Chapter 38: The Collective Bad Breath Incident

  "Hmm, my brother also said I've grown taller! And how about the rabbits? Have they gotten fatter? I feed them grass every morning and evening!"

  "Ah, it was you who helped me feed the rabbit, thank you!" Mo Yier said with a smile, her big round eyes curved like crescent moons. This made Fan Ge's heart flutter, as a young man in his youth with excessive testosterone secretion, just looking at Mo Yier made him almost nosebleed. "Mo, Mo Yier, Brother Ah told me that you've already...bled, so you're an adult now, so..."

  Moyi's words made Moyi want to scratch the wall, this Chu Yan was really too hateful, actually saying such things. "Forget it, I'll go help the women with dinner." Moyi turned around and wanted to escape, but was pulled back by Fang Ge. "Moyi, listen to me."

  Bao Ge was afraid that Mo Yi Er would run away, so he spoke very quickly. Mo Yi Er turned her head to look at him and felt very embarrassed. She tried hard to forget about the matter of Auntie's death and then said: "You can say whatever you want to me, but please don't mention anything about bloodshed again."

  "Alright, I won't mention it!" Fan Ge hastily guaranteed, then continued: "Mo Yi'er, brother said... said you're already a grown woman, so... so..." At this point, Fan Ge scratched his head again. A tall, strong, and handsome man always had such an expression and action, Mo Yi'er wasn't stupid and could understand what he was getting at. Good heavens, was she brought here just to deal with these romantic entanglements? Actually, there's nothing wrong with these romantic entanglements, it's just that choosing is difficult, both the older brother and younger brother are great...

  Moreover, now she has another thing that she really likes to do, just like playing online games and collecting equipment, making money. She first wants to make her life a little better, then consider which of the two peach blossoms is more suitable for herself. So, she interrupted Bango's words: "Bango, I know what you want to say! I don't want a man now, even if I'm an adult, there's no rule that says I must find a man!"

  "This... is what I said, but... my brother and I really want to be with you... You mentioned something about two people being in love before, can you tell us what's going on? " Bang Ge was depressed to death, Mo Yi'er had already grown up, why didn't she find a man?

  "This can wait till I decide to find a man, anyway you guys just focus on hunting and living well, no dueling or anything like that! Alright alright, I'm going to go help with dinner now, the women still don't know how to cook food!" Mo Yier said in one breath before running off towards the bonfire.

  The villagers are now gathered around the bonfire, discussing the food they brought back, especially that seaweed, which is dry and blackish-green in color, looking not very appetizing at all, with a strange smell. "Chief, Mo Yi'er, what are these things? Can we really eat them?"

  "Of course, come on, take these and let's go to the water pool." The dried seaweed needs to be soaked in water, and the garlic sprouts and other vegetables also need to be washed with water. The garlic sprouts they had found within the territory of the Haimu tribe had already been eaten up, these were newly found within their own tribal territory and were still very fresh. The garlic heads were also clean and tidy, much better than those grown in the damp land of the Haimu tribe.

  Then, Mo Yi'er took Sang Zhen, Xiao Cha Cha and the two women with these foods to the water pool. After washing and rinsing for about half an hour, they finally prepared all the food that the entire tribe would eat in the evening. Mo Yi'er held up the cleaned garlic and said to Sang Zhen: "When we have dinner later, split this garlic into pieces and distribute two cloves to each person. This will help prevent illness."

  "Great!" Sang Zhen was overjoyed. Getting sick was what primitive tribal people feared the most. But Mo Yier had forgotten one thing, after eating garlic her mouth would have a strong garlic smell. At this time she still hadn't discovered tea leaves, or maybe she didn't know that was a tea tree, and she also didn't have toothpaste.

  Then, a sad thing happened. The whole night, the cave was filled with garlic smell! Mo Yi'er was so annoyed that she couldn't bear it, but the villagers didn't mind much. They just thought the garlic smell was a bit pungent, but they knew it was to prevent illness, so they didn't care.

  The dinner was sumptuous, with dishes such as cold mixed seaweed with salt and garlic, stir-fried wild chicken eggs with garlic shoots, fish soup, various roasted meats, and roasted corn. It was the most sumptuous dinner that the people of Kan had ever had since they settled in this place! The villagers were grateful to the gods for providing them with food, and even more grateful to the god who brought Mo Yi'er to them.

  At night when she was going to sleep, Mo Yuer found that the rabbit skin she usually slept on had been washed clean and her pajamas were neatly folded on top of it. She touched the small plush ball beside her: "Little Plush Ball, this is my home now, and in the future it will be yours too, how does it feel?"

  "Woof!" The little ball of fur licked Mo Yi's palm, then crawled to one side of the rabbit skin, and from then on, this also became his sleeping place.

  "Mo Yi'er, are you going to sleep?" Chu Yan had arranged for the tribe members to put away the food they brought back before entering the cave to find Mo Yi'er.

  "Uh-huh, time for bed, anything going on?"

  "Yes, you said last time by the pond that we can use a water bucket for storing water, why don't we go get one tomorrow!"

  "That's more convenient!" Mo Yi'er raised her hands and feet in agreement. "First, let's fix the water bucket, then the women will have time to spare from constantly fetching water, and I can teach everyone how to weave clothes." Mo Yi'er had noticed that the tribe members were very curious about the silk clothes she was wearing, but because of the precedent set by the sleeping garments, they didn't ask.

  "Alright, tomorrow let's still have Bango lead everyone in hunting, and you and I will go fetch water buckets."

  "It's fine, but we have limited tools and can only use stone knives!" Mo Yier sighed, as they had not yet discovered metal here, and many things were very inconvenient to deal with.

  "What's going on?" Chu Yan didn't understand Mo Yi's frustration with the limited tools, and was only thinking about how to get the water bucket out.

  "We just cut down the hollow tree, but its roots are solid?" If there is a part that can be used as the base, it's fine; if not, even more thought will have to be put into it.

  "This... I'm not quite sure, we'll know tomorrow after cutting down a tree."

  "Good!" Mo Yier was also looking forward to it. The hollow tree didn't seem to be like bamboo, with its sections one by one, so making a water jar and bucket would still require a lot of thought.