flstandardbreds Chapter 134 is back?
Chapter 134 is back?
Yes, this is also a good channel to exchange things. People are like this, they eat first, and then they want to eat better.
"Sure, take a few pieces back when you go back later." Ji Lang said.
The tree said, "Then I'll bring the fur tomorrow."
Ji Lang nodded in agreement.
A Yue and the others were also very curious about how delicious the delicacy was, but they were not as thick-skinned as Da Shu. They were just curious and then began to concentrate on making the pottery pot.
"Come, have a taste." Li brought out a bamboo plate with several sliced cakes on it. "Go wash your hands and make more after you finish eating. Ji Lang doesn't make this often. It's very rare. Not to mention the children, I can't forget it."
A Yue and Pigeon looked at each other and immediately got up to wash their hands.
Only when they really put it in their mouths did they understand why the big tree looked like that. They didn’t know how to describe it, it was really delicious.
If there is occasionally extra food, they are willing to eat it once or twice.
When we were lying on the kang to sleep at night, Xiaoman came over and said, "Father, can I have another piece of cake tomorrow?"
Ji Lang reached out and touched his little face. It was smooth and felt good to pinch. "You have to brush your teeth well if you eat too much sweets, right? Otherwise your teeth will get damaged. Did you brush them thoroughly tonight?"
"It's clean. I'll brush my teeth before eating tomorrow." The little guy was so anxious that he opened his mouth and bit Ji Lang's finger as if he wanted to prove something.
"Pfft, just like a puppy." Ji Lang laughed at him.
Xiaoman doesn’t think there is anything wrong with being like a puppy. He even thinks that he and Liefeng are good brothers. Liefeng is so majestic, and it would be great if he could be as majestic as the puppy.
Xiaoman was busy running around with his friends during the day, and as he was growing, he fell asleep quickly. Ji Lang, on the other hand, had heavy eyelids, but felt a little depressed and anxious. Sometimes in his mind was Qingjiu's handsome face, sometimes his deep voice, or his rough big hands, strong arms, and warm chest.
Hey, there’s so little space around me that the kang feels a lot more spacious.
There is a big temperature difference between day and night, and the yard is still a little damp in the morning.
Ah Hua carried water and food into the woodshed, "Uncle, have something to eat."
Ah Cheng's father sat up from the corner, staring at Ah Hua, "Heh...are you going to kill me after you finish eating?"
"Ji Lang said he didn't care and would wait until the geese came back before taking any action." Ah Hua loosened the rope that tied him up and let him eat first.
"Uncle, don't think about running away. There are several dogs in the yard. They are all staring at you. Since we are all from the Baiyun tribe, I asked them to let you stay more comfortably." Ah Hua continued, "Acheng is a good hunter, but he followed the wrong person. He followed Dali to seize the territory and food here, but Ji Lang and the others will definitely not let them succeed."
"What's the point of you saying this? I just want to avenge my child." The old man didn't listen at all.
Ah Hua sighed, got up and went out. In fact, if she thought about it carefully, if someone hurt Ah Bai, she would fight to the death to avenge her child.
Because the old man was locked up in the woodshed, Miaozi took his two cubs to live in the small doorway.
Ji Lang placed a bamboo basket for the rabbit next to the shelf where the rabbit cage was originally placed. Now the family of three no longer plays in the yard, but gathers around the rabbit cage to play with the rabbit every day.
The two kittens are not threatening, they are just playing.
But Miaozi is not like that. Sometimes he would squat beside the cage for a long time without moving, and he could grab a rabbit with his claws at a touch. Almost every rabbit in the cage had been caught by him. Now, when they saw it, they would huddle together and shiver in the corner of the cage.
Ah Hua came out from the woodshed and brought some boiled meat soup to the two kittens.
She had lived here for a while and got familiar with the place relatively quickly. Plus, she really liked the Taotie tribe and received more kindness here than she had in more than a dozen reincarnations in the Baiyun tribe.
As soon as I came out of the small door, I saw Ji Lang sitting on the doorstep of his house in a daze, with a blank look in his eyes, yawning, and looking like he had not slept well and was not in the mood.
"Didn't you sleep well?" Ah Hua asked him.
Ji Lang was stunned, his mind still in a fuzzy state, and he answered randomly, "No, ah... no, I slept well, but I just woke up and I'm still a little sleepy."
Ah Hua suddenly wanted to tease him, "Qing Jiu should be back soon, right?"
"Qing Jiu? He's back? Where is he?" Ji Lang stood up immediately and asked three times in a row, as if the person who was in a daze and couldn't open his eyes just now was not him.
When he woke up and saw Ah Hua's smiling face, he realized that he had been fooled by her. He felt helpless and tried to save his face, "I'm not missing him, I just thought that after these few days, it's time to come back."
Ah Hua, "Yes, yes, yes! You don't miss Qingjiu, it's me who miss Dayan." Although she said this, the teasing look on her face did not diminish.
Knowing that she was laughing at him, Ji Lang didn't want to argue anymore. The more he argued, the more obvious it seemed.
"I'm going to eat. I feel a little hungry." He said this and disappeared.
Ah Hua smiled and shook her head. Ever since Ji Lang started exercising in the morning, he rarely slept in. Basically, he got up at the same time every day with the hunting team.
But these past two days, I don’t know if it’s because Qingjiu is not here, or because of the poisoning, he sleeps very late every day and doesn’t seem to be in good spirits when he gets up. He even eats less. Today he got up a little earlier than usual and said he was hungry. I guess he is getting better, and Ah Hua couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, she would feel too guilty because she took in those people from the Baiyun tribe and caused Ji Lang to become unwell.
Ji Lang also felt a lot lighter today. There was braised pork soup in the pot, and the cooked noodles were drying on the bamboo cover on the chopping board. The noodles were a mixture of noodle flour and pumpkin flour, and the color was a bit dark yellow. It was not the white noodles that Ji Lang had eaten for more than ten years, and the texture was a bit rough, but it had the sweetness of pumpkin and the cool taste of noodle flour, and it tasted unique.
Moreover, this braised pork soup was made by Ye himself after Ji Lang mentioned it. The aroma of meat and marinade wafted out when poured on the noodles, which was very appetizing. Ji Lang felt hungry after a long time and gulped down two large bowls of it in one gulp.
He got up late, and now the noodles and soup were warm and tasted just right.
She was pounding chili powder and leaves at the kitchen door, listening to the sound of him eating, and looking in from outside with her head tilted.
Seeing him finish two bowls of noodles, they felt relieved. There was something wrong with this man's body, and the most obvious symptom was that he ate less and had no appetite. In the past two days, Ji Lang had eaten less than half of what he usually ate. Although they didn't say it explicitly, they were worried in their hearts.
Even though they didn't go out hunting and gathering these days, everyone was not idle. The pumpkins they harvested were dried and ground into powder, and the dried fruits and vegetables that had been dried before were also taken out and dried again. This way they can be stored for a longer time and prevent the food from being piled up and getting moldy and infested with insects.
Ji Lang was not idle either. During the last bonfire party, he wanted to get a bigger barbecue grill so that he could put it on the fire and grill whatever he wanted without having to hold it with his hands.
He told them how to do it, and Feng and Xiaoying started to work. These two were now like his little apprentices. Every day they would come over to do whatever Ji Lang did. They were very conscientious, had strong hands-on skills, and were very strong. Sometimes, when Ji Lang felt something was difficult, he would just let them do it, and it would be easy.
"Brother Lang, is this okay?" Feng said, shaking the big iron net in his hand.
Ji Lang took a look and found it quite perfect, one meter wide and less than two meters long, and the grids on it were about the size of a fingernail.
I just felt like something was wrong, but after thinking about it for a while I couldn't remember what it was.
He nodded, "Okay, put it away."
Xiaoying at the side was about to speak, but hesitated. After hesitating for a few seconds, she decided to ask, "Don't we need to get some legs or something to support it? What will we do then?"
Feng, "Hold it with your hands."
Xiaoying, "Won't it be hot in your hands?"
"Yes." Feng finally reacted.
Ji Lang finally reacted. Indeed, he needed a stand to put this thing. Using wood would not work as it would easily catch fire.
The brushed bicycle frames can be put to use. He walked to the mountain of bicycle frames and looked at the carbon fiber tubes that were habitually taken out and waiting to be brushed every day. He remembered why he felt something was wrong when he looked at the water pipes last time. After all, he brushed these before just to make water pipes.
But this bamboo water pipe is still usable now, so let's just leave it as it is for now. We can keep it and replace it later if there is any problem with it.
The three of them spent another half a day and finally finished it. If not all the people were there at the moment, Ji Lang would have wanted to try it out first to see if it worked.
I don’t know if it’s because the warm season is almost over or because of the geographical location here, but it has been particularly hot these past few days. It’s the kind of heat that can make your back feel hot if you stand in the sun for half a minute. It’s also the kind of dry heat that makes people feel uncomfortable and irritable when they are outside.
In such weather, Ji Lang wanted to hide in a cave. This was one of the reasons why he did not choose to build a house but to dig a cave. Caves are warm in winter and cool in summer. Even if it is scorching hot outside, once you enter the cave, you can feel a slight coolness that makes you feel comfortable.
It would be nice if I could have some ice cream, Ji Lang lay on the kang and started to daydream.
He remembered reading in a book that in ancient times when there were no ice machines, the royal nobles would collect ice in the winter and store it in ice cellars, waiting to take it out and use it in the summer. He wondered if this method could be used here, and ice cellars were usually dug quite deep, so it was probably a bit dangerous. If it collapsed accidentally, something bad would happen. When he was digging the well before, he was worried about accidents every day.
Although the well water was not used later, it still has many uses now. Fresh wild vegetables can be hung in the well to keep them fresh. Fruits and jams can also be hung in the well. They are cool and refreshing when eaten.
Sometimes, even the meat that had been cooked but not eaten could be hung in the well and eaten the next day.
This well has now become their natural refrigerator.
The only pity is that there is no ice.
Otherwise, he had sugar, goat milk from the sheep at home, jam, and eggs that could be beaten into cream, with which he could make all kinds of popsicles.
As he was thinking, he fell asleep in a daze.
Maybe I was thinking too much, even my dreams were filled with colorful ice cream.
There was a bear paw that looked ordinary, but for some reason it was particularly eye-catching. Ji Lang grabbed it with one hand and bit it without hesitation.
"hiss--"
The sound of a painful gasp was clearly a small movement, but the familiarity of the sound made Ji Lang completely sober.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Qing Jiu, with messy hair, standing by the kang, bending over and looking at him.
Jilang grabbed the rough big hand with both hands, and there were obvious teeth marks and a little saliva on the thumb.
"You're back?" His voice was hoarse from just waking up, and inexplicably carried a hint of grievance.
Qing Jiu didn't say anything. He stroked Ji Lang's smooth face several times with his big hands before he sighed as if he was relieved, "I'm back."
Although he did not ask to speed up along the way and did not look worried, Zhou and Dayan knew that he was worried and impatient.
As if to confirm, he picked the person up and checked him twice. Ji Lang felt a little confused by his touch.
No matter how impatient you are, you can't do this. What's the point of rubbing it twice like washing an apple?
"What are you doing? Scrubbing my body?" Ji Lang saw that his eyes were red and there were stubbles of beard around his mouth. It seemed that he had just washed his face, and there was wet hair hanging down on his forehead.
Qing Jiu circled the man, holding him tightly with his strong arms, and then said, "Fortunately, you are okay."
"Did you hear them say that I was poisoned?" Ji Lang thought he had just returned, but he didn't expect that someone had already told him about it.
"Poisoned?" Qing Jiu frowned again.
Ji Lang was also dizzy, "Forget it, let's talk about it later, let me kiss you first." He was not polite at all, he came up and pressed the person down and started to bite her.
Qing Jiu now felt that it was a wise decision to tidy himself up before coming in.
The two of them were already tired of each other, and after not seeing each other for a few days, they were so passionate that they started to take off their clothes while kissing.
"Father~ Open the door for me~" Xiaoman was shouting outside. He just heard the noise and both of them were talking. His father must have woken up.
Ji Lang, who was touching Qing Jiu's body dishonestly, was startled. Oh no, he almost got deceived again. How could he do this in broad daylight?
"Son, come in on your own." Ji Lang yelled, climbing up from Qing Jiu's body, only to find that the man was holding his arm and not moving. He quickly whispered, "What are you doing? If Xiao Man comes in later and sees you, he'll tell everyone about it."
Qing Jiu pressed the man back on himself, rubbed his clean neck, bit Ji Lang's white and cute earlobe, and said vaguely, "He can't get in."
"what?"
Sure enough, within a few seconds, Xiaoman's voice sounded again, "Father~ I can't get in, the door can't be pushed open."
Ji Lang looked towards the door and, sure enough, there was a stick leaning against it.
……
It seems that this person has made preparations a long time ago.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.