new clothes dirty.

"Sure, mom will dye it for you. What color do you like?"

Fusheng thought for a long time, went into the vegetable garden, and came out holding a cabbage, "I want this color."

He wanted green and white clothes because he thought the color of cabbage was particularly beautiful.

"Okay, mommy will get some dye for you now."

Dyeing is what Lin Sangyi is best at. When she was a child, she loved dyeing her nails.

After extracting the pigment and soaking the clothes in it, Lin Sangyi began to weave the second piece of cloth.

After the clothes were dyed and dried, Zhu Li took his two children home, holding one in each hand.

Xuan Ze kept flapping his arms and legs, but before he had enough fun, he was dragged home by his father Zhu Li.

His friends all saw it, and he felt so embarrassed, "Father Zhu Li! Let me down now!"

"No, your mother has told you so many times not to play in the mud. Look at you, you are so dirty."

He turned his head to look at Ling Yue, who was still holding Tangyuan in her arms. Her excited look made Zhu Li stop talking.

Ling Yue can play if she wants to. At this stage, she should have fun.

After a while, they will have to train Xuan Ze in hunting and trap-making skills.

As soon as she landed, Ling Yue happily ran towards Lin Sangyi and stopped three steps away from Lin Sangyi.

She was dirty and couldn't get her mother's clothes dirty.

Ling Yue happily showed off her achievements, she had painted her nails very beautifully.

"Mom, look! Are my nails pretty?"

Her nails were dyed with purple fruits, which Lingyue thought were particularly beautiful.

"Very beautiful, Lingyue is amazing, what did you use to dye it?"

Lin Sangyi always felt that things were not that simple, and felt vaguely uneasy.

Xuan Ze took it out from his own space, "Here are mine! We picked a lot more!"

"Smilax glabra!" Lin Sangyi panicked. What Xuan Ze was holding in his hand was Smilax glabra.

Phyllanthus smilax, as the name suggests - hit the road.