A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 240

Under the bonfire, the flames buzzed.

Qing led a lot of people to work in the meeting room, and there were only dozens of old people bustling in the open space, cleaning up the leftovers after dinner.

Jiang Qing took Lang Rui from Lei Ding's arms. At this moment, Lang Ruixu blinked his eyelids, sleepy and trying to fall asleep.Not long after he was in shape, he followed Jiang Qing to the bamboo forest to dig bamboo shoots, and at dusk he helped peel the shells of the bamboo shoots. It was considered a busy day, so he was naturally tired after eating and drinking.

Gently patted Lang Rui's body, shaking.After a while, Lang Rui fell into a deep sleep, purring lightly, which made Lei Ding envious for a while.

He and Langbo were destined not to have children. On weekdays, he couldn't help but take a second look at the children of the tribe.Lang Rui has a chubby body and is very cute, even though he has a bully temper, he is also very likable.

However, his body is weak, even if he wants to hug someone, his body is not strong enough, he can only sit quietly, drooling.

I don't know how long it has passed, and there is a sound of footsteps.

Several people raised their heads at the same time and looked over.But seeing that Lang Lie was walking at a steady pace, with a fat bamboo rat in his hand, he was walking step by step.

"Uncle Wolf, did you succeed?" Jiang Qing said happily.

Worried about waking the sleeping Lang Rui, he lowered his volume, but there was an unconcealable joy in his black eyes.Can't help swallowing, staring nervously at Lang Lie.

Lang Lie glanced at the sleeping Lang Rui, and said, "It's done, this thing is very good."

Putting down the bamboo mouse in his hand, the bamboo tip just pierced into the neck of the bamboo mouse, obviously killing him with one blow.This blowing arrow is very accurate, and it takes almost no effort to blow it lightly.

"Uncle Wolf, make two more, and I'll go to the mountains and forests to try my skills later..." Jiang Qing was about to move, and asked Lang Lie to make more, and said: "Count the empty and their share, Later, I will ask them to go to the bamboo forest together, hunt a few more bamboo rats, and make breakfast tomorrow morning."

Lang Lie wanted to decline politely, but then he heard Jiang Qing ask Shang Kong and the others to come together, so he didn't refuse after thinking about it.He has not had enough addiction, and he wants to try his skills later. This blowgun is much easier to make than a bow and arrow, and it is also very convenient to use and easy to carry around.

"Okay, you can ask Snake Girl for some wax paper. Wax paper rolls are lighter than leaves, and the effect will be better." Lang Mo urged.

Putting down the blowgun in his hand, he picked up the moso bamboo on the ground and cut it with a bone knife.These two moso bamboos are very long, and it is estimated that they can make about fifteen blowguns.Fortunately, as long as the bamboo tip is smeared with poison, it can be picked up in time and reused.

"Okay, I'll send Lang Rui to Grandpa Yada to watch, and then I'll go find Snake Girl and ask for some wax paper." Jiang Qing got up, carefully carried Lang Rui and walked to Yada.

Tonight, few people may have time to rest. The children are still sleeping in the tent not far from the open space, with the elderly guarding them. Even if they wake up, they will be fine, so there is no need to worry about anything going wrong.

Xing hurriedly handed Lang Rui over to Grandpa Yada, and turned to look for She Ji in the meeting room.

"She Ji, I want some wax paper, do you have any more?" Jiang Qing glanced around and saw She Ji in a corner.At this moment, Snake Ji is kneading the clay embryo of a clay pot.

The expression is serious, and there is awe in the piety.

Obviously, in their eyes, pottery is a fetish given to them by the beast god, and they should cherish it with the most pious attitude.

She used the wax paper given by She Ji to outline the landscape of Taoyuan.

Snake Ji pushed it away carefully, the clay embryo was not completely pinched, "Where is the wax paper, you can ask me if you want it." After saying that, she lowered her head and began to knead seriously.

The mud embryo must be pinched at one time, otherwise when some soil dries out, it will be thin on one side and thicker on the other, which is extremely uneven.Not many people in the tribe can make the clay embryo symmetrical and beautiful, but the one made by Snake Fairy is very good, not much different from Qing Dynasty.

"Okay." As soon as the wax paper was over there, Jiang Qing turned around and ran towards the pharmacy without delay.

In the distance, in the house where Grandma Qian and Momo live next to the pharmacy, faint candlelight flickered.

"Well, are you asleep?" Jiang Qing shouted from outside.

The health of the two was a little poor due to the migration, and they hadn't been very energetic during this time.

"No, is Jiang Qing okay?" Momo asked.

Jiang Qing walked in, and a wooden bed was placed in each bedroom, covered with thatch and animal skins.There is a table in the living room, and the rest is empty.These things should have been moved here by someone from Dadi, more or less to make the two old people more comfortable.

They are really old like other old people from different tribes!

They could be regarded as the oldest elders in the tribe, worried that they would be overworked, and Langmo and the others didn't dare to let them intervene in the affairs of the tribe.Except for preparing medicinal soup and medicinal herbs for medicinal baths, young physicians like Ya and Chi Jiu were doing everything else.

"I want some wax paper, do you have any more?" Jiang Qing smiled, Granny Qian had a rest, and the candlelight was still on here.

Momo said: "I still have a lot of wax paper, I'll bring it to you."

"No, why don't you tell me where the wax paper is, I'll just get it myself." Jiang Qing hurriedly stepped forward to stop him from getting up.The old man had a light sleep, and if she hadn't thought about trying the blowgun so well, she wouldn't want to disturb the rest of the two old men.

"Hmm! Well, the wax paper is piled up in this corner." Memo pointed to the corner on the back of the bed and said.Wax paper and white wax are the inheritance of the Baishui tribe, and they regard them as lifeblood.

Momo frowned, her body changed every year, and it was time for her to find a successor.Thinking about it, he couldn't help sighing, but looking around the spacious and comfortable house, he couldn't help but smile again.

"Well, I'll use some wax paper to make a blowgun." Jiang Qing explained, and asked: "I heard from Snake Ji that the ash saplings are doing well. I believe that within a few years, the tribe will grow ash trees all over the mountains and plains."

"Yes! There are ash trees all over the mountains..." Hearing this, Meme suddenly became happy.

The ash tree is the symbol of the Baishui tribe, as long as the ash tree is there, the Baishui tribe will be there.Why did she have to worry so much, this thought immediately eased a lot.

"You are transparent." Memo said with a smile.

Jiang Qing waved her hand and said, "Isn't it better than you? The tribe still counts on you and Grandma Qian to give me more advice. Lang Mo is too young to think things through."

"I knew you would make people happy, what is a blowgun?" Momo asked.

"It's a weapon. It's easy to make and easy to carry. Tomorrow, I'll show you." Jiang Qing carefully pulled out three pieces of wax paper. The ash tree in Taoyuan hadn't grown up, so they couldn't make wax paper for at least five years.They must use these wax papers carefully, and they must not go to waste.

"Okay." Knowing that Jiang Qing was busy, Momo Zhiqu didn't keep anyone, and didn't ask.

Watching Jiang Qing leave with a smile on her face, with her and Lang Mo, the tribe will get better and better.She has to take good care of her body and try to live for two more years.

Only in this way can we see the tribe grow and become stronger.

(End of this chapter)