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

After taking a few deep breaths, she tried to distance her thoughts from the past and lowered her head to concentrate on dealing with the vines.

After the vines were dealt with, Wu Lu called the three women from last time over, and they all sat together.

"Hold the vine, like this first..." Wulu explained the weaving method in a gentle and delicate tone.

The women followed suit, knitting non-stop and occasionally chatting. Nishi Ichisu just listened quietly, rarely interrupting.

When she was a child, she followed her grandfather to weave baskets and other small items, so she still has some impressions.

The soil in the primeval forest is soft and covered with weeds and stones, so walking must be extremely inconvenient.

Thinking of Xiyi carrying a crossbow on his shoulder and heavy arrows wrapped around his waist, I wanted to make him a backpack.

Although this body is only three years older than Xi Yi, Xi Yiqi's actual age is 19. After all, he is the younger brother of the original body. After hearing the past, thinking about Xi Yi's small body, I always feel a little distressed.

Xi Yiqi has never seen bamboo in the Yanyuan tribe. He doesn't know whether there is no bamboo in this world or the tribe has not discovered it yet.

In desperation, they could only weave with vines, but they were not as exquisite as those weaving with bamboo.

In primitive society, it’s enough to be useful. You can’t become fat in one bite.

The vine in his hand is long, hard and very tough.

This body is still small and usually doesn't have enough to eat, so it naturally doesn't have enough strength, and weaving is quite difficult.

It took about an hour to weave the bottom of the frame. Wulu Amo saw that the gaps were not big and praised it a few times.

"hiss--"

The knuckles were covered with bright red marks from pressing the cane for a long time, and they hurt slightly.

An inexplicable emotion accumulated in Nishi Ichiki's heart, as if something was blocking his chest, and he continued to weave bit by bit.

She wanted to compile it as soon as possible.

When Yang climbed to the highest point in the sky, a noisy sound reached the ears of several people through the dense forest.

The collection team is back.

Siduo was seen with a frown on her face, looking a little worried, and the people behind her were also not in high spirits, obviously they did not make a good harvest.

Siduo is the woman who leads the collection and is also the companion of the tribe leader - Xi Yiqi learned this from the casual chat between Wulu, Lusi, Luyu and Youxi.

"Oh." Xi Yiqi sighed, his lips curled up slightly, and he thought to himself: I guess I will have to eat those sour and hard-to-swallow green radish fruits again today.

This thing looks a bit like a modern plum, but the taste is very different - the flesh is green and tastes astringent, far less sweet than plums.

Qingluo fruit trees are found almost throughout the entire collection area and are the most common collection item. Although the taste is not good, it can be stored for a week without going bad.

I wonder what the hunting team’s harvest was today?

It would be another two hours or so before they could return.

If it hadn't been for what happened this morning, Xi Yiqi wouldn't have cared, but now that she knew Xi Yi was her younger brother and had saved her, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Siduo silently led a few people to collect the fruits picked today.

Each time the gathering team goes out, they will take a few children with them, with the aim of letting them learn to identify and collect edible plants, so as to pass on the tribe.

But children are bound to make mistakes, and there are many things in the forest that appear harmless but are actually very poisonous.

Not long after they migrated here, when people were picking fruits, they mistakenly picked up a kind of unripe fruit that looked very much like the green radish fruit. This fruit was called green fruit.

The only difference between the root and stem is that it has some tiny black spots on it, which you can't see unless you look closely.

This kind of fruit does not grow where the Yanyuan tribe originally lived.

Once a person eats green fruit, he will die silently soon.

The first person to die was Siduo's five-year-old child.

These painful lessons taught Siduo to carefully check the food she picked every time and only distribute it after making sure it was correct.

Every member of the tribe is very precious, and no one wants to lose any more members.

Nishi Ichisu held three green radish fruits and a fruit shaped like a pear in his hand and wanted to go to the stream to wash them.

By chance, he ran into Heishi who was picking up firewood. His cheeks were swollen and there were red marks on his exposed chest from being beaten by Xiyi.

"Xi Qi, Xi Yi can't always be by your side." He stared at Xi Yi Qi viciously, his eyes full of resentment.

This was the first time I heard the original owner's name, and it turned out that it was missing a "one" from my original name.

Nishi Ichiki was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's not that I'm brave, it's just that the way this kid spoke, showing his gums with a missing tooth, looked a little funny.

I quickly raised my hand to cover my mouth, trying not to laugh too loudly.

Realizing that this might anger Kuroishi, Nishi Ichisu quickly turned and ran towards the stream, washing the fruit, ignoring the thorny gazes behind him.

She carefully washed the peel of each fruit, especially the one that looked like a pear - Han Guo. It tasted like a pear, with snow-white flesh, smooth texture, rich juice, and moderate sweetness. It was a fruit that Xi Yiqi liked more.

But this time he didn’t plan to eat it himself. Instead, he wanted to leave it for Xiyi. After all, he saved him this morning.

There is nothing else I can do to repay you now.

Although we don't expect to ease the relationship, we have to break the ice first. We can't go on like this.

After eating three green radish fruits, Xi Yiqi sat down and continued to weave her backpack. It took her grandfather six hours to make a backpack, and it would take her even longer.

It gets dark quickly in this season and there is no light at night. I don’t want to weave in front of the fire.

Myopia is a big taboo in the primeval forest. You can’t wear glasses here!

There is not much time left to edit, so we have to hurry up.

Maybe I will have to go with Siduo to collect them tomorrow. In this case, I may not be able to finish weaving them tomorrow. Naturally, the sooner Xiyi can use them, the better.

"Swish—"

The sound of branches shaking came along with the sound of footsteps.

The tall figure of the leader Chen Qi gradually emerged from the forest. The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, his face was serious, and his brows were furrowed, which was completely different from his expression yesterday.

What's going on here?

Is it because I didn’t hunt any good prey today?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the person behind me slowly coming out carrying a "four-legged beast" that was slightly smaller than the one yesterday.

Oh, through chatting, Nishi Ichiki now knows that this animal is called the bleating beast.

They love to eat grass like sheep, have soft fur, and are more docile than other large prey. They are easy to catch, but they are not common.

It's strange. When there were only mice and rabbits a few days ago, the leader didn't show his horse face. What happened?

Is it...

Nishi Ichiki immediately put down the basket in his hand and stood up quickly.

Sure enough, there was a big man behind carrying a person on his back, and it was the man of the pregnant woman!

His arm was injured, the bone was visible, the flesh was turned inside out, and blood was constantly gushing out.

Some chewed green plants were applied to the wound, probably herbs from this world.

The man was placed on the ground next to the fire, and the pregnant woman immediately ran over, her face pale as she looked at her injured partner.

She held her belly, knelt down and cried with tears in her eyes: "Zeyi! Zeyi!"

"What's going on here?!"

He seemed to have suddenly come to his senses, and he grabbed the tribe leader's hand and asked, "Chief, Wu Yu hasn't come back yet?"

"Wu Yu has been in the Washa tribe for almost seven days. He used to come back in six days, but I don't know why he hasn't come back this time." Chen Qi frowned, pursed his lips, and clenched his fists.

"Wow, wow, wow..." The woman couldn't help but burst into tears.

Such a serious injury could very likely take Zeyi's life.

In the past, if an injured person did not have the treatment of a witch doctor, his body would start to heat up in the middle of the night, and eventually he would no longer be able to respond.