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The female marking of a beast husband is just a threshold. Only when both sexes are in harmony can they enhance each other's energy and physical fitness and maintain life.

This was the rule that the village chief and Song Qing told Jiang Changle as soon as she arrived in the beast world.

However, Jiang Changle is a civilized human being thousands of years later. She has her own bottom line and dignity. She does not want to follow the old path of the orcs and be transformed into a beast.

So, she tried hard to survive with her strength. She had space and spiritual spring water, which she shared with her beastly husband. Isn’t the current situation pretty good?

Why do we have to mate? Whenever Jiang Changle heard this word, he always felt ashamed.

"Aren't you living well now?" Jiang Changle said this to Xuan Qing with a sullen face, then buried her head in sewing her own underwear, with no intention of going out to chase Chu Weifeng.

No one can force her to do anything she doesn't want to do.

Xuan Qing raised his eyebrows. He finally understood that Jiang Changle might have marked him accidentally.

Because she is very resistant to mating with males, she can be very considerate and caring towards her beastly husband, and is very tolerant and easy-going towards both him and Chu Weifeng.

But once it comes to things between the two sexes, she can turn her back on people and become cold and ruthless.

So, who is she keeping her chastity for? If there is no male that she really likes in her heart, Jiang Changle will definitely not do this. Who is that person?

Even when Jiang Changle lost his memory, he was still thinking about her subconsciously. He must be very outstanding, right?

After all, Jiang Changle was exiled from Yandu, and her identity must be unusual. That's why the village chief took the risk and married his own grandson into the Jiang family to try his luck.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Changle did not want to follow the village chief's wishes and did not want to be involved with these beastly husbands.

Oh, things are really getting more and more interesting.

Xuan Qing folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the pile of stones, his mind full of thoughts.

Jiang Changle didn't care about him. After sewing her own underwear, she hid in the small collapsed room and put it on on the spot. Finally, she felt at ease.

Finally, I look like a human being.

After changing clothes, Jiang Changle crawled out and started to cook. It was still the same taro porridge, and a few roasted bananas as a starter dish.

Washing the pot, washing rice and cutting taro were all going smoothly, but Jiang Changle really didn't know how to light a fire with a flint.

The sparks produced by hitting stones together were very short-lived and could not ignite the dry grass at all. Since Jiang Changle couldn't do it anyway, she didn't make it difficult for herself.

Throwing away the firewood and stones, she went to look for saltpeter to make a tinderbox.

"You..." You're just going to quit because you're angry? Xuan Qing reached out to hold Jiang Changle.

But it seemed that they were not familiar with each other, and he was too embarrassed to ask Jiang Changle for help. Moreover, it seemed inappropriate to ask the female wife to cook.

Xuan Qing put down his hand dejectedly, gritted his teeth and forced himself to do it. He wanted to eat so that he wouldn't suffer the injustice of going hungry.

Jiang Changle walked past Xuanqing and went to look for saltpeter on the moldy base of the walls. In Acid Rain Village, where acid rain often occurs, saltpeter is actually not difficult to find.

But most of them were in other people's courtyards, and Jiang Changle's appearance scared many people.

Fortunately, thanks to her, most families in the village dug up taro today and are now eating delicious taro porridge.

So when the villagers saw Jiang Changle, even though they were surprised, they all greeted her in a friendly manner.

Even Song Qing's tone when speaking to her was less aggressive, "Hey Madam Jiang, what are you doing scraping off that useless white hair powder?

I seemed to see the village chief's grandson crying as he passed by here. Did you bully him too much?

You just discovered a new food and you can't wait to touch the village chief's reverse scale. Do you think your life is too long?"

Song Qing was in a good mood. After all, she had successfully married Shi Husband, the most powerful young female in Acid Rain Village, and also from one of the few wealthy families in the village.

She was reminding Jiang Changle that the village chief was not as simple as he seemed, and it would be best not to go too far to avoid being punished.

It’s just that Song Qing is used to being proud and his words are always harsh.

Jiang Changle was too lazy to pay attention to her and went home after collecting the saltpeter.

Then I went to the stream to look for vine fibers, reed flowers, and charcoal soaked in stream water.

When she returned home, the taro porridge cooked by Xuanqing was already emitting a fragrant aroma, so it should be ready for dinner soon.

"Roast some bananas over charcoal fire." Jiang Changle gave the order, and it didn't matter whether others heard it or not.

She sat down at the door, planning to make the fire starter tube and lid first. Before washing, she broke off a few small bamboos from the stream.

This requires a knife, and he habitually reached into his sleeve, but when he actually got the dagger, Jiang Changle was still stunned.

This not-so-exquisite dagger belongs to Chu Weifeng. It is very precious, but Chu Weifeng gave it to her for safekeeping without hesitation.

Jiang Changle sighed and decided to make the weapons and tools as soon as possible, otherwise it would be inconvenient to do anything.

As for Chu Weifeng, she could repay him in any way, except casual mating.

Jiang Changle used a dagger to make several bamboo tube lids, then crushed saltpeter and charcoal ash, mixed them evenly with reed flowers, rolled them up with vine fibers, and stuffed them into the bamboo tubes one by one.

In this way, the tinderbox was ready. Jiang Changle came to Xuanqing, lit the flame and lit the tinderbox. The tinderbox immediately burned like a candle.

But when the lid of the bamboo tube was closed, the fire inside the tube went out. When the lid was opened again and blew with the mouth, the sparks in the bamboo tube started burning again.

Jiang Changle tried several times and her fire starter was very successful, which stunned Xuan Qing who was standing beside her.

"What is this?" Xuan Qing was covered in dust and dirt, and was in a hurry to cook a meal. His originally fair face was now mostly blackened.

There was also a strong burnt smell coming from the pot, and the bananas on the charcoal fire turned directly into charcoal.

No wonder he would rather help others with work than cook for himself. He didn't know how to cook at all. If he wasn't so hungry, he probably wouldn't be in this embarrassing scene.

These damn people are all ancestors, no one is worry-free.

"Can't you see the tinder used to start a fire?" As expected, snakes have poor eyesight and blind minds. Jiang Changle retorted in annoyance.

She didn't have time to talk to Xuan Qing. She had to eat before the red moon came out and then go to guard the kiln.

It also saves you from being entangled by this snake. You know, Hongyue can easily make people lose control. No matter how noble he is during the day, he will turn into a beast at night.

Jiang Changle didn't dare to scrape up the burnt food at the bottom of the pot. He only dared to stir the porridge on top, but there were still some large pieces of taro that were half-cooked.

"Can't you stir it? The bottom of the pot is all stuck, and the porridge on top is not cooked yet. How can you eat it?" This is fucking amazing.

"I was so busy making a fire that I didn't even have time to stir the porridge." Xuan Qing stiffened his neck and refused to admit his mistake.

The fire he lit produced thick smoke, and the porridge also smelled of smoke.

Xuanqing thought that some people had nothing to do. It was just a few grains of rice, but they stirred it while cooking as if they had never seen rice before. Who knew that the rice would become mushy if it was not stirred!

Do you blame him? No one taught him how to cook.