Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Chapter 143 Rainy Season Again 2

"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Xiaoshu, with water still dripping from his head, came over and looked at the miserable Amu and said.

Grandma Xue took out the knife that had been roasted in the fire and said, "It's okay. He will wake up after the pain."

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Looking at this scene, Xiaoshu felt a little painful.

Grandma Xue didn't lie, Amu did wake up very quickly. He opened his mouth to scream, but his mouth was stuffed full and he couldn't. His eyes were popping out of his head in pain, and he struggled to get up, but Xiaoshu held his head and pressed him on the mat.

Grandma Xue looked at it with approval, saying that it was indeed very considerate and helpful. She was worried that she couldn't control Ji Lang by herself.

"You'd better close your eyes, or the water on my head will drip into your eyes." Xiaoshu said unhappily.

I don’t know if Amu really heard it or if water really dripped into his body, but after a while Amu closed his eyes. He would only struggle or tremble when it was very painful, but he was able to endure it.

Fortunately, his injuries were not that serious, and Grandma Xue was very skillful, so she cleaned up the problem in no time.

But for Amu, it was not just “not long”, it was too long.

He regretted it now. At that time, he was assigned to catch an old deer with eleven teams in the west because its hind legs were injured and it couldn't walk very smoothly. They cooperated many times and soon the target was pinned down. At that time, there was a big male deer standing not far away with its hooves kicking and air breathing from its nose.

Amu was very excited when he saw it. Firstly, because of the rain, the deer's fur was wet and stuck to its body, making its muscles appear tight and strong, and it looked meaty and delicious. In addition, its fur was alternating between dark yellow and light yellow, which looked very beautiful. He wanted to kill the deer back for Xiaoshu. Maybe when Xiaoshu saw such beautiful fur, he would agree to be his partner.

Then he rushed forward. Under normal circumstances, he could have held off for a while, as other people would have helped him if they saw him. But it had rained today and the ground was slippery. Originally, he could have used his feet to block the deer's charge. However, the dry grass soaked with rain was very slippery, and he failed to hold on. His feet slipped and he lost his strength, so he was pushed and rolled down the hillside.

Just as Grandma Xue had sutured his wound, they heard the hunters returning outside.

Dashu put down the big deer he had carried back and rushed in, "Amu, are you... still alive?" He saw a blood-stained towel and a basin of blood on the ground, and Amu lying there with a pale face. He originally wanted to ask if he was okay, but ended up seeing this scene.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Xiao Shu came over and patted him, "He may just be temporarily unconscious."

"Oh, that's good. We carried back the big deer that pushed him down the mountain." Dashu also liked the deer. It felt heavy when he lifted it up, and there looked a lot of meat. He would probably get a lot of it.

When Ji Lang walked out of the yard, he saw Qing Jiu directing everyone to cut meat.

When he saw him, Qing Jiu's eyes lit up, "How is he?" He raised his chin and pointed inside.

Ji Lang knew that he was asking about Amu, "The injuries are quite serious. Grandma Xue checked it out, but his life is not in danger." When he was just undergoing the "operation", he struggled very hard. Normally, people who are about to die would not have such strength.

He looked at the group of people who were packing the venison and said, "By the way, keep this deerskin for Amu." Dashu had just gone in to take the towel out of Amu's mouth. He might have vaguely heard the two siblings, Dashu and Xiaoshu, talking about the deer, and they kept muttering "deerskin, deerskin".

Qing Jiu agreed. Originally, animal skins and other things were distributed to those who contributed the most. Amu also injured the deer before rolling down the mountain, which gave others the opportunity to catch him.

You can still go out hunting a few days before the rainy season. The rain is not heavy and the ground is not yet wet, so the hunting team can get some gains. When they really can't catch any prey, they can pick some bamboo shoots and sometimes catch some fish.

The fish we caught now can't be kept for long, so I'd be happy to pack them up and freeze them once they've cooled down completely.

Unfortunately, after a few days, it started to rain heavily every day. Ji Lang thought that his sewer system was well built, but there was still water accumulation every day.

The whole family was extremely busy. There was no other way. There were several piles of dough fruits and firewood in the yard. The dough fruits, in particular, would become moldy if they came into contact with water, so they had to be taken care of very carefully.

Once water accumulated in the yard, everyone would carry buckets and sweep and pour water in the yard. That was fine, as everyone had more free time after the rainy season and they would find something to do. However, the firewood pile and the fruit pile outside were covered with tarpaulins, so when it rained heavily at night, there would be crackling sounds without any rhythm, but it was still very noisy at first.

Ji Lang was almost unable to sleep because of the noise, but later he got used to it and found the noise quite hypnotic.

When we have free time, we start playing Gobang, chess and other games again.

One day, Dashu came to ask Jilang for antipyretic medicine. He saw them sitting here and there, gathered together, killing each other and having a lot of fun.

This is strange. If it was only Ji Lang who was here, he would not be surprised. After all, the priests are always thinking about strange things every day. But now, Guo Qi, who is sitting there, frowning and touching his chin as if there is some big problem ahead, is too unfamiliar to Dashu.

"Don't look at it. No matter how you move, you'll die. I've been planning this for most of the day." Xi Shi said with a smile. He usually lost more than he won when playing chess with Guo Qi. This time he won so beautifully that he was a little proud of himself.

"No, I'll think about it again. There must be another way." Guo Qi is not someone who would give up easily. Even if he is playing chess, he doesn't want to lose.

It was the two of them here, and Dashu turned to Fenghe and the other kids.

"You can't cheat. You can only jump one, but you jumped two." Xiaoman said.

Feng raised an eyebrow, "I have long legs, so I can jump two steps."

"If you keep cheating we won't play with you." Xiaoman pouted.

"Yes, I don't want to play with you." Now it was Wu's turn to go. He held his small square checkers in his hand and took several steps.

Even Chuan, who was watching the fun nearby, shouted, "I don't want to play with you, I don't want to play with you."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I'll withdraw." Feng said reluctantly.

Dashu couldn't understand what they were playing, but it seemed very fun.

Ji Lang happened to take out antipyretic medicine from his bag at this moment, and handed two boxes to Dashu, "I told you to put on thick clothes a long time ago, but you all wore tattered animal skins and thought you were so powerful. Now you are sick, and you are the ones who are suffering."

Da Shu sniffed and didn't dare to talk back because what Ji Lang said was true.

Ji Lang mentioned this after the windy season ended and the weather turned cooler. Then he mentioned it again several times when he saw them exposing their arms and legs every one or two days. However, everyone felt that this was how their past lives had been and there was no need to be so careful. As a result, one by one, they all caught a cold.

He speaks like a duck.

Ji Lang certainly knew that they had good physiques, but they were all mortal after all. The change of seasons and the fact that the geographical environment of their previous place was definitely different from here, the human body would have some adaptability. They had adapted to the windy and rainy seasons of their previous place, and might not be able to adapt here.

It’s never wrong to be more careful. Even if you are not used to it, if you keep warm, eat well and sleep well, the probability of getting sick will be lower.

As a result, these stubborn people didn't listen at all.

Deserve it.

"Priest, you are still far-sighted. We know we were wrong. Now we are wearing them for you to see." After saying this, Da Shu patted his chest, making a thumping sound, showing his thick clothes to Ji Lang.

Ji Lang saw that it was made of fur and looked like clothes, but it was indeed not very beautiful.

However, they are not yet at the stage of pursuing beauty, so there is no rush.

Dashu took the antipyretic medicine and put on a raincoat and was about to leave. He took two steps outside and then stepped back. "Priest, what are you playing? Can we come and play too?"

Ji Lang thought of the uncles and grandpas at the entrance of the village when he was a child. They gathered in a circle and watched the two people playing chess every day. It was very lively. He nodded and said, "Sure, you can do it yourself after you learn it."

This thing is very simple, they can just make it themselves according to the example. Even if they can't read, they can still do it by copying.

"Okay, okay, we'll come and watch you play when we get better." He wanted to do his signature move, rubbing his legs like a fly, but it was inconvenient with the medicine in his hand and the raincoat on, so he had to give up.

The women in the tribe are now very skilled at spinning wool. They get together at dawn every day to discuss how to make the clothes they weave strong and comfortable to wear.

They are still in the trial stage, so most of the clothes they make are for the little ones. The most are for Taoan and Taorong as they grow fast, so the clothes they make can be worn for a while and then taken apart to make other ones. Then there are more clothes for the two little girls, Xingxing and Xiaoliu. Girls are born with a love of beauty, so even if the clothes are made of the most ordinary fur, they can have fur of other colors sewn on the cuffs and collars to make them for themselves, which makes them look warm and beautiful.

It rained heavily in the morning and stopped only after lunch. Ah Hua and her friends arrived a little late because they were with the children.

"Lan, why are you holding such a thin needle? What is this? It seems to be able to knit more finely." A Yue came closer to Lan and saw that the needles in her hand were not the knitting needles made of bamboo that they usually used.

Lan stopped what she was doing and brought it closer for Ah Yue to see. "This is something that Xiao Lang took off from his... bicycle. I think it would be good to use it to knit a sweater. I'm just going to give it a try. If it really works, you can ask him for two more later."

"This looks like it's very good. Is it very precious? Should I take it to the priest to exchange for something?" A Yue was a little worried. Her partner, Da Shu, went to the priest to ask for this and that every day. Although he would exchange things every time, she always felt that they were taking advantage of the priest. It was not good to ask for it directly.

Lan waved her hand, "No need... He has some." She wanted to say that she had a lot, but then she remembered what the priest said before, that they should make exchanging a habit, and changed her words, "If you want to exchange, it's fine, just give Xiaoman some dried fruits and snacks, this is not as precious as you think."

Ah Hua also came over and touched the small piece that Lan had already knitted. The stitches were fine and dense, and thinner than those knitted with bamboo needles. "You have such a skillful hand. You must have sharpened the needle. The needle tip feels so thin."

Lan nodded. He planned to knit this piece for Guo Qi, who had a bad temper. When he was in the house with the stove lit in the cold season, he would feel too hot wearing a thick coat, but he would feel cold wearing only fur. He was very difficult to please. It was just right that the piece he tried to knit this time could be given to Guo Qi to wear when he was in the house.

Ah Hua was not as timid and reserved as Ah Yue and the others. She watched Lan knitting for a while and thought that the knitted fabric looked better, so she stood up and went to find Ji Lang.

Soon, he came in holding a handful of bicycle spokes and a whetstone, "Come on, come on, anyone who wants this needle, come and sharpen it with me."

Several people immediately came over and started dividing the money while chatting and laughing.

Ji Lang was just about to go to bed when Ah Hua came in to ask about the spokes. He was overwhelmed by the noise made by Gang Xiaoman and a few other kids in the room. These little brats were really annoying. They would often yell and scream like crazy when they got together, and then they would act like they were having a seizure, either shouting or laughing. He was so annoyed that he roared a few words and drove all the kids out like ducks.

When Ah Hua came, he didn't react to what he said at first, and she even said something about wanting to exchange for dried fruits and furs. He pointed to the backpack on the ground, which he had just packed out in the past two days, and told Ah Hua to choose as much as she liked, without having to exchange.

Ah Hua came over to take a look, wow, the basket was full. What else was there to say? She picked up some and left without any hesitation.

Ji Lang was finally able to have a good sleep. He had the habit of taking a nap, and a rainy day like this was the best time for sleeping.

I lay down on the kang and quickly fell asleep, not knowing what year it was.

I felt my left arm was a little numb, warm and soft.

Oh, maybe my son was tired from playing and came in to sleep, Ji Lang thought half asleep. But I think my son must have eaten too much recently, his flesh is so soft and feels so good.

After a while, his right arm also felt warm, with the same touch. Ji Lang felt something was wrong, but his mind was so dazed that he didn't think much. He thought that Xiaoman might have been unable to sleep over there and came here. But something was not right. His left arm was pressed so hard that he couldn't move it.

It's strange. It might be a kitten, but it doesn't feel like it has fur.

Forget it, take care of him.

Anyway, it's warm, like two small heaters, and soft. Only my arms are a little numb.

When he finally woke up, he finally knew what these two "little heaters" were. He didn't know how the two little brats of Sa Shi sneaked into his room, or how they climbed onto the kang. Now they were snoring in their sleep like two little pigs.

He carefully got off the kang, covered the two kids with quilts, and let them continue to sleep.

The rain stopped outside and the sun came out, reflecting light on the pool of water on the ground. Ji Lang wanted to go out and see what the group of kids he had driven out were doing, so he walked towards the outer yard.