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

"Oh, Sister Luhua, I want to ask you, you and Sister Yinzhi are usually very close, has Sister Yinzhi ever told you whether she wants to find another husband and live a good life together in the future?"

Reed flowers blinked and showed an embarrassed expression.

"This……"

"I know that those are private conversations between you and Sister Yinzhi, and it is not convenient to tell others.

I asked this question with no other intention. I was just thinking that our tribe has experienced so many disasters. There are many women without men in the tribe, and there are also many men who have lost their wives. Their lives are very difficult, especially those women with children.

Wouldn't it be a good thing if these men and women could re-form a family?

Moreover, after our tribe becomes stable, we should start to reproduce and encourage everyone to have more children. If those women who have lost their husbands hold the idea of not marrying a second husband, that would be too stupid and would not be good for the development of our tribe. "

Yuelu and Luhua looked at each other. They didn't expect that Mo Xiaonian would actually bring up this matter separately.

Luhua said hesitantly: "Although Yinzhi and I are good friends, she rarely tells me such private matters.

But I know that her life is indeed very difficult. A woman with a child has to work harder than a man. Sometimes she will encounter people who bully her because she has no man. Even though Yinzhi is a strong woman, she sometimes cries because of such things. "

Yuelu let out a long sigh.

"Yes, I understand their suffering the most because I have been through it myself. The sadness is unimaginable to outsiders.

But Xiao Nian, the concept in our tribe for a long time is that if a woman marries a second time, she will be looked down upon and criticized behind her back, so very few women will take this step. It is not easy to change everyone's concept."

Mo Xiaonian nodded.

"I know, I've seen that, but I don't want to give up just like that. It's not shameful for a woman to marry a second time, and no one can deprive them of their right to pursue happiness. So even though this is difficult, I still want to do it.

But there is no rush for this. We have already finished the work in the fields. Many people are idle in the winter. I want to take advantage of this free time to gather together some women whose husbands have died and teach them some skills, such as making clothes and embroidery.

Let them open their eyes and talk to them about these things from time to time. I think after a period of time, their mindsets may change.

Even if they still can't accept remarriage, at least they can learn some skills, which will provide them with more security in their future life."

Yuelu said "good" three times in a row.

Mo Xiaonian really put a lot of thought into considering these women.

She is indeed the goddess who can bless the tribe.

This year, under the guidance of Mo Xiaonian, every household in the Yueluo tribe dug a cellar to store vegetables for the winter. They also pickled sauerkraut and a lot of pickles according to her teachings, so that they would have more food to eat in the winter.

Yuelu planned to wait until these families had finished their preparations for the winter, then gather together all the women whose husbands had died and help them find easier ways to make money.

But before this matter could be implemented, Fu Cang returned from the Bullfighting Tribe.

Now Fu Cang has many fans in the Yueluo tribe. No matter whether he goes out or comes back, the people will spontaneously go to pick him up and see him off, and Mo Xiaonian and Yueluo are often the last to know that he is back.

This time too, a large number of people poured into the road at the entrance of the village. When Mo Xiaonian and Yue Lu were waiting to pass by, the two could only see the backs of the people in front of them.

"Why are there so many people coming to pick up Fu Cang when he returns? I was the one who came to pick him up before!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry!"

Yuelu pushed the back of the person behind him.

"Make way, let the goddess pass!"

When everyone heard that the goddess had arrived, they quickly made way for her.

Only then did Mo Xiaonian walk to the front contentedly.

Fu Cang, who was riding a horse, saw Mo Xiaonian at a glance and turned his horse's head to come in front of her.

"Ma'am, do you want to come up?"

"Can I?"

"of course can!"

Mo Xiaonian looked back at Yue Lu, and seeing her encouraging eyes, she smiled and extended her hand to Fu Cang.

Fu Cang exerted force with his arms and pulled Mo Xiaonian onto the horse's back, taking her towards the military camp.

The people who saw this scene burst into huge cheers. Mo Xiaonian waved to the people somewhat embarrassedly.

The people cheered even louder, and many of them called out to the leader and the goddess. The atmosphere was extremely warm.

Fu Cang took Mo Xiaonian to the center of the tribe and put her down.

"Xiao Nian, you go home first. I still have things to deal with. I will probably be able to go home in the evening."

Looking at Fu Cang's expression, Mo Xiaonian knew that his negotiation with the Bull Fighting Tribe this time would be very smooth. The heart that had been hanging in the air for such a long time was finally put at ease, and she nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then I'll go home and Grandma and I will prepare a meal for you to welcome your triumphant return!"

Fu Cang nodded and gently put Mo Xiaonian off the horse.

Yuelu had already gone home to start preparing. She killed a chicken and bought a slab of pork ribs from a butcher.

Before evening, Fu Cang came back and brought the sickle with him.

Now the sickle has become Fu Cang's right-hand man.

His former good partner has now become his good assistant. And because Scythe is still alone now, whenever Fu Cang makes delicious food at home, he will bring him back to eat together.

Fu Cang was very excited and talked about the negotiation trip to the Bullfighting Tribe at the dinner table.

“I always thought that the Bullfighting Tribe was a very powerful tribe, but now that I’ve visited and seen it, I feel that it’s just so-so.

From my point of view, except for the fact that the population of the Bull Fighting Tribe is larger than ours, everything else is not as good as ours. The tribe is particularly old.

And now the leader of the Bullfighting Tribe is bedridden. This time his illness is serious. When I saw him, he was paralyzed in bed and couldn’t get up. I don’t know how long he can live.”

Mo Xiaonian said in surprise: "Ah? The leader of the Bullfighting Tribe is about to die?"