cute husband is happy

Ning Miao hurried to the first floor, and found that the cave was completely occupied by stalks, and the life team and tool team were busy digging a new cave.

The little female was homeless holding the quilt, the hormones of the male orcs soared rapidly, and there were invisible sparks crackling and flickering in the air.

"Master Ning, my brother and I's cave is fragrant with wormwood. I just cleaned it when I came back. Why don't you go to our house to sleep?"

"Master Clan Witch, come to my house."

"Master Ning, come to my house, come to my house!"

"We are not afraid of the cold, we can sleep on the platform!"

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Ning Miao kept smiling, but refused one by one, and finally asked Lai to clear out a place in the Herbal Cave and make a temporary floor.

The room smelled of herbs, and it was difficult to fall asleep. Ning Miao thought over and over again. It stands to reason that the former patriarch came back and brought back information about the new salt land, but the attitude of the clan was clearly alienated and fearful. There must be something strange about this matter.

Thinking about the drowsiness, a figure flashed by the entrance of the cave. Ning Miao woke up in fright. She sat up and took a closer look under the moonlight. She cursed angrily, "Bai Feng, you scared me to death."

Bai Feng smiled and got into Ning Miao's quilt, "Brother Ning, Brother Yi asked me to accompany you."

Ning Miao has always indulged children, so he tucked up the quilt for Bai Feng, "It's late at night, do all the fussing, Xiao Feng, what are you doing with him, go to sleep."

Bai Feng honestly put his arms around Ning Miao's neck, "Brother Ning, when Xiao Feng grows up, okay, Xiao Feng will also be your partner."

Ning Miao laughed, and stretched out her hand to caress Bai Feng's back, "Okay, okay, then our Xiaofeng will grow up quickly."

"Brother Ning, do you want to choose Brother Bing?" The little orc wrinkled his face, worried, "But my father said that Brother Bing was cursed by the gods, ah, I forgot that my father forbids me to say, Brother Ning, don't tell my father that I said it."

"Well, Brother Ning won't say it." Ning Miao's voice was extremely soft, "Hey, Xiaofeng, tell Brother Ning, what else do you know?"

Bai Feng frowned and pouted to search in his brain, but no useful information came out after half a day.

Ning Miao suspected that he had entered the wrong key words, and she was not ashamed to continue to press a kid, "Go to sleep, think about it tomorrow."

On the 51st day of the golden month in the first year of Ning Miao, the sun rose. Ning Miao got up early and ate something casually at Huhe. The busy preparations for Xueyue battle were about to begin.

This year the faces of the Wing Tigers are particularly heavy, alas, the cave is full of seeds, the snow and moon are hard to bear.

The hunting team was ready to go, and Bai Yi and Bai Bing stood in front of the team holding spears.

The golden moon is the season when the prey in the Chiyue jungle is the fattest, and it is also the most dangerous time. Carnivores are also busy accumulating fat to survive the severe cold of the long snowy moon.

"Ning, wait for me to come back." Bai Yi looked relaxed, and ran to Ning Miao with a smile, "I'll bring you something delicious."

"Be careful, don't be brave." Ning Miao didn't have the heart to play with him, and her voice was stern, "Did you hear me, I really want you to come back alive!"

Bai Yi didn't feel like being yelled at at all, she smiled and ruffled her little female's short black hair, "Husband, don't be aggressive, I have my brother here, it's fine."

Ning Miao patted the hand of the stupid patriarch away and amplified his voice, "Listen up, all hunting team members, food is very important, but not as important as your lives. Keep the green hills, and you won't be afraid of no firewood! God is above, bless my winged tiger !"

Watching the hunting team disappear into the dense jungle, Ning Miao immediately summoned the team leaders to study new tasks.

"Ning, there are not enough herbs to make chilblain ointment, so we need to gather them as soon as possible." Hu He said, "I want to stop the work of the teaching team for a while, and wait until the snow moon comes."

"Well, leave the matter of herbal medicine to the exploration team. The class will not be held first, and it will be a holiday." Ning Miao turned to Tian, ​​"Uncle Tian, ​​can the life team handle it?"

When Tian came down from the cave, his legs went limp and he almost fell over. The females around him were laughing, and Ning Miaomo sighed inwardly: Uncle Niu is Uncle Niu.

"No problem, we can't wait to die." Tian raised his arms to express his determination, "Ning, the bamboo knife is almost used up."

"Leave this to me too. For the others, which team needs to dispatch support, talk!"

"Lord Ning, the salt mining team needs five clay pots."

"The stone ax is consumed too quickly, and the pottery management team hopes to add ten more. Gigi, you and I will get the pot later."

"Master Ning, the tool team doesn't have enough stones, we need people to mine new stones, and there are not enough people to grind stone tools."

"Ning, in terms of supplies, there are two thousand catties of dried meat, one thousand catties of salt rock, seven hundred catties of salt powder, three thousand catties of grass seeds, five thousand catties of dried mushrooms, three thousand catties of dried bamboo shoots, two thousand catties of cassava flour, fresh cassava and wet The mushrooms are not weighed, and there are [-] pieces of animal skins and [-] catties of chaff seeds."

"Lord Ning, as the snowy moon approaches, there may be ferocious beasts attacking the tribe. Please add twenty males to the guard team."

Ning Miao had a headache, HR (Human Resources Department) was really hard to do, so she picked up a charcoal pen and drew it on the animal skin, and reluctantly made an arrangement, "Bigfoot, pick 20 people and temporarily transfer them to the guard team, littlefoot you Take 50 people to the tool team, and the stone must be completed within three days, and another 30 people will be left to help make the stone tools."

The big and small feet quickly chose people to leave. Ning Miao took the remaining 70 people of the expedition team to sit on the bamboo rafts. They made bamboo knives in the morning and collected herbs in the afternoon.

As soon as the sun went down, the temperature dropped sharply. Ning Miao tightened her animal skin jumper tightly, rubbed her hands together, and took out flint to boil water.

When picking herbs, I found a lot of wild chrysanthemums. The dignified clan witch turned into a flower picker, picked up half of the basket, and only waited for a few days to dry it to make chrysanthemum tea.

In today's winged tiger tribe, the females are used as males, and the males are used as livestock, and everyone is exhausted.

Not to mention Ning Miao, doing one-third of other people's work is three times more tiring than others, so as soon as he returned to the station, he asked Uncle Tian to share some honey, intending to make a sip of sweet water to comfort his body that was about to fall apart.

It wasn't until dusk fell that the hunting team returned.

Including the collection team with a total of [-] people, more than [-]% of the lottery winners, fortunately no one was seriously injured, the tribe cheered and celebrated on the platform as usual, and shared the meat.

Together with the medical team, Ning Miao was busy taking care of the wounded, disinfecting, suturing, applying medicine, bandaging, and spinning for two full hours. When all the wounded were treated, Ning Miao let out a strong sigh of relief, and Ning Miao collapsed from exhaustion. , didn't want to move a finger.

Bai Yi was so distressed, she pursed her lips and hugged her relatives and companions horizontally, "Ning, my Ning, let's go home and eat something before going to bed."

Back in the cave, I found that the iceberg man was there, simmering broth over a low fire.

Ning Miao leaned on the homemade animal skin pillow and drank the broth weakly with Bai Yi's hand. The taste was fragrant, oily but not greasy, moderately salty and slightly spicy, and Ning Miao was sweating all over. , the tip of the nose is red, "It's so delicious, Ah Yi, did your brother make it?"

Bai Yi smiled with his eyes wide open, "Well, isn't brother very powerful? Ning, brother is good-looking, he can hunt, and he can cook. Why don't you drive him away?"