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

Chapter 149: See you again in the cold season 4

Qing Jiu had no choice but to fire a shot outside from time to time to scare them, and this continued until the middle of the night when other people came to take over the shift. In the second half of the night, these guys probably felt that it was not worth taking the risk for a cub, and they quietly withdrew.

The next morning, the group didn't know if they would come back, so they quickly packed up and left. They also put the cub back to where it came from. But the group had already climbed two hills. Xiaoying suddenly came to Qingjiu and said, "Brother Qing, they followed us."

Qing Jiu stopped and looked back. They were now at the bottom of the mountain. There were a few dark shadows standing on the hill they had just passed. The sun was out now and there was white snow everywhere, making it a little difficult to see clearly.

He waved to everyone to move forward, "Brother Guo, you take the lead." He walked to the end of the team, wanting to observe what these guys wanted.

These guys have been following, but not getting too close, so it's hard to figure out what they want to do. Qing Jiu didn't let anyone act rashly, but continued to patrol while scattering repellent powder on trees or high places.

Most animals just don't like this thing and don't approach it, but it can't really drive them away.

Xiaoying also looked back several times, and said in some surprise, "It seems that there are not so many people catching up." He estimated that there were less than ten, and there were even a few less at the back.

They followed for a long time, and then heard a sound like a whistle in the distance. Finally, the few who were following turned around and ran away.

Everyone was a little puzzled and couldn't understand what this group of guys meant. This kind of wild animal was relatively rare and the people here didn't know much about them. They only heard from Dashu that they were a group of ferocious carnivores.

Because they had been followed for most of the day, their speed slowed down a lot. It would take until late at night to get back to the tribe. Qing Jiu thought about it and decided to find a cave to rest and go back early tomorrow morning.

They didn't bring much food, so they caught a few snow rabbits along the way and roasted them.

"Let's catch a few more on the way back. Last winter, Brother Lang said that this kind of rabbit meat tastes especially delicious when roasted." Xiaoying said as she ate with oily lips.

Qing Jiu responded in a low voice. This was exactly what he thought. However, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Ying. How come this guy even remembered this?

It seems that it was right to bring him out. It would be better to let him follow Ji Lang less in the future.

Xiaoying naturally didn't know that Qingjiu had already arranged everything for him to do in the tribe in the future. At this moment, he was happily eating the roasted rabbit legs with a knife. He was also planning to catch a few more snow rabbits on the way back tomorrow. He would ask Ye to help him make jerky with the rabbit meat as a snack, and he could use the snow rabbit fur to make a small coat for his brother and Ye to wear at home. When the time comes, he would ask Sister Lan for help and giving her two more furs should be enough.

He actually still has the mentality of a child, and has not yet considered what to do with his future partner.

Moreover, there are more women than men here, and many people cannot find a partner in their entire life. This is also normal. He does not think it is a big deal.

They didn't take anything with them when they left, but they came back with lots of bags. Not only did each of them hold several snow rabbits, they even had pheasants and some unknown birds. It had just snowed, and some of them didn't have time to return to their nests and were frozen to death in the snow. They were easy to recognize as a small bulge could be seen from a distance.

When you see this kind of bulge, just run over and dig it. You will definitely find one every time. However, this can only be done at the beginning of the cold season. If the snow is thick later, the bulge will not be obvious and it will be too deep to dig, so the harvest will not be that much.

Ji Lang took the snow rabbits tied together by Qing Jiu from his hand and glanced at the man's face. Fortunately, he didn't look tired at all. "Why didn't you come back yesterday?"

"You were not obedient and didn't sleep well." Qing Jiu didn't answer his question. Looking at the dark circles under the man's eyes, he said helplessly. He had clearly reminded him several times before that he shouldn't worry too much and should just sleep and eat.

Ji Lang touched his nose guiltily, but then he said confidently, "Don't change the subject. Are you in danger outside?"

As the two talked, they counted the prey Qingjiu had brought back and hung them in the doorway. It was getting late, and it would be a bit late to boil water and slaughter the prey. Besides, there was no rush. The most important thing was to have a good meal, wash up and rest.

"That's strange, why didn't they follow us? Could it be that the ones who stayed in the nest found the little cub you saw?" Ji Lang speculated. Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other possibilities, but it was still quite funny when he thought about it. He didn't expect that someone as cautious and serious as Qing Jiu would encounter such a thing outside.

Qing Jiu shook his head. "I'm not sure. I don't know much about the habits of these yellow jackals. It's possible that they wanted to sneak attack us, but they found out that we were very careful and had to give up."

Ji Lang picked up the basket he was carrying and said, "I'm going to put it in the firewood room. You can go eat first."

He took two steps forward and found that Qing Jiu had followed him. He knew what this man meant and his ears suddenly felt hot for some reason.

As soon as he entered the woodshed, Qing Jiu came up behind him and touched Ji Lang's face from behind his ear. It was a little cold, and Ji Lang shrank to hide. "You just came back from outside and you didn't even wash your hands... Don't touch me."

"I just washed my hands with snow in the outer courtyard." Qing Jiu spoke in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse and emotional.

Jilang:...It seems that they have been prepared for a long time.

A slightly cool pair of lips pressed against the corner of his mouth, and then began to heat up. The two of them hugged each other. There was no light in the woodshed, and their figures were pressed together. From the outside, only Qing Jiu's tall back could be seen.

When Jilang came out of the woodshed, his mouth was a little sore.

"Hurry up and eat." He walked behind and pushed Qingjiu.

"It's okay, I'm already full." Qing Jiu looked back at Ji Lang, stared at his rosy lips, and reached out to cover his face. "Go back to the house quickly, don't let your face get frozen later."

Knowing that this person was talking dirty, Ji Lang gave him a displeased look. He felt that this person was becoming more and more indecent.

It was indeed cold outside. He shivered and quickly ran back into the house.

Qing Jiu smiled and shook his head behind him, showing a bit of indulgence and a bit of helplessness.

We are together every day and I can see this person's beautiful face every day, but every time I see him, my heart feels warm and I feel an excitement that is difficult to suppress. Every time I go out, I can't see enough of him when I come back.

Xiaoman was not in the room. Ji Lang glanced at the kang and found that even his little pillow was not there.

……

Of course he knew what was going on, but... this person stuck to him as soon as he came back. When was this arranged? He was probably tricked by Wu into listening to stories again. Those stories were told over and over again, and he didn't know what was so good about them.

But the little guy always came over to listen eagerly.

He was just thinking about it when Xiaoman came in, "Father~" His voice was still babyish. Logically, he must be seven or eight years old, but he was still like this little kid. He ran over with his short legs, hugged Jilang's legs and said, "Father, I want to listen to Wu's storytelling tonight."

"Okay, father will help you bring the thick quilt over." Ji Lang said.

Wu and Xiaoying now live in the cave next to Jilang, which is the house where Xishi and Feng lived before. Xishi now goes to the house next to the kitchen to take care of the two kids with Sashi. Li moved to Uncle Lin's cave in the east.

Xiaoying has been running outside for two days and is now too tired to hold on. She has fallen asleep with the quilt rolled up in her arms. Feng goes to help Chuan move the quilt, as the little one also wants to listen to a story.

Ji Lang placed his son's quilt on the empty half of the kang, and Wu poured the boiled water from the stove to prepare for washing.

It was freezing cold. We stopped working when it got dark and just stayed in the house, playing chess and listening to stories.

I don’t know if it was because he was tired from all the trouble, or because he felt at ease knowing that this person was back, but Ji Lang fell into a deep sleep not long after finishing the job.

Next, everyone was just like in the previous winter season, either collecting noodles or grinding various flours, such as noodle bean flour, pumpkin flour, and corn flour.

Ji Lang was mainly playing with the little ones. They could not calm down when they were together. They were either quarreling or making noises, which gave Ji Lang a headache. After finally coaxing them to take a nap, he carefully added two pieces of flour shells into the stove before leaving the yard. It was windy today, so he closed the door again.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I stood outside.

"Are you all asleep?" Sa Shi came over and asked softly.

"Go to bed." Ji Lang walked out quickly. "You are lazy. The two in your family are the loudest."

Sa Shi chuckled, "I have to help smash the noodles, so I can only ask you for help."

When they arrived at the outer courtyard, there was actually nothing to do. Ji Lang came out to hide away and relax because he was annoyed by the noise, and Sa Shi came out to move around because he had been sitting for a long time.

Qingjiu and his friends took the two little pandas out to dig bamboo shoots and they probably won’t be back until late in the afternoon.

Who knew that they had just been watching outside for less than a few minutes when they heard a noise coming from the yard next door. Ji Lang and Sa Shi looked at each other and decided to go over there to take a look.

The door to the yard next door was ajar. When they pushed it open, they saw a group of people gathered together and the sound of a child crying.

Someone saw them coming in and said, "Make way, make way, the priest is coming."

Ji Lang hurried over and saw Uncle Shi lying on the ground. The backpack next to him had fallen to the ground, and several fruits inside had rolled out.

"What's going on?" Ji Lang asked with a frown.

A man nearby immediately came up to him in a servile manner. Ji Lang had some impression of him. His name was Xiao Bei. This man had not planted or taken good care of the land allocated to him before. When it came to the harvest later, the yield was much less than that of others.

Xiao Bei also came to find Ji Lang and asked if there was a problem with the seeds in his field. Ji Lang scolded him and told him to find someone to exchange seeds and open up the field himself in the next warm season, as he would not be allowed to plant on this field anymore. Xiao Bei then apologized and said with a smile that he was wrong and that he would definitely not be lazy and work hard in the future.

Ji Lang is not the kind of person who likes to exploit others. He even wants to see everyone take a good rest when they need to. He does not approve of the practice of working every day, but he also looks down on those who have only visited the fields three times from planting seeds to harvesting.

Be patient and listen to him till the end.

According to Xiao Bei, it was Uncle Shi who didn't pick up the fruits properly during the windy season and now he was stealing them. Xiao Bei happened to see it and said a few words to him. Uncle Shi was a stubborn person and after he scolded him, Xiao Bei kicked him to the ground. Other people from the Baiyun tribe who were working nearby came over and started making a noise. If Ji Lang hadn't arrived in time, they would have started a fight.

Xiao Bei was very proud, he knew that the old man had planned to poison the priest before, so according to his thinking, the priest only wanted to stabilize the people of Baiyun tribe and did not really accept this man. Now he had a reason to punish him, it would be best to drive this old guy out of the tribe, and then he could find a way to take the old man's food and firewood, that would be great. The more he thought about it, the happier it became, but Ji Lang's brows were indeed getting deeper and deeper.

"You're lying, you're a liar!" Ah Bai was dragged by Ah Hua, and his face turned red like an angry chicken. "These noodles were brought back by Grandpa Shi and me!"

Xiao Bei curled his lips indifferently, "Since you brought it back with you, why put it with us?"

"It was you who clearly told that Xiao Hei that if your side was not full, then you should not waste the tarpaulin and just put it together with yours. It turns out you had this idea a long time ago." Ah Bai was so anxious that tears came out, and his voice trembled a little.

Ah Hua touched his ears lovingly and held him in her arms, but most of the fruits collected by Ah Bai and Uncle Shi were collected by themselves when they went out with the collection team. She was busy making clothes for them during the windy season and had not paid attention to where the fruits were placed.

I didn't expect this to happen at this moment.

Ji Lang looked around and saw some people with confused faces, some with angry faces, and some as if they were indifferent.

"Help Uncle Shi up first. The ground is cold." Ji Lang said to several hunters from the Baiyun tribe.

He turned to look at Xiao Bei again, "Where do you put the noodles? Take me to see."

The group of people came to a large pile of snow. Xiao Bei lifted the tarpaulin and pointed to a small corner, "It's here, Priest." For some reason, when he looked at Ji Lang's expression, he always had a bad feeling and didn't dare to smile anymore.

Ji Lang took a look and thought that this must be the work of Dashu. He was very smart. He set up a wooden shelf and used wooden fences to divide the space into different small spaces, just like a storage compartment. "How do you know which compartment is yours?"

Xiao Bei pointed to a corner of the wooden fence and said, "Here, look, Priest, I marked it with grass juice."

Ji Lang leaned over to take a look and saw two small circles.

He knew that these people could survive in such a harsh environment, so they must be smart. They must be strong in martial arts, smart, or even opportunistic. But there really were such people in the tribe, and Ji Lang felt really disgusted.