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

Chapter 110 Planting 3

Xiaoman is also a man of action. He said he would give it a try, went back to get the ham and rushed into the woodshed. It was getting dark, and he entered the woodshed carefully. He heard some rustling sounds. It must be the kitten running out of the nest to play, and hiding quickly after hearing the sound.

He was a little scared of the dark woodshed.

The flashlight on the wall was a little high and he couldn't reach it. After thinking for a while, he wanted to go back to the house to get the flashlight. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt something pressing on the upper of his shoe. With the help of the light coming in from the door, he could see clearly that there was a small kitten squatting in front of him like a little fur ball, and it was stretching out its paws to curiously fiddle with his loose shoelaces.

……

Ji Lang didn't believe that Xiaoman could really coax the kittens out of Miaozai's hands to play with them. After all, Miaozai was really fierce. Just thinking about the invincible meow punch he threw at Liefeng made him a little scared. The child was really brave enough to think about his cubs.

However, when he saw Xiaoman rushing in excitedly with two kittens, one in each hand, Ji Lang admitted that he was defeated.

"Dad! Come and touch the kittens, they are so soft and warm." Xiaoman looked excited, his face a little red. He didn't expect that before he took out the ham, the two kittens came up to him curiously, and the kitten that followed behind him didn't mind at all that he touched the two little ones.

Then he played with the kitten for a while, and then unscrupulously picked up these two.

He glanced at the kitten following behind him. It was now squatting on the stove piled with debris at the door, licking its paws absentmindedly.

It was not at all like the alert look it had every time Jilang entered the woodshed.

Well, more sour.

Thanks to Xiaoman, he can also rub the kitten.

Unfortunately, just after I touched it twice, the kitten came over anxiously, took one back to the woodshed, and after a while, came back and took away the other one.

Jilang: ...

Damn, so stingy.

Xiaoman didn't mind. He had touched enough anyway. He fetched some water and squatted beside the basin to wash his face and hands, preparing to go to bed.

Ji Lang looked at this tiny figure squatting there, not even as big as a pumpkin. Why did he feel that this little guy was so popular with small animals?

It was the same when the kitten was still little. It was difficult for Ji Lang to touch it, and it would mostly curl up in the corner of the kang when it slept. But later, when Qingjiu and Xiaoman came, this guy would often crawl into Xiaoman's bed. The same was true for Liefeng. Like a follower, he would follow Xiaoman around every day. Even in the winter, the two uninvited red pandas would be closer to Xiaoman than to others.

This is strange, could this be the "gift from the mountain god" they talk about?

As soon as Qing Jiu came back, he heard Ji Lang muttering to himself and analyzing whether Xiaoman had any "special abilities" that could attract small animals.

At this moment, he looked with a little surprise at Xiaoman, who was lying on the kang and shaking her legs happily.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

"Do you know why Xiaoman's biological father is called Yingjiu?" Qingjiu asked suddenly. Ji Lang was stunned and looked over.

"No way, is it hereditary?"

Qing Jiu's deep voice sounded, telling Ji Lang about Ying Jiu bit by bit.

Ying Jiu's Am came from another tribe. That tribe was different from the Taoli tribe. It was a nomadic tribe that made a living by wandering around hunting and robbing other tribes. However, when they met the Taoli tribe, the difference in strength was too great and they did not win. Some people ran away, and the remaining ones who refused to surrender were killed. Most of those who remained were women.

Eminem of Eagle Nine is one of them.

She and Yingjiu's father were not originally together voluntarily, but only wanted to survive. Later, after Yingjiu was born, Yingjiu's father found a new partner. Even though food and furs were sent from time to time, Yingjiu's mother still had resentment in her heart and had not been nice to Yingjiu since he was a child. After Yingjiu was born, he survived by relying on the pity and help of other people in the tribe. He could run and walk but did not even have a name.

One day, a few eagles suddenly flew into the tribe. These creatures had more fur than meat, so people didn’t like to eat them when there was plenty of food. But when they found that they were surrounding a cub, they became a little annoyed, thinking that these guys wanted to eat the cub, so they drove them away in a noisy manner.

But later on, not only eagles, but also other birds and even dogs in the tribe liked to get close to Eagle Nine. Only then did everyone realize how different this guy was.

Gradually, everyone started calling the little guy Eagle.

After Yingjiu became a hunter, he also raised a very powerful eagle, which helped a lot when he went out hunting. Liefeng and Xiaoman are also close because when they were in the Taoli tribe, he liked to follow Yingjiu and Xiaoman more.

Ji Lang didn't expect such a thing to happen. Looking at Xiaoman who was full of curiosity, he immediately looked at her with admiration.

"My dear son, when you grow up, I will see you command the group of... beasts to fight for our tribe."

Xiaoman is no longer the silly kid he was at the beginning. He can understand that Ji Lang and Qing Jiu are talking about his biological father, and he also knows that they are discussing his own affairs. This is a gift from the mountain god, like something that his father will never run out of, Qing Jiu's great strength. He likes this "gift" very much. Animals like him, and he also likes animals, which is perfect.

"Yeah! There will definitely be a lot of sheep and rabbits by then. I will let them go out to eat grass and come back at night. This way we don't have to cut the grass." Xiaoman was very happy. She had already imagined the scene where a group of rabbits and goats would rush out at her command.

Jilang: ...

No future.

He was thinking about a large group of wolves, elephants, tigers and leopards, but why was this little guy only thinking about rabbits and goats?

But seeing his happy little look, Ji Lang felt that rabbits and goats were also good. They were not dangerous and were gentle and cute.

In a few days, almost all the caves were dug, and the tribe became more lively because Ji Lang and Qing Jiu announced that they were going to reclaim the land for planting. Everyone was very happy, especially Dashu. First, Ji Lang said that this matter would be handed over to them, and they could also take care of the reclaimed land in the future, and naturally they would get the majority of the grain grown. Second, bringing these people from their own tribe would also give them a long-term job. They were not good at hunting, and the food they collected was enough, but that could not be guaranteed in the cold season. With the so-called food, they could not only store it for themselves, but also exchange it with the hunting team for meat and furs.

He has been busy since he took this job. Every day at dawn, he would take more than 20 people to the mountain. They had clear division of labor, some cutting grass, some digging roots, and some raking the ground. They were busy all day long.

This was a day he had never dared to imagine. When Dashu decided to come here, he did have the intention of replacing him, but there was a huge gap in their strength. If they went head to head, he was afraid that there would be nothing left before he even made a move.

Especially after coming here with so much trouble, some died, some were injured, let alone competing with them for water and territory, it was luck that they could survive. Although the methods he used were not honorable later, he still saved the lives of those who survived in the tribe.

Now they have a way to survive. Dashu is happy and happily takes a group of people to work every day.

Ji Lang was not idle either. He went to take a look from time to time. After all, he was the only person here who had seen what the terraced fields looked like. Although he had only seen it and it was purely theory, he still had to take it seriously.

These people worked efficiently and desperately. At a glance on the mountain, there were already several fields of yellow with a hint of blue-gray. They were flat and tidy, and looked pleasing to the eye. And it was not known whether it was due to the geographical location or other reasons, but the land here was more fertile than the land Ji Lang had seen in the village before, and the crops grown there were big and good quality. As long as there were seeds, there was no need to worry about the yield.

I still have to remind Qingjiu and the others to pay more attention when they go out hunting, and to draw pictures of rice, wheat and other crops that can be used as staple foods, so that they can recognize them and bring them back if they find them outside.

"Priest, you're here?" Dashu, who had just been busy working in the fields, rushed over excitedly when he saw Ji Lang, "Priest, look at these fields, are we sure we made the right decision?"

Ji Lang: "You are right, you dug much better than I thought, you are talented!"