Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Fu Cang looked at the five taels of silver as if it were a hot potato, and hurriedly pushed it back to Mo Xiaonian.

"I don't want it. You can keep it. I don't have any other place to spend money. I'll take it and throw it away. From now on, you can keep all the money in our family. Is your leg better?"

Mo Xiaonian shook her calves, and the tingling sensation just now had disappeared.

"I'm fine!"

"Then come and take a look at our house. We have been working very hard during the days you were away, and now it is halfway finished."

Mo Xiaonian held Fu Cang's arm and jumped down from the rock, and ran to her house.

Sure enough, their stone house had been built for more than half, including the two main rooms in the front, with only the tiles on the roof left to be installed. In addition, the two side rooms in the backyard had also been built for more than half.

What remains is a kitchen, a utility room and a small granary. Those are small things and simple. They can be filled in slowly after the house is built and people move in.

"You guys are amazing. You built so much in just half a month. Our house can be built in less than a month!"

"Yes, our house has been built, and we also need to build the sickle and stone houses together, as well as the great elder's house, so it will take us nearly half a year just to build the houses.

We have agreed that after our house is built, we will let Scythe and Stone live in our side room first, and build their houses slowly. We men can't just keep building houses and ignore other things. We still have to go out hunting to make a living. But by then, they don't have to worry about living in our house. Anyway, it will only take half a year for all the houses to be built."

"Okay, this is a good idea, but don't worry about making money. The money we have is enough for us to live for a few years. Besides, I am still here. I need to farm. After the crops are grown in the fields, you don't have to go hunting!"

Fu Cang touched Mo Xiaonian's little face with heartache.

"I don't want you to worry about the livelihood of the family. This is clearly what a grown man like me should do."

"That's nothing. I like doing these things. After I plant all my land, you can go and see for yourself. It's definitely better than hunting.

By the way, where are Grandma and Sister Luhua? I haven’t seen them since I came back for so long! "

"They didn't know you were coming back today. Since there was nothing to do in the fields, they went into the mountains to pick wild vegetables. Now the wild vegetables in the mountains are all out. The elder said that this is the best and tenderest time."

"oh oh!"

Mo Xiaonian looked at their simple stone house and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

The stones are uneven, so after building the house, a layer of yellow mud needs to be applied on the outside to level the house.

But Mo Xiaonian didn't like the yellow mud. She wanted to brush a layer of paint on the outside of the yellow mud. This would not only make it look beautiful, but also have the functions of being waterproof, moisture-proof, fire-proof and heat-insulating.

Yuelu and Luhua soon heard the news that Mo Xiaonian had returned, and came back carrying bamboo baskets.

What they picked back were not only wild vegetables, but also a bunch of wild flowers, which were pink and tender and particularly beautiful.

These were picked by Yuelu and Luhua specifically for Mo Xiaonian. They thought Mo Xiaonian would definitely like these things.

After Mo Xiaonian came back, the Yueluo Tribe seemed to come alive all of a sudden, no longer the lifeless appearance as before.

Fu Cang was still thinking about the farm tools that Mo Xiaonian bought, and kept asking her when the tools would be delivered.

Mo Xiaonian now particularly wants to confess to Fu Cang that she has a space, so that things won't be so troublesome.

But after thinking about it, Mo Xiaonian finally gave up the idea.

The matter of space is of such great importance. It's not that she doesn't trust Fu Cang, but once this kind of thing is made public, once the first person knows it, the second person will know it, and it won't take long for the news to spread to this person, which may bring catastrophic consequences to herself and even the entire tribe.

Mo Xiaonian didn't dare to take the risk, so she decided to keep the secret even at the cost of some trouble.

"Well, it should be around noon. You should go to work, and I'll go watch over it. I'll come and call you when the things are delivered."

"That's fine, but don't move it yourself!"

"Uh huh, I can't even move it!"

Mo Xiaonian took advantage of a time when no one was paying attention to her and sneaked into the woods next to the path leading to the outside world.

Now everyone in the tribe was working at home, and no one paid attention to Mo Xiaonian. She looked around and saw that there was no one on the road or in the woods, so she took out an iron plow, four iron rakes, four hoes, and four sickles from the space and spread them out on the ground.

These are the farm tools that Mo Xiaonian can think of that can be used now.

Things like plow wheels and winches can be exchanged when the harvest is almost ready.

Mo Xiaonian had never noticed before that there were so many farm tools that could be exchanged in her space mall. It might be related to the farming game she played. There was a special section in the space mall reserved for these farm tools. The farm tools in it were particularly complete, ranging from small sickles and hoes to large ones such as water wheels, curved plows, rice seedling horses, and stone mills. Anything you can think of is for sale in the mall.

After taking out all the farm tools, Mo Xiaonian exchanged them for a lot of paint, which she planned to paint on the walls of her home.

After Mo Xiaonian took out all these things, he stood on the side of the road and shouted in the direction of the tribe.

"Fu Cang! Fu Cang, come here!"

The people working on the edge of the tribe heard Mo Xiaonian's shout and passed it on to Fu Cang.

When Fu Cang heard this, he knew that someone had delivered these farm tools. He called for the sickle and stone and ran towards where Mo Xiaonian was.

Yuelu and Luhua also followed Fu Cang's footsteps and ran over. After everyone saw the pile of shining farm tools, they all exclaimed in amazement.

Fu Cang squatted on the ground, and was extremely curious about these things. He touched this and that with his hands.

Mo Xiaonian suddenly remembered something, picked up a sickle, and said to the sickle: "Sickle, look at what this is?"

Scythe's face suddenly turned red.

"Mo Xiaonian, stop teasing me. How could I not recognize it? This is called a sickle!"

"Oh, you know! This sickle has the same name as you! Do you want me to give you a sickle to play with?"