A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 211 Lying down is too uncomfortable

"Well! Go to the open space to have lunch first, and then go to the meeting room..." Lang Mo nodded, agreeing with her words, and helped Jiang Qing to walk slowly towards the open space.

"Good!" Jiang Qing was overjoyed, stretched out her arms and hugged Lang Mo tightly, and said, "Lang Mo, you are so kind!" After finishing speaking, she put her face against Lang Mo's chest and rubbed against her.

Lang Mo trembled slightly, and his hands around Jiang Qing tightened, his eyes couldn't hide his distress.

He found that Jiang Qing was easy to be satisfied, and would be moved by a little thing.This made him both helpless and distressed, but she was sensible and mature, and he felt sorry for her being too cautious.

"Be careful, don't be careless just after the wound has healed!" Lang Mo said in a deep voice, with unconcealable worry in his cold voice, his thin lips tightly pressed together, his expression slightly gloomy.

Jiang Qing stuck out her tongue, nodded and said, "I know, I can already smell the smell of meat, let's go to the open space." At this moment, it was noon and the sky was hot with the scorching sun.

After a while, Jiang Qing couldn't bear it.Walking in the shade shaded by the trees, Jiang Qing was very dissatisfied with her body, which was too delicate. She had never experienced any hardships or done any dirty work.She was helpless with such a scumbag physique. Fortunately, she could improve it with more practice. Otherwise, with such a weak physique, it would be really difficult for her to survive in the Beast God Continent.

"You look so bad, why don't I send you back to rest?" Lang Mo said distressedly, he insisted, staring at the pale man under the scorching sun.He only felt his heart throbbing so badly, he was afraid that this person would disappear with the wind, and secretly blamed himself why he didn't stop yesterday?

Jiang Qing shook her head quickly and said, "It's okay, I feel more uncomfortable lying there, and it's more comfortable to walk." She is not brittle glass, it will shatter if touched lightly.Even in the past, she could resist this kind of injury, not to mention that she has almost recovered now!
So I don't want to lie still, besides, it will be more uncomfortable to lie in the tent because of the high temperature, so it's better to go to the open space to cool off.After all, it is not far from the river, and the river breeze is cool.

"Jiang Qing, why are you getting up so well?" Cao raised her head with an unwavering expression.

The injured person should just lie down and rest, but Jiang Qing got up in a blink of an eye and was still wandering around.The patriarch is also true, let her do whatever she wants.

Jiang Qing waved her hand and said with a smile: "It's too hot in the tent, I feel uncomfortable lying down, the wound has healed and it's not a big problem to walk around!" Knowing that Cao cares about herself, she really doesn't want to go back and lie down, even the trick of acting like a baby is not enough. Used it out.

"Are you okay?" Cao looked skeptical, glanced at Lang Mo, and asked, "Patriarch, is Jiang Qing's injury really okay?" Yesterday, she saw Jiang Qing coughing up blood with her own eyes, and she was so frightened that she was still in shock. They all said it was okay at Granny Qian, so they felt a little relieved.

"It's okay." Lang Mo's face darkened, obviously dissatisfied with the grassy suspicion.

With a gloomy face, Qing Yin stared at the three people who came, and said coldly: "Why did Jiang Qing get up? Shouldn't she lie down and rest?" She gave Lang Mo a hard look, Jiang Qing was restless, what happened to Lang Mo? Follow up.An injured person should lie down and rest quietly, why walk around blindly?Not bad enough.

"Aunt Qing, Ya just said that the wound is healing well, and it's better to walk." Jiang Qing took Qing's arm and said coquettishly, "It's very hot in the tent, I feel uncomfortable lying down..."

"Are you all right?" Qing asked tremblingly.The temperature is not high, but considering that Jiang Qing is extremely afraid of heat, and she is padded with sheepskin, it doesn't seem like an excuse to lie down, "She looks so pale, she doesn't seem to be fine, why don't you take her to find a shade The chicken soup is almost ready. I will find someone to ask Ya later if the medicinal soup is ready? When it is ready, bring it over for Jiang Qing to drink early."

"Mocha went over to get it." Lang Mo said.Pushing away Cao's hand, she helped Jiang Qing to the pottery place, "Cook more chicken soup at night, it tastes good, everyone likes it very much."

"Understood, Lance mentioned it just now..." Qing's face was full of black lines, thinking about Lance's actions just now, even Dai Cao felt bad!
However, she also knows one thing. Recently, Jiang Qing has been busy planning tribal matters.There was no time to toss and eat, and this group of people whose appetites were growing gradually became greedy. In the morning, she asked Lal to send chicken soup for Lang Mo's body, which hooked them out.

Qing was very happy that his craft was supported by others, and he was not as angry as he showed.

He just pretended to be angry because he didn't want to get used to these people.Thinking of Lang Mo's expressionless face, covering up his petty temper, I can't help but be happy!
When Lang Mo helped Jiang Qing to the side, Qing was thinking about making chicken soup tonight.After lunch, she has to start making pottery, and I'm afraid I have to hand over the dinner to Sha and Lan. This time, the pheasants caught by Kong and the others will probably have to be cut by half. Hundreds of people have a lot of appetite...

Thinking about it, he turned and walked towards Sha and the other two.As for the grass, Qing planned to take it with her to burn pottery. The grass was good at kneading clay embryos, and pottery firing was the top priority of the tribe. If Cao was close to Jiang Qing, she would naturally treat her kindly.

Not to mention Qing's busy schedule, Jiang Qing, supported by Lang Mo, crossed the delineated boundary and carefully inspected the fired pottery.Because they are all small pieces, most of them are bowls, but the most eye-catching ones are the few clay pots.The pottery made from rough clay embryos is naturally not as exquisite as what Jiang Qing has seen.

However, the simple and rough pottery in front of her made her feel like a treasure.

Lang Mo's expression was agitated, he stared at pottery of different sizes, and sincerely looked at Jiang Qing who was inspecting one by one, with tenderness, deep eyes revealing an unconcealable gratitude.

After Jiang Qing checked, she found that three of the bowls were leaking, presumably because they were not kneaded tightly enough.Looking at the neatly arranged pottery, these are the treasures of the tribe's future life.

Now that the pottery has been successfully fired, the next step is to do it on a large scale.Compared with small pieces of pottery, large sets of cylinders and clay pots are what the tribe urgently needs. The most urgent task is to find a suitable place for excavating pottery kilns.

Turning around, unexpectedly meeting Shang Lang Mo's tender eyes, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Langmo is used to being cold and arrogant, but the sudden change makes her quite uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Lang Mo shook his head and said, "It's okay, I will trouble you about the pottery!"

"No need, does Lang Mo know? Pottery is nothing, the real good thing is the pile of iron ore. If we can learn how to smelt and successfully tinker with iron in time, our good days will really come!" Jiang Qing smiled softly That said, unlike Lang Mo, she knows very well that the appearance of iron tools will greatly promote the development of the Beast God Continent.

The Tianshi clan dared to go to war, so why didn't the iron weapon give them courage?

Looking at Jiang Qing's energetic face, Lang Mo gently embraced her body, and muttered, "Is the iron weapon really that powerful?" His expression darkened, and his heart sank when he thought about the iron weapon in the clan's hands.

(End of this chapter)