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

Yuelu perked up, clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it above his head.

“It doesn’t matter. We in the Yueluo tribe have gone through all kinds of hardships. This is just the smallest of them, so don’t be discouraged. Besides, our home is not necessarily destroyed. What Fu Cang said is just his guess.

Now Fu Cang has brought back two large iron pots. Whoever wants to cook can take turns using them. We have been running for our lives for most of the night, so we should rest quickly. When we have rested enough, we will go out to find food. After the flood recedes, we will find a way to rebuild our homes."

Yue Lu's words finally restored some of the spirits of these people. They all went into the newly set up tents to catch up on their sleep. Fu Cang was no exception and came to the tent where Mo Xiaonian was.

Mo Xiaonian was also feeling sleepy now.

She had just fallen asleep when Fu Cang came back. Seeing that he had no missing limbs, Mo Xiaonian felt relieved. She yawned and was about to go to bed when Fu Cang walked in from outside.

"Grand Elder, have you prepared the beds for us?"

Mo Xiaonian said with all his strength: "Yes, it was all done by people in the tribe. The elder said that this room is the biggest one for us. I am so sleepy. I need to take a nap."

Mo Xiaonian was just about to lie down on the bed, but unexpectedly Fu Cang got there first and lay down on the simple bed made of branches.

Fu Cang's body was so big that the wooden bed creaked after he pressed on it.

But one has to admire these savages, they really have some wisdom. The wooden bed made a lot of noise but didn't collapse, and it actually supported Fu Cang.

Mo Xiaonian was a little dumbfounded.

"What do you want to do?"

"Go to sleep! I was exhausted last night and I'm very sleepy now. My clothes are wet too, I need to take them off and hang them to air."

Fu Cang said this and took off his shirt in front of Mo Xiaonian without changing his expression or heartbeat, revealing a body of muscles so beautiful that Mo Xiaonian blushed.

Even so, Mo Xiaonian still wanted to fight for herself.

"But there is only one bed here. If you sleep here, where should I sleep?"

Fu Cang tilted his head and suddenly hooked his finger at Mo Xiaonian.

"come here."

Alarm bells rang in Mo Xiaonian's heart.

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't you want to go to bed?"

Fu Cang stretched out his arm and actually grabbed Mo Xiaonian's arm, then brought her in front of him.

"These are hard times, so we all need to make do with it and sleep well together!"

After Fu Cang finished saying these words, he stretched out his arm and dragged Mo Xiaonian to the bed. Mo Xiaonian was restrained for a whole minute, huddled beside Fu Cang's arm and dared not move, for fear of touching Fu Cang's body that was emitting burning heat.

The only thought in her mind now was why this bed looked so simple but was so sturdy and had not collapsed yet.

However, Mo Xiaonian was too sleepy. After a series of irrelevant thoughts ran through his mind, he became dazed and fell asleep.

She and Fu Cang were awakened by a scream.

Mo Xiaonian felt very annoyed. She was in a very bad mood when she woke up. She didn't even open her eyes, and was about to bury her head in the quilt and continue sleeping.

But when she buried her head in a warm place, she realized something was wrong.

It was not very soft but extremely elastic. The burning heat went straight from her cheeks into her heart. There was also a faint smell of sweat mixed with the scent of grass...

Mo Xiaonian suddenly opened her eyes, and found that she was sleeping in Fu Cang's arms, and her arms were actually around Fu Cang's waist.

This is really a huge stimulation for someone who has been single since birth.

What Mo Xiaonian wanted to do most now was to scream with Linghua who was standing at the door of the tent.

However, Fu Cang's face was so grim that Mo Xiaonian felt that if she screamed, he might break her neck.

So she timidly buried her face again.

Fu Cang grabbed a branch from the ground and threw it directly at Linghua.

Linghua stopped screaming, but was still unwilling to leave.

"Brother Fu Cang, how could you sleep with that woman in your arms? She is a woman of unknown origin, and most importantly, she has tuberculosis, which is fatal. If you get it, even my father can't cure you!"

"Shut up! Get out of here!"

Linghua's face turned red with anger. She bit her lip hard and said again, "The elder wants you to go to her place for dinner! Why don't you hurry over!"

After saying this, Linghua stomped her feet and left.

Mo Xiaonian quickly retracted her claws, quietly slipped off the bed, and pretended to be calm as she tidied her clothes.

Fu Cang closed his eyes tightly and then sat up.

"Let's go, let's go eat first and see what the Great Elder has prepared for us to eat."

"Okay... shouldn't you put on your clothes first?"

Fu Cang felt that it didn't matter, so he grabbed his clothes and put them on.

There is nothing to eat at the Great Elder's place.

Just think about it, there are more than 200 people in their tribe, now gathered on the top of this mountain. The food they can find is really limited. The great elder picked some leaves from the fairy tree and a fruit called acorn, crushed them and cooked a pot of porridge with the leaves, which was very similar to the bowl that Fu Cang brought to Mo Xiaonian at that time.

Yue Lu had always been alone, so when she was looking for food, she deliberately found more. She gave half to the high priest's family, and kept half for herself, which was just enough for her and Fu Cang Mo Xiaonian to eat together.

Mo Xiaonian watched the two of them talking while eating the bowl of porridge without changing their expression. She also gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, drinking the porridge as if it were medicine.

She didn't understand why she had to suffer this, because she had flour in her space! It was just inconvenient to take it out.

Yuelu said to Fucang worriedly, "With so many of us gathered on this hill, eating has become a big problem. I've asked a few hunters to go out and look around to see if they can find any prey, but unfortunately, those animals have gone to take shelter. They wandered around for a long time but didn't even find a pheasant. What are we going to eat if the flood doesn't recede for a while?"

Fu Cang thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I'll go out for a walk later. Although the flood is fierce, it will recede one day. I'll go out to see if the water level has dropped. As long as the water level drops a little, we will have a larger area to forage for food, and we will always be able to find food."