The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 10 Species that can disappear

The down jacket is still too short to cover the quilt. Although the rabbit fur is soft, it smells very strong and the leather underneath is also hard.

She once saw that the natives in the Amazon jungle kneaded fur with plant ash.

If the orcs ignored her tomorrow, she would try.

Looking at the hazy roof of the cave with eyes open, my mind went blank.

She knew it was wild.

The orc fell asleep very soundly, and she knew it, but her eyes were very astringent, closed the pain, and she was awake, tossing and turning, she pressed the pain on one side and then on the other, when she changed the noodles again , the crawling thing on the top of the cave frightened her, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Get up, run, jump, dive, all in one go.

Xing, who was awakened by the scream, just wanted to make a sound, and a soft ball rushed into his arms.

"Ji Li Gu Lu" in the middle of the night, what to do.

Pushing away the little female in his arms.He hated this feeling, it was too soft and delicate.He didn't like it, not at all.

"That...that..." Qian Sisi pointed to the gecko on the top of the cave in fear.A gecko as long as her legs.

If possible, she hopes that there will be no such insects on the earth.

No, no.

I hope there are no geckos in this damn place.

Well·····

God will kill her! ?

She is most, most, most, afraid of geckos.

none of them.

It was a gecko, which she had never seen in her life.

The huge gecko that was getting closer and closer brought back the horrible memories of Qian Sisi's elementary school.

In the fourth grade, a boy in the class secretly put a gecko in her schoolbag. When she was in class, she reached into the schoolbag to pick up the textbook. The soft, tender touch made her brain tense. She broke down when she saw that it was a gecko that climbed onto the back of her hand.The earth-shattering ultrasonic wave rushed out.The teacher was so scared that he almost fell off the podium.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the gecko flew onto another girl, and the girl fainted immediately.Afterwards, all the male students in the class were forced to write letters of apology.But what's the use of apologizing, the gecko has since occupied a big place in her heart, causing her to lose control when she sees the gecko.

Xing, following the little female's hand, looked at the flying insect-eating beast on the top of the cave, broke away the little female hugging his arm, and "jiri gulu" let go.

"Don't let go, I won't let go"

I don't know if they were too frightened, or they hit the right button, but the two actually talked to each other.

Xing broke Qian Sisi's hand away again and again, and Qian Sisi tirelessly followed and entangled him again, as if the gecko would come and eat her if he didn't grab him.

He really couldn't bear the screaming in his ears, and Qian Sisi grabbed his hand, got up, and dragged Qian Sisi into another cave.Picked up a piece of firewood and went back.

The cave was large, but not very high, and the orc could just reach it with his stick.

"What are you doing, you will fall..."

When she saw that the orc was actually using a firewood gecko, Qian Sisi finally let go, jumped onto the big orc's bed, and curled up inside.

"puff·····"

"Ah... why didn't you say you were poking first." Qian Sisi stared at the gecko writhing on the wooden stick, making her extremely disgusted.

Well·····

Her poor little heart!

I suffered a lot of fright today, how can I bear it.

How did my mother give birth to her.

It can't be softer.

Let her be scared to death as soon as she gets here.

She will not have to be the next time the gecko.

Seeing the orc walk out of the hole, he thought he was going to throw a gecko.

After a while, he returned with nothing in his hand.The orc stood beside the bed and muttered, seeing if she understood, he pointed to her floor, and understood that the orc wanted to drive her away, so Qian Sisi got up quickly.

She is a girl with ambition.

Of course she had to leave when she was chased away, but ambition can't be eaten, and ambition can't make up for courage.Holding the down jacket, she turned back again.Facing the eyes that the orcs were about to eat her, he climbed onto the bed, and crawled into the innermost part.

Such a big bed doesn't need Chuhe Hanjie, neither of them can touch it.

So, she's going to sleep on the bed.

Lie flat, cover yourself with clothes, and close your eyes.

Star gritted her teeth.I was so angry that my chest was going to explode.

The little female was afraid of flying insects, so he cleaned it up for her.There was nothing to scare her, and she actually leaned on his big cushion.

It's his, his.

Climbing onto the bed, Xingxiang wanted to drag Qian Sisi down, "Ah... ah...ah pervert, hit a pervert..." Punching and kicking are not enough to describe Qian Sisi at this moment.

The orc who had been beaten up by her couldn't take it anymore, and then he didn't care about him, and fell asleep outside the bed in a sulky mood.sideways.

I was sure again in my heart that I didn't like females, especially this little female.

I don't know if it was because of a commotion, or because someone was sleeping next to her, Qian Sisi wrapped herself tightly and fell asleep quickly.

Wake up.

After staring blankly at the top of the cave for a long time, he finally recovered, and turned his head to look at the orc who was lying on his back and sleeping soundly.

She let herself go.

It's just that the back of the head will hurt if you let it go for a long time.Shaking her head, she began to think about how to live today.First of all, we need to make a door so that snakes, insects, rats and ants cannot visit at any time.

However, how to make the door, all kinds of doors are in her mind, but unfortunately she can't make that kind of door.

Even for the simplest wooden door, the tree must be cut first, and the wood sawn.Where did the saw come from?The saw didn't even cut wood
head.

Or, just like the natives, use curtains.

Use the curtain first.

Not her bragging.

She is an expert in bamboo weaving.

Back then, when she was five years old, she thought her home was far away from school, so she didn't go to kindergarten.My mother was busy with the work in the field and had no time to take care of her, so she was put in the garden to keep the crops and died in large areas.

Helpless, she was thrown to the old man who made baskets in Zhushan next door.

The old man couldn't stand her chasing chickens and ducks, and finally used one yuan to coax her to learn how to weave baskets from him.

For that dollar.

She went from a child with ADHD to a saboteur who made a crate and could sit all day.

It's a waste of bamboo sticks opened by the old man, first-rate.

The old man has a good temper, let her go, and finally, two years later, when she was in elementary school, she was out of the misery.And she is good at sieves, dustpans, fish baskets, and mat baskets.

But she never got the old man's one dollar.The old man always said that the things she made up were not good.

Thinking of the one dollar that made her heartache, she inevitably thought of another thing about money.

When I was in the fifth grade, knitting was popular, and everyone who had fun learned to weave scarves, but she was the only one who couldn't learn it.

At that time, the little uncle said that if you, Qian Sisi, could weave a scarf, she would give you 100 yuan.At that time, she was just short of money to buy a Walkman, and she boasted that she would definitely take that white dollar.

One white piece was won, but unfortunately it was two years later.

Walkmans are no longer popular.

When she held the 100 yuan with a mournful face, the eldest uncle watched the excitement and thought it was a big deal, and asked her to knit him a sweater. The thread was bought by the aunt, and she would pay for it if it was broken.

For a whole year, she didn't attend an after-school interest class on her rest day. From Monday to Friday, the two hours from ten o'clock in the evening to twelve o'clock in the evening also belonged to the ball of broken wool, which was almost twisted into hemp rope by her. Then, the wrinkled sweater is done.

A quick reward of one thousand, she put it in her pocket.

After going to college, she was not so nervous about studying, but she always felt reluctant to do it.So, now, she is also a master of wool weaving.

(End of this chapter)