I'm bad and I'm hitting a wall, primitive life requires hard work

This place is not far from the tribe, only a few minutes' walk away, and we arrived there quickly.

After arriving at the tribe, Nishi Ichisu first took out some dried meat and wild vegetables and asked Nimei to help cook them. Then he simply treated the wound and applied some herbal medicine.

After doing all this, he did not sit down to rest, but walked towards the cave entrance. There were not many people in the tribe, only old people and children.

At the entrance of the cave,

At a glance, you can see Grandpa Lu Ye sitting there with his back hunched over, repairing the stone arrow.

Because of his limited mobility, he would not leave the cave too far. He would only sit at the entrance of the cave when the sun was shining, and polish the stone tools in his hands under the bright light. The rest of the time he would sit alone in the dark and cold cave.

"咚咚-"

His rough hands pressed the arrow and hit it hard. Under the light, the breeze blew his gray hair freely.

After calming down the sour emotions in his heart, Xi Yiqi silently walked to his grandfather and sat down. Just like last time, he just waited quietly for him to finish the work in his hands.

She knew that Grandpa Luye knew she was coming.

Didn't wait too long.

"What do you want to see me about?"

"I want to thank you for making the stone knife for me with all your heart, and thank you for finding such a good piece of material. There is no other stone knife that fits my hand better than this one." Xi Yiqi's eyebrows were curved, and his smile was bright and sincere.

Then, he stated the main purpose of this trip: "Grandpa Luye, I also want to ask you to help make a few more farming tools for planting."

After saying that, he folded up the sketches drawn on the leaves and handed them to Grandpa Luye.

Grandpa Luye took the sketch and looked at it carefully with squinted eyes.

The leaves are outlined with the shapes of simple farm tools such as stone hoes, pickaxes, plows and rakes.

Yan Luo and Arthur used stone shovels to open up the land, which was very inefficient, so they had to make special farming tools.

When Lu Ye saw the last picture, his brows furrowed slightly.

Nishi Ichisui leaned over to take a look—it was a sketch of a rake, with closely spaced teeth and a complex shape.

You know, stone is not as easy to shape as iron tools, and stone rakes are not easy to grind. Even Nishi Ichiki found it a bit difficult.

It would be nice to have bamboo, as it would be easier to make a bamboo rake.

"These things will take some time..."

Nishi Ichisu thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa Luye, just make two hoes and a pickaxe first. As for the rake, you can use wood, and then..."

Although this kind of thing will be used for a long time in the future, the number of potatoes brought back was not much, and the tribe did not have extra people to help with the reclamation, so two hoes were enough to turn the soil.

She pointed to the lines on the sketch and added some details.

Without stones to suddenly turn, these tools are not easy to make. They require combining wood and stone, and how to fix them becomes a big problem.

Grandpa Luye listened carefully and did not interrupt Nishi Ichiki when she was talking. He only gave his suggestions after she finished speaking. The two talked like this for a while.

"Okay, I'll make it as soon as possible."

Lu Ye plans to use all his time besides repairing stone tools to make these two things.

Nishi Ichiki glanced at the old man's cracked nails and the atrophied calf hanging beside him, and he couldn't help but feel sad. He asked, "Grandpa Luye, why don't you consider taking in an apprentice?"

Modern masters always like apprentices. With such good skills, it would not be too many to have a hundred or eighty of them.

"Disciple?" Lu Ye was slightly stunned and looked at Xi Yiqi in confusion.

“It’s someone who can inherit your craft and help you complete some of the work, alleviating your burden of making stone tools.”

Such exquisite skills should be passed on!

When Lu Ye heard this, he slowly lowered his head, gently stroked the stone arrow in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

In fact, he had thought about taking in disciples, but since the tribe migrated here, the demand for stone tools had decreased significantly, but what was lacking was manpower capable of hunting.

Thinking that he could still polish the stone tools for a few more winters, he did not take the matter to heart, and the days passed one by one.

Nowadays, because Wu Xiqi often comes up with some strange ideas, the demand for stone tools is gradually increasing.

He is old...

After returning to the embrace of Mother Nature, who will take over from me to make stone tools for the tribe?

It seems that I really need to find a suitable person to teach my skills.

The little girl in front of me gave me a reminder.

Grandpa Luye looked up at Xi Yiqi, wrinkles hanging on his loose face, his eyes firm and clear, he smiled and nodded: "You are right, I will pay attention to it."

Seeing that the old man had listened carefully, Xi Yiqi said no more.

The reason why I put forward such suggestions is not entirely for the development of the tribe, but I also feel sorry for this lonely old man.

Lu Ye has no partner or children and seems to have always been alone.

Carefully choosing an apprentice not only allows you to pass on your skills, but also provides you with companionship and care.

People always have to think about something when they are alive, so that they have hope in life.

He put his straw hat on his head, stood up, and said goodbye politely.

The food should be ready soon, I have to go back and deliver it!

Just took two or three steps.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "The stone was brought back by your brother Xiyi."

The girl in front of me paused.

The image of Xi Yi wanting to say something but stopping himself last night flashed through my mind.

Last night, she turned her head and happened to meet Xi Yi's gaze. She saw his eyes flash and his thin lips slightly opened.

The two of them stared at each other for a while, and Xi Yi didn't say a word.

Ever since becoming a wizard, Heishi has been sleeping in a corner with animal skins. Unexpectedly, Xiyi actually spread the animal skins not far from him.

After thinking for a while and deciding to say something to break the deadlock, the boy in front of me suddenly closed his eyes.

She had no choice but to close her mouth.

Xi Yi had a twisted personality and couldn't rush into this matter, so he didn't think any more about it. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Because it was my own younger brother, when I was washing up by the river this morning, I pulled out the little fragments of what happened last night from my mind and pondered them over for a few minutes.

Finally, a conclusion was reached that the old antique system strongly disagreed with: the younger brother missed himself!

This kid may not be very good at expressing his feelings. Maybe he is a little shy and behaves like this.

What surprised her most was that he had found such a good piece of stone for herself.

How did Xi Yi know about this?

Nishi Ichiki's mind was full of thoughts, his heart was filled with surprise and a little bit of helplessness, but his steps did not stop.

Carrying a backpack and holding a clay pot, he walked towards the wasteland...

*

Last night, Xi Yi and the hunting team had just walked to the outskirts of the tribe when they heard the tribesmen’s excited conversations mixed with the giggles of children from the gaps in the woods.

This is?

Why is it so lively?

Could it be... that she is back?

The backpack filled with stone tools was heavy, and his shoulders were sore from being squeezed by the leather belts, but none of these could slow down his brisk steps.

In the past, Xi Yi always walked at the end of the hunting team, but now he only took a few steps to walk behind the patriarch.

Look ahead.

Sure enough, it was Wu and his group who returned.

Xi Yi heaved a sigh of relief for no reason, and stopped walking. After the warriors behind him passed by, he followed the crowd leisurely.

The tribesmen in front gathered together, like flies and insects lying on a wild animal that had been dead for several days. They were so dense that it was difficult to see what was going on inside.

It's a bit annoying.

Xi Yi frowned slightly, slowly took out the stone tools from the backpack, then carefully picked out the damaged stone arrows and handed them to Grandpa Lu Ye who was sitting at the entrance of the cave.

……

"Xi Yi? Xi Yi?!" Grandpa Lu Ye's voice brought his thoughts back from drifting towards the crowd.

"Ah, Grandpa Lu Ye, what's wrong?" Xi Yi came back to his senses and looked at the old man in front of him with a little apology.

"Is that all?" Grandpa Lu Ye asked, looking at the stone arrow in his hand.

"Well, there wasn't much damage today. Just these few stone arrows need to be repaired." Xi Yi nodded and replied.

"Okay, it should be repaired tomorrow." Grandpa Lu Ye gave an approximate time, then slowly turned around with the support of the ground, and walked into the cave with difficulty dragging his lame leg.

He walked unsteadily with his back hunched. Xi Yi hurriedly caught up with him, held out his hand to support him, and asked with concern: "Do you want to get something? Let me help you?"

Grandpa Luye always keeps his grinding tools in order and neatly places them in a basket before returning to the cave to rest.

Although it was late at night, the tools scattered outside showed that he was not going to rest in the cave...

Lu Ye did not answer. He let Xi Yi support him and slowly walked into the depths of the cave.

There were mountains of woven baskets filled with all kinds of stone tools.

After fumbling for a few minutes, he stuffed something into Xiyi's hand.

"This belongs to your elder sister, so you should give it to her." Grandpa Lu Ye lowered his voice deliberately, making his already weathered and hoarse voice even deeper and harder to hear.

There was no bonfire in the cave, and the object in his hand felt cold.

He rubbed it with his fingers, and his years of experience with stone tools told him that it was a stone knife.

Feeling relieved.

"Thank you, Grandpa. I'll give it to her right away."

The image of the tightly packed crowd emerged in my mind.

There was no time to finish what was being said. The witch must need to rest. She must also be in urgent need of this stone knife. It should be no problem for me to squeeze into the crowd and give it to her, right?

Thinking of this, Xi Yi hurriedly walked out.

“Xi…” Grandpa Lu Ye behind him helplessly put down his empty hands, smiled and shook his head.

Turn your head and look towards the corner of the rock wall.

"Hey, isn't this child sleeping soundly here..."