Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

Chapter 53 053. This is not a big gamble, this is a gamble on life!

Ye Sang saw that everyone's eyes lit up like two small lights. If the bamboo shoots were edible, then they could eat so many bamboo shoots for a long, long time, and they wouldn't have to worry so much about food.

"Believe me, it's really edible. These bamboo shoots can also be cooked and dried into dried bamboo shoots. They won't go bad after being dried for three years."

Tan Cang grabbed Ye Sang's hand excitedly: "Can it really be preserved for so long?"

"It hurts, it hurts..." Ye Sang felt like his hand was about to be crushed, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Gan Cang quickly let go, and then the back of Ye Sang's hand was pinched purple. Seeing this, Gan Cang blamed himself even more, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

People nearby gathered around and said, "Tangcang, Sang is a woman, what are you doing with such a big hand?"

Ye Sang waved his hand: "It's okay, just take it easy and it'll be fine."

The strength of this hand was really strong. It pinched her purple immediately. If she used more force, her hand would definitely be broken.

Tan Cang stared at Ye Sang's hand. At this moment, he realized that Sang was different from the rough women in the tribe. She was very strong, but she also had weak points, and she was an existence that needed to be protected.

At this moment, an unprecedented desire for protection arose in Yucang's heart. It was a man's protection of a woman, not a protection of responsibility.

Ye Sang rubbed his hands with a special technique, and the pain soon disappeared: "The sun is about to set on the top of the mountain. Let's continue cutting bamboo. Don't waste time."

Lie asked concernedly: "Is everything really okay?"

"It's okay." Ye Sang chopped bamboo with a kitchen knife to show them, "Look, it's really okay."

Only then did everyone feel free to cut bamboo.

Some people cut, some carried, and some were on guard. They divided the work and cooperated, and soon they cut down hundreds of bamboos.

In the end, Ye Sang also collected a lot of bamboo insects, cut a lot of bamboos, and returned home with a full load.

With bamboo, let’s continue weaving…

In tribal life, there are no three meals a day. They all eat one meal, sometimes two meals. Only the third sister and brother Ye Sang eat three meals a day.

Ye Sang: "Tangcang, my sister is hungry. I will take her back to have something to eat. You can watch them first. If there are any problems, wait until I come down to solve them."

Tan Cang nodded: "Okay."

Back in the cave, Ye Sang mixed milk powder for his sister, and then bought three braised pork rice bowls.

She put one portion on a stone plate, put an apple on it, and a bowl of medicine, and asked Xi to bring it to the witch.

The witch was right next door to them, just a few steps away. Xi quickly returned with a meal and two more pears in his hand: "Sister, this is what the witch gave us."

"Take what the witch gave you." Ye Sang handed a rice bowl to Xi, "Eat quickly."

"Yeah." Xi sat on the bamboo stool and wolfed down the food.

Ye Sang said in a consultative tone: "Sister A is going to go down and knit with them later. Can you take my sister to bed?"

Xi Jian agreed abruptly: "Okay."

After taking good care of the two children, it was already an hour later. I put my sister on Xi's bed and the two of them slept together.

After a few words of explanation, Ye Sang went down the mountain.

"Sang!" Wu called out to Ye Sang.

"Witch." Ye Sang turned around and walked towards Wu. The witch wouldn't call her if there was nothing wrong. Calling her meant that he had something important to tell her, "Wu, if you have something to say, just say it."

The old man with deep eyes kept looking at Ye Sang: "Sang, do you think our tribe should migrate like everyone else, or should we stay here?"

The migration is because there is not enough food here and the climate is bad...

In winter, many animals hibernate and it snows. Hunting becomes more difficult and many people cannot survive the winter, so tribes migrate.

But migration is also a very risky thing. After all, who knows whether the direction you go to will be warmer. Even if you go in the right direction, there will be no shelter and support in the new place. Fatigue and illness will torture everyone. It is actually no different from staying where you are. .

Ye Sang thought for a while and asked: "If we want to migrate, where should we move to?" Wu pointed to the sun: "The direction where the sun rises in the morning."

This is a good way to identify the direction, but it is still a big gamble, and if the gamble fails, it is not impossible that the entire tribe will be annihilated.

Ye Sang waited for Wu to say the second half of the sentence, but he stopped: "It's just a general direction, no specific location?"

Wu's answer was perfect: "While migrating, at the same time explore."

Ye Sang: "..."

This is not a big gamble, this is a gamble on life!

Sister doesn’t play.

Ye Sang simply said it clearly: "Witch, let me tell you, I won't stop you from migrating, but I don't want to move, I want to stay here."

Wu was silent for a long time and then said, "Sang, since you won't leave, then we will stay. But can you help the tribe?"

Ye Sang replied sincerely: "Don't worry about this, Wu. If we live together, I won't ignore you."

Wu smiled and nodded: "Then I'll be relieved."

……

When Ye Sang came to the foot of the mountain, one-third of the people started to practice, and they were busy and prosperous.

Ye Sang took some of the baskets she had made and gave them to the people who helped her carry the bamboo. They were so happy that they thanked her profusely.

Although many people know how to do it, the backpack made by Ye Sang looks the best. It has no burrs, is neat, and has the straps on, so it can be used directly.

Ye Sang made the rounds, answered everyone's questions, then selected a few bamboos and carried them aside to weave baskets.

This is more delicate work, and the basket is more sturdy and durable, making it a very good means of transportation.

Huo, Lei, and Mao gathered around, saying nothing, just watching Ye Sang work.

Jian ran over: "Sister, where is Xi?"

Ye Sang: "Xi is visiting his sister in the cave and won't come down. You can play with him tomorrow."

Tan Cang came over with an apologetic mood: "Sang, does your hand still hurt?"

Ye Sang looked at the back of her hand. The bruises seemed to have faded a little, and she didn't feel any pain. She probably also possessed the strong resilience of the barbarians: "It doesn't hurt anymore. It really doesn't matter. Don't take it to heart."

Qiang Cang's eyes were a little dark: "You can rub it with medicine for a while. If it hurts, just tell me."

Ye Sang smiled: "Okay, go and get busy."

After Gancang left, several children immediately asked Ye Sang if she was injured, and told her to stop working and were particularly concerned about her.

Ye Sang thought to himself, look, I reciprocated kindness, and the world responded with kindness.

"Let me ask you a question." Ye Sang suddenly spoke.

"Sister, you ask." Everyone blinked at Ye Sang, curious about what she didn't know.

Ye Sang's eyes swept across the four wild youths: "Which of you is better at climbing trees?"

"Him!" The three children pointed at the fire in unison.

Huo nodded: "I'm good at climbing trees. Sister, do you want something from the tree? I'll pick it for you."

"No, I want to learn to climb trees." Since Ye Sang definitely can't go back, he still needs to learn the means of survival in this era. Climbing trees doesn't sound difficult.

Huo said without hesitation: "Sister, I will teach you, and I guarantee that you will climb fast and high."

(End of this chapter)