A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 324 Honest people hold grudges...a poisonous tongue

The sun is three poles high, and the summer sun is swaying with scorching heat.

The big elm tree in front of the house has a thick trunk and luxuriant branches, carrying the exquisite and elegant tree house above it, and rustling as the summer wind blows over the treetops.

After Jiang Qing finished speaking, she stood leaning on Lang Mo and watched with a quiet smile.

With an indifferent expression, his eyes are as tough as willows.

"It's a pity that the two tribes have been fighting each other year after year. The number of people is too small, and the strength is too weak!" Lang Mo curled his lips, quite disdainful.Only in front of her, Lang Mo would occasionally show a childish side, which made Jiang Qing smile every now and then.

"Use a little to make a big difference." Jiang Qing said with a smile.

In the jungle, kings like tigers and giant elephants never care about ants and locusts, but when encountering ant nests or locust plagues, even tigers and giant elephants can't avoid them.

The leap from quality to quantity can cross the biological chain.

Lang Mohan's dark eyes flashed in deep thought.

Knowing that Jiang Qing would not aim at the target indiscriminately, she became concerned about it.

"Patriarch, where do you put the rice?" Mocha said in a deep voice.In order to guard these things, he refrained from going to the medicine garden to visit Ya. The sun was already rising and he was in a hurry.

Regardless of being worried about by Lang Mo, he went straight into the room to inquire.

Jiang Qing was startled, and secretly gouged out Lang Mo's eyes.Blaming him for making such a fuss, Xiaoxiao looked up at Mocha and said, "Let's go, I'll take a look and make a decision?"

After the words fell, he was led by Lang Mo and walked out of the living room.

Outside, Lang Lie had already gone out to get busy, while Qing was holding the animal skin and drying it on a bamboo pole.Lang Rui stood on tiptoe to look through the pile of sundries. Of course, what he was most interested in was the wooden barrel containing the whiskey.

I pried it several times, but it didn't work.

With a small meaty face, he looked up at Moga tensely, making Moga look nervous.

Moga is a cute control, of course, this is a hidden attribute, so far no one has discovered it.No, looking at Lang Rui's cute face staring at him, Moga stiffened and did not dare to move.In his eyes, the children of the tribe are very fragile. Although they like it very much, they dare not approach them.

In the past, he liked keeping pets very much.

But every time because he couldn't control his strength, he strangled those pets to death.

If things go on like this, no matter how much you like him, you dare not raise him.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.

Walking down the steps, I saw Mo Jia and Lang Rui, one big and one small cross-eyed, very interesting!
"No, nothing..." Moga stammered.

Lang Rui stepped forward with his calf and hugged Lang Mo's leg. He was only as tall as Lang Mo's knee. In fact, he wanted to hug Jiang Qing more.But he didn't dare, so he decided to wrong himself and chose to embrace Langmo, of course he likes big brother very much.

"Brother, is the whiskey good?" Lang Rui raised his head and asked.

Lang Mo was too tall, and against the light, Lang Rui couldn't see his face clearly.Leaning back too much, I almost fell overboard.Fortunately, Lang Mo's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the back of his neck to support him.

With a gloomy face, he said coldly: "It's too strong, you can't drink it."

Who did Lang Rui's greedy temperament follow?
I feel bad looking at it.

Lang Rui pursed his lips, twisted his small body, and played with his back to Lang Mo.

Lang Mo's dark eyes sank, and he ignored Lang Rui's temper tantrum.

Taking Jiang Qing by the hand, he said, "Of the six bags of rice, four bags will be reserved for you and the flower skewers, and two bags will be given to the elders and children of the tribal shallow mother-in-law and the others. The others will think about it later, and leave in a hurry. Forgot to ask how to deal with it." Lang Mo was a little annoyed, this kind of common sense mistake happened to him, he couldn't help feeling aggrieved.

Jiang Qing took a look at the rice, peeled a grain, tasted it, and said, "These rice is a bit damp, ask Aunt Qing to open the sun curtain, expose it to the sun for a day or two, and eat it after removing the shell. The way to deal with it is similar to that of wheat. Almost, roughly the same, don't worry."

"Hmph!" Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Lang Rui pouted, full of resentment.

Jiang Qing pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hand to pinch Lang Rui's fleshy little face, and said with a smile: "What, are you angry? The whiskey is too strong, children can't drink it indiscriminately. I'll give you some fruit wine later."

"Really?" Hearing this, Lang Rui's face instantly beamed with joy, and his eyes sparkled with bright colors.

"Really." Jiang Qing smiled lightly.

Under Qing's command, Moga moved out the sun shades, only three sun shades were missing.However, considering the strong sun, two bags of rice are thicker to dry on each bed, and you need to be more diligent in turning them later.

At the beginning, I thought that this sun curtain would not be used so soon, and only Jiang Qing's side weaved three beds in the tribe. However, when rice and wheat are widely planted, this sun curtain weaving needs to be put on the agenda!

Jiang Qing hugged Lang Rui and sat on the steps.

Below, Lang Mo and others opened the sun curtain, carefully poured the rice into the sun curtain, and carefully pushed it away with a rake to dry.Fortunately, the open space in the courtyard is relatively spacious. Although the big elm tree shades a lot of sunlight, it only covers the side of the well, and the open space on the other side of the kitchen is very open and sunny.

Knowing that Langmo had returned to Taoyuan, many clansmen came to the door soon.

Seeing that several people were busy, he stepped forward to watch.

"Is this wheat?" Cao asked curiously.

Jiang Qing shook her head and said, "This is rice, which is similar to wheat, but it's eaten differently. Grass, call some people from your tribe to come over, open these bags, and clean up the contents."

She wanted to make a move just now, but was stopped by Lang Mo.

Said to wait for the grass or clear the shot, let them do it, and Jiang Qing will just watch from the side.

Thinking about it, Jiang Qing didn't refuse.

Her belly was getting bigger and bigger, and she felt very uncomfortable after squatting for a long time.

Hearing this, Cao opened her mouth and shouted: "Gabri, Suli..." Seven or eight people shouted in a row. Looking at the number of people, Jiang Qing hurriedly stopped them from cleaning and identifying on the steps of the corridor, pointed to the shade under the big elm tree, and said : "Grass, go over there to be more spacious, the steps in this corridor are too narrow, don't fall down and fall down..."

Seeing this, Cao asked Mocha to take the eight animal skin bags under the big elm tree.

Ya originally lived at Jiang Qing's side, otherwise Mocha wouldn't have rushed over early in the morning. Someone in the tribe had a fever last night, and Ya went back to the medicine garden.

No, there is no sign of Ya here.Mocha was restless and wanted to go to the medicine garden as soon as possible, but Jiang Qing and the others seemed to know what he was thinking, and they just didn't let go.

No, Mocha's simple and rough face.

At this moment, it was frighteningly dark, with a face like no one should enter.

Jiang Qing stabbed Langmo in the back with bad intentions, and said with a smile, "When do you think Mocha will go crazy?"

Lang Mo rubbed her black hair, and said in a gentle voice, "He won't get mad, he will hold grudges at most."

"Mocha can hold grudges?" Jiang Qing was astonished. In her opinion, Mocha was like a nice gentleman, with a good temper, a nice person, not much talk but very considerate.

Lang Mo's brows were as calm as water, and there was a slight smile on his noble face, "Hold grudges, have a poisonous tongue, and even take revenge! Don't play too much..." After finishing speaking, he tapped Jiang Qing's head lightly with his fingers, showing affection The taste of drowning.

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