Going through ancient farming to engage in infrastructure construction

Chapter 6 6 Acceptance
The golden retriever got out from nowhere, ran to Yao Xiaoqing, saw Dawu on the ground, scratched his ears and yelled "Zhizhi".

Seeing the golden retriever, Yao Xiaoqing felt much more at ease, "Golden retriever, sister is fine."

Jin Mao stepped forward and grabbed the head of Dawu's chicken coop, and helped Yao Xiaoqing drag Dawu's body forward together.

It was jumping up and down and it wasn't helping. Yao Xiaoqing didn't scold it, but dragged Dawu's body with all his strength, climbed to the top of the cliff and pushed him down.

Sitting slumped on the ground, panting heavily.

After taking a breath, he looked at the yellow soil on the ground, and Yao Xiaoqing touched it happily, "Ha, it's clay, when Mu Feng and the others are ready, they can burn clay pots and wash their faces and feet, alas! How can I make a few wooden basins?"

"Oops." Suddenly remembering that he was only focused on beating just now, and didn't pay attention to where Dawu got out, Yao Xiaoqing was worried about the safety of Yaohu and Mufeng.

He hurriedly called the golden retriever, carried the engineering shovel and quickly ran down the mountain, ran to the side of the stream, picked up the soles on his back, dragged the vine branches, and rushed towards the cave with his teeth gritted.

Hurrying back to the entrance of the cave, I saw that the vines at the entrance of the cave were still the same as when she left.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he walked in through the vines with his feet on his back.

"Xiaoqing is back!" Yaohu saw Yao Xiaoqing coming in, sat up on the ground, and looked much better.

Yao Xiaoqing took out the ashes and Prunella vulgaris and put them aside to dry, picked up a sprig of stalk, brought it to Yaohu and his son, "Father, I dug this thing up, does it look like a splint to you?"

Yaohu looked at her lovingly, and saw the cut on her cheek at a glance, "Xiaoqing, you were injured, who did it?"

Mu Feng also saw her wound, and asked worriedly, "Did people from the tribe come to trouble you?"

Yao Xiaoqing nodded, "It's Dawu, I pushed him off the cliff."

Excitedly, Mu Feng thumped on the ground, but he hit a stone with his fist, grinning from the pain and still laughing.

"Good job! Dawu is a jackal, I have long wanted to deal with him."

Yaohu clenched his fists, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said softly: "Xiaoqing, you must be careful when you go out these days. Father and brother are not here, you are no match for Fire Fox and Black Badger."

"I understand, it's getting dark, I'll cut the firewood first."

Yao Xiaoqing treated the wound, turned around and walked out with the engineering shovel in hand.

In today's battle with Dawu, Yao Xiaoqing discovered that because these ancient people had been fighting wild beasts in the wild for a long time, they often had to face those looters.

Every time he fights with his life, it is an excellent skill cultivated with his life and strength, and his strength and speed are more lethal than those in his previous life.

Dawu had never seen the power of modern cold weapons, so he was hit by himself only carelessly.

I have to exercise my body well to protect myself in this jungle.

Yaohu looked at her back and thought: I can't lie down anymore, even Dawu has bullied Xiaoqing. If Mufeng and I are gone, Xiaoqing will become a savage.

Yaohu struggled to get up and staggered a bit before he stood still.

Mu Feng quickly got up and supported him, "Father, you lie down, I will get up."

The father and son were still very weak due to grief and excessive bleeding, and sweating broke out on their faces when they moved.

Yaohu looked at him lovingly, "Mufeng, you are Yaohu's son, you have to protect your sister."

"Yes, father." Mu Feng picked up a stick and got out.

The golden retriever sitting at the entrance of the cave glanced at Mu Feng, then turned his head and ignored him.

Yao Xiaoqing looked at him, "Mu Feng, you are injured, why did you come out? What if you are torn?"

Mu Feng grinned, "I'm a warrior, I don't like lying down."

Yao Xiaoqing glanced at the big boy, smiled and said, "Yes, you are a great warrior."

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Mufeng watched her wield the black thing, quickly cut off the branches of the dead tree, stepped on the trunk a few times, and the trunk broke.

Xiaoqing's stone ax is really sharp, and there are things like thatch thorns on it. What is the god's stone ax made of?
Mu Feng's eyes were shining, and his mind was full of doubts. He walked up to her with a wooden stick, and looked at the engineer shovel curiously, "Xiaoqing, is this also the stone ax given to you by the gods?"

The stone ax, Yao Xiaoqing thought about it, smiled and nodded, "Yes, the stone ax of the gods is much sharper than ours."

"Can I try?"

"That can't be done," Yao Xiaoqing hurriedly stopped him, "When you use force, the wound will burst open. I will try it for you when you recover from your injury."

Mu Feng scratched his head, and smiled "hehe", "Okay, when brother gets better, I'll go hunt meat and bring it back for you to eat. Xiaoqing, where the gods took you, those people don't live in caves, where do they live? What is their porridge made of?"

Looking at his curious look, Yao Xiaoqing said with a smile: "The place where they live is called a house. The porridge is cooked with rice, which is the seed of rice, just like corn. The sweet one is called milk flakes. It’s made of milk, and they raise their own pigs, chickens, cows, and sheep.”

Mu Feng stared at her with wide eyes, unable to imagine what the house was like, he knew about corn.

"There is not enough corn to eat, and the cattle and sheep have to run away if they can't feed them."

It seems that they have also tried to raise livestock such as cattle and sheep. The bison and wild sheep are very wild, so they probably don't like being raised in captivity.

I don't know how they raise them, so I can only explore slowly.

The siblings talked for a while, and Mufeng helped Yao Xiaoqing gather firewood and pile it together.

Yao Xiaoqing carried the firewood into the cave, saw that the fire was covered with a layer of plaster, and there was still fire underneath, so he knew it was dried wood, which is how the tribe kept fire.

Mu Feng beamed and gesticulated, describing the power of the engineer shovel to Yaohu, and asked Yao Xiaoqing to describe the house again.

Yaohu was also very curious after hearing this, and said to Yao Xiaoqing, "Xiaoqing, Father, look at your stone axe."

"Okay." Yao Xiaoqing put down the firewood, walked up to him with a shovel, pointed to the engineer shovel, "Father, look, the thatch-like ones here are for sawing wood, and the blades on this side are for chopping. use."

Yaohu touched the cold and smooth shovel, his eyes glowed, "What is this horn-like thing?"

"This is a pickaxe, used to pry rocks."

Yao Xiaoqing looked at the father and son who fondly caressed the engineer shovel, and saw appreciation and love in their eyes, without the fanatical possessiveness that Dawu showed when he discovered the power of the engineer shovel.

In this world, a former tribal leader like Yaohu knows how useful a weapon like this would be.Especially in the case of being kicked out of the leader's position, harboring hatred, and living outside.The performance of Yaohu and his son at this moment made Yao Xiaoqing accept them from the bottom of her heart, and sincerely regarded them as her relatives who had returned to another world.

I said to the original owner in my heart: "Xiaoqing, I will love them like you and treat them well."

Yao Xiaoqing seemed to hear a sigh, and found that his body and mind were relaxed at this moment, and he had a feeling that his soul and body were completely in harmony.

The father and son admired it for a while, and Yaohu handed her the engineering shovel, "Xiaoqing, this is given to you by the gods, you must cherish it."

Yao Xiaoqing said respectfully, "Yes, Father."

Seeing that the sky was getting dark gradually, Yao Xiaoqing took a foot plank, broke it and buried it in the fire.He dug up the soil, grabbed some rice from the oil paper bag and put it in the pot, stopped Mu Feng from accompanying him, and walked towards the creek with it.

　Dear friends, the hard-working sick cat is back again. I hope you will support me in the new book and give me your advice!

　　I think it can still be seen, and I beg everyone to light up five little stars!
　　If you can't catch your eyes, please raise your hands high!Thanks!
　　
　
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