Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 108 It Turned Out to Be Found
Colliding with Aoki's eyes, Huang Tao asked subconsciously: "I'm not right?"

"Yes." Looking away, he said to everyone, "Let's go fish first, I'll go find Lan Yu and A-Dong."

Even though they have already made an alliance, there is no reason to let their tribes make concessions all the time. They should really adjust their thinking.

It was just a moment of anger for Lan Yu to make the establishment, but A-Dong asked the clansmen to make the preparation, mainly because they had nothing to do this afternoon.

Now, Aoki asked them for their opinions, and of course both of them considered Aobu as a prerequisite.

Turning around, A-Dong was going to stop everyone in the tribe.

Aoki stopped: "Let's make it up first, and we'll talk after we're done."

Adong Shen: "..."

Although weaved in various styles, it is undeniable that these straw quilts with all kinds of strange things and extremely poor workmanship are almost finished.

"I see."

Aoki and Lan Yu left hand in hand, while A-Dong returned to the main force, speeding up his movements.

Here, when the preparation of Dongbu is completed, fish soup has been cooked in Qingbu and Lanbu. The hay for making straw ropes is ready.

Before it got dark, the blue department and the winter department dispersed to collect and cut down. When a sufficient number of branches and dry grass had been collected, Qingbu made the first batch of wheels after dinner.

The busy time passed extremely quickly, and the middle of the night passed before I knew it.

When the last bus pushed into the convoy, A-Dong clapped his hands on his hips: "It's always uncomfortable to sleep in the open air, so let's squeeze together!"

Who can say no to sharing a tent with you?

The three groups put out the fire, and carried the warm paving stones of Huangtao mother and daughter to the depths of the grassy swamp.

"How did the Qingbu people come up with the idea of ​​heating the stone to keep the child warm?!"

"We haven't even thought about fire, let alone heating stones to keep children warm!"

"By the way, why are the Qingbu people so smart? Why can't we think of anything they can think of?!"

"Don't say it's us, I see, we are not the only ones who are stupid!!"

One sentence for you, one sentence for me, the Dongbu people who help carry the stones are non-stop, so the topic turns from the stones to the IQ of the Qingbu people, and then from the IQ of the Qingbu people to themselves.

Hao Hao from the Blue Department did not hide it. Today they once thought that the people of their tribe were very smart. It was not until the same soft velvet grass was weaved by the same weaving process that it was completely different from the Qingbu quilt. I don't admit it, the Qingbu people are not only smart, but also smarter than everyone else.

People think of weaving when they look at velvet grass, but they make a mess when they look at other people's weaving.

The level of IQ is already evident.

"You said, we want people to think about it seriously, can they come up with something that is beneficial to the tribe and everyone?" Suddenly, a young man said.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man beside him replied feebly: "I've been thinking about it all afternoon!"

"Me too!"

"I'm different!"

The youth was speechless.

He thought he was the only one who was thinking wildly when weaving, but it turned out that everyone was the same... What's more, everyone didn't think of any good ideas!

Originally walking behind, he unconsciously slowed down while muttering, and when the group of them arrived, A-Dong had arranged them all.

Seeing that they finally showed up, A-Dong was annoyed: "Why are you moaning?"

Dejected, the crowd silently followed A-Dong's footsteps and sent hot stones into the tent.

At the end of the day, the Dongbu people were relatively relaxed. When they entered the tent, the Qingbu and Lanbu people had no intention of talking. They spread out the grass beds of each house and wrapped them in animal skins and fell asleep quickly.

After a night of no dreams, Xia Weiwei woke up early the next morning to change the medicine pack for Duoyu first, and then massaged and changed the medicine for herself.

At this time, everyone else had already left, only Xia Weiwei, Qingmei and Huangtao's mother and daughter were in the tent.

Holding Huang Tao, who was coaxing the child non-stop, watching Xia Weiwei bandage herself up with snot and tears, and then asked doubts in her heart: "Why don't you rub the fish?"

"Duoyu hurts the bones, and I hurt the tendons. The bones are most afraid of shifting, and the tendons can only be healed if they are straightened out." Extremely simple and superficial, Xia Weiwei answered.

"Oh!"

"..."

Xia Weiwei thought that Huang Tao would continue to ask questions about how she was sure that her injury was different from Duoyu's, and why canna would have the same effect on different injuries, but she didn't want to ask Huang Tao a simple question.

But listening to Huang Tao's question and even her answer, Qing Mei didn't even open her mouth.

For a moment, Xia Weiwei didn't know whether she should explain, or shut up.

"What's wrong?" Huang Tao asked who noticed Xia Weiwei's eyes were tangled.

Shaking her head, Xia Weiwei planned to shut up: "It's nothing."

Huangtao: "..."

Qingmei didn't know what to think, she turned around suddenly: "Let's go."

"Let's go over there for a while first." While lying on Qingmei's back, Xia Weiwei pointed to the west.

It's too troublesome to go out and come in again, it's better to go out together after solving the physical problem, and there seems to be thorns on the edge of the mountain.

Lying on Qingmei's shoulder, Xia Weiwei whispered: "Grandma Qingmei, the blisters on Aunt Lingling's hands need to be pierced one by one to release the stagnant water in the medicine. Blanch it with boiling water and dry it before use.”

"Don't, just puncture to release the stagnant water, don't pick the skin."

Children know that peppermint oil can cure Lingling's burns on her hands, so it's no surprise to tell them how to deal with blisters.

Qingmei would only respond naturally: "Grandma understands."

Quietly lying on Qingmei's shoulder for a moment, Xia Weiwei couldn't help asking: "Aunt Qingmei is not curious about how I do this?"

Ome: "..."

After being silent for a long time, she slowed down her pace, and after a distance from Huang Tao, she said: "Your father Aoki told me when you left, you can do what you want, and we can do what you want us to do, just listen to you , how did you think of it, why, let's not ask."

At the beginning, she only thought that Aoki's words meant that they asked too much and were afraid of hurting her self-esteem.

After all, the child is not much different from the one she brought up. Seeing a child who is less than one-third of her age have a thought for a while, it is a person who should not have or redundant thoughts, and it is not good to have too many thoughts things will happen.

It wasn't until yesterday, after watching her make a series of treatment arrangements for the broken arm of the child Duoyu, that she suddenly realized that Aoki told her not to ask, don't think about those things.

This is why Lingling reacted in such a timely manner after being scalded, and it was also the reason why she could be so indifferent when the child said that she had sprained her foot.

This child knows medicine, no matter how much she doesn't believe it, the reality has been verified time and time again.

"In the future, if you can hide, you should hide. Don't reveal too much. If you can't say anything like today, don't say it."

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