Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

Lu Er felt a little guilty when he saw Jiao leave angrily, and he was somewhat relieved.

Kokaku is not familiar with him, and has no special feelings for the original body, but it is because of his sense of responsibility that he wants to be with him; now that the reaction is so big, it should only be the orc's face that can't be wiped out, and it may be acceptable to go out and calm down.

In the end, he caused the misunderstanding. Lu Wei thought for a while, took a piece of fresh meat, fryed the fat in a clay pot, and then fryed the mottled bird brought by the horns with pepper and green onion and ginger, and then boiled it again. I got a pot of millet porridge and waited for Jiao to come back and apologize to Jiao.

The influence of the horns on the tribe is very important, and the planting industry in the future can get the support of the horns if they want to promote it.

When the silver-haired orc came back, the tent was filled with the spicy flavor of pepper and bird meat and the mellow aroma of millet porridge, which made the horns feel depressed slightly.

The delicious meal soothed the faint depression of the corner. After eating, he stood up and looked at Lu Er with a serious expression: "Green ears, I thought about it, I won't be separated from you."

Lu Yan didn’t expect that the result would be the same if Jiao went out for a relaxing trip. He was startled when he just wanted to say something, he heard Jiao continue to say: "We have become partners under the witness of the leader and the tribe. I won’t Give up my Asian beast."

Knowing that the beasts’ minds are relatively straightforward, Lu Wei put down the pottery bowl in his hand and tried to persuade him: "Jiao, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me, do you want to spend a lifetime with a stranger?"

Jiao raised his eyes slightly, a trace of embarrassment flashed through his bi-colored pupils:

—I'm afraid no one in this world will know me better than you!

—Since he has a memory, even if his father and mother have not touched him, his...

Thinking of his gaffe after smelling catnip and the experience of being played with two hairball **** by Lu Yan, if he is now a beast type, the hair all over his body may be shameful and fluffy.

Trying not to let myself think about the shameful things, I settled my mind, watching Lu You's gentle eyes, and pursing his lips: "We can understand each other."

Anyway, separation is absolutely impossible.

Lu Wei sighed helplessly when he saw a trace of stubbornness in Jiaobi's eyes.

Although it wasn't his intention, he actually stood up to the identity of Green Ears, and the rumors spread by himself, the horns finally survived, and when he came back, he found that his Asian beast was about to "divorce" him, which was definitely unacceptable.

Since it was his fault, Lu Yan gave a small step: "Well, then we can try to understand each other first, if we can't accept each other..."

"I will accept it."

Jiao didn't wait for him to finish, and he was absolutely sure.

-He will definitely pay attention to the Asian beast who no longer scares him.

Lu Er didn't argue with him, so he was not too worried.

His living habits and pace of life are very different from those of the orcs in the tribe. It's okay to live alone, and be a roommate with another orc, and I don't know if Horn can adapt...

Judging from the primitive state of this tent, the horns are similar to other orcs, and they are all unconstrained and bold, contrary to his strict and rigid planning of his daily life.

For the time being, as an extra roommate, as long as you carefully hide the ring of spiritual water, there should be nothing else to pay attention to.

Lu Er and Jiao each got the results they were satisfied with, and calmly began to discuss some details of their common life.

The tent at the corner is quite big, and it is more than enough for two people.

The first is the bed problem.

Lu Er’s original plan was to re-arrange a nest for him after the animal skin nest before the horn. In the future, after the **** brothers and Feng recover from the snake venom, they will make a bigger bed for the horn—the horn disliked him last night. The bed is too small.

Jiao recalled that when he was still a mistress, when Lu Yan prepared a cat litter for him, he was not allowed to sleep in the bed, and he expressed firm opposition, and the reason was very fair: "I am used to sleeping on the ground."

-He doesn't want to be separated by his Asian beast after having two beds in the name of "not wasting another bed"!

After solving the housing problem, other aspects are much simpler. Taking into account that they will be separated from the corner in the future, Lu Er even listed the two people's responsibility for food and work to ensure that they are not biased.

Horn looked at Lu Er's list, paid more attention to the work Lu Er was responsible for, and frowned slightly: He is now in human form, how can he still let his Asian beast do so much hard farm work?

He pointed to some farm work assigned to him by Lu Er: "I will do these."

"These jobs related to millet planting, you just returned to the tribe, you may not be familiar with it." Lu Wei persuaded him euphemistically, "I'll do it."

Jiao glanced at him a little, and said confidently: "Don't worry."

—He's done it secretly a long time ago. I don't know how many times.

…

The next day, Jiao stood in front of the pigsty, holding a can of dry feed prepared by Lu Er, and his face was a little gloomy.

He didn't pay much attention to his work last night. When he was playing handsome, he put a lot of physical work on himself. Only this morning, he discovered that pig raising was also taken into his work range!

Unexpectedly, going around and taking care of this stupid pig fell on him again!

Jiao poured the feed into the pig trough and watched Xiaolu rushing over happily to bury his head and eating, reluctantly opened the door and went in to clean the pig house.

Xiaolu was obsessed with dry feed and couldn't help himself. After eating for a long time, he noticed that there was a big creature in his house. He curiously leaned over and sniffed, and smelled a familiar smell.

—It's brother!

I haven't seen the fluffy kitten for several days, and Xiaolu jogged around the corner happily.

Although I don't know why the original soft kitty turned into the tough big one now, but the taste and familiar feeling of disgust made Xiao Lu be sure that this is his little brother.

Horn watched that stupid pig arched around his calf with a nose still moistened with feed, resisting the urge to pinch it to death, and whispered, "Don't make trouble!"

After he feeds the pigs, he goes out to hunt!

Lu Er just came out of the tent at this time, watching the picture of them all enjoying themselves, with a smile on his face: "Xiao Lu seems to like you very much."

The horn kicked the enthusiastic piglet aside and frowned: "When will you eat it?"

"It's still so small now, and I have to wait for it to grow up later." Lu Ye explained, "It's still early."

After all, he does not have too nutritious feed to feed the pigs.

"What?" Horn heard a completely unfamiliar vocabulary and asked one more sentence.

"Hey, it's castration." Lu Yan was very happy to impart knowledge on agriculture and animal husbandry. He made a gesture of cutting and explained patiently, "If a boar wants to raise well, he must have his testicles removed so that he will not enter estrus. During the period, the temper will be much more docile, can grow fatter, and the taste of meat will be..."

The overly explicit explanation made Jiao stupid. He pinched his leg subconsciously, and a terrible thought flashed in his mind, and subconsciously asked: "The cat you raised before...will also be castrated?"

When it comes to raising cats, Lu Yan also has a lot of knowledge that can be shared: "Generally speaking, it is best to raise cats and castration—male cats will bark day and night during estrus, peeing everywhere, and are not satisfied with their bodies. It’s not so good either."

Jiao was struck by lightning, and his arm holding the broom was still motionless, letting the little pig who knew nothing about rubbing his leg.

—What is this Yamon talking about? !

-He, want, castrate, any, he? !

A cold air slowly rises from the lower body of the horn and rushes into the brain, making him take a step back subconsciously, and a trace of rejoicing rises in his heart: before, he regretted that he had escaped and failed to protect his sub-beast in time; now Look, if he doesn't escape, I'm afraid he will become the first orc castrated by his own sub-beast in history!

—Where did this Asian beast come from? How could there be such a cruel idea!

Lu Wei wanted to continue to say that he hadn't planned to castrate Xiao Mi when he raised Mi—he is not a professional veterinarian, and there is no serious anti-inflammator in this world. If Xiao Mi gets infected, it will be over.

In this primitive age, no one cares how many cats he raises. He can raise Mi and Mi's female cat and Mi's cubs together.

But looking at the corner with a shocked look, Lu Er thought that the corner didn't like listening to this topic, so he swallowed the rest of the content.

Suddenly he remembered something, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and tentatively asked: "Jiao, how did you know that I had a cat before?"

Less than two days after Jiao came back, they had been busy dealing with the tribe's big and small affairs. Lu Yan hadn't spared time to introduce Jiao to his lost Mi.

but…

Lu Wei remembered that Mang had said before that Xiao Mi had a fresh and strong smell of horns. At that time, he guessed that Xiao Mi might have touched the corpses of the horns. He also wanted Xiao Mi to lead the way to retrieve the corpses of the horns, but he could not find them. That's it.

But now that Jiao is back alive, doesn't it mean that Xiao Mi was in contact with Jiao himself?

But why did Jiao tell Teng that he was not able to come back from a long-distance healing wound? Mi is just an immature kitten, it is impossible to go too far to go out to play at night.

These doubts hovered in Lu Er's head, and suddenly reminded him of something: "Jiao, I ran into an orc with his face in the woods over the black soil. Was it you?"

It had been so long that Lu Ning had originally forgotten it; when he was considering the connection between Xiao Mi and Jiao, he remembered that when he was digging for clay that was better than red clay, he encountered a python attack in the woods and was attacked by a The strange orc was saved.

The orc covered his face with a leaf, his exposed hair was pure white like the animal skin skirt and horns, and he spoke to him in a recognizable tone as soon as he opened his mouth.

Now that I think about it, it is definitely a horn, right?

Horn was already near the Redwood Tribe at that time? But why didn't he come back until the Xiaoshi tribe attacked?

The expression on the horn's face became tighter, and his head was spinning fast, feeling that when facing the oncoming beast tide, he was not as nervous as it is now.

Lu Er looked at Jiao with a serious expression on his face, as if he was angry. Before he could say anything, he heard Jiao stubbornly throw out a few words: "I'm there to recover."

"There?" Lu Yan was a little confused, "Why didn't he go back to the tribe?"

If Jiao returned to the tribe sooner, he wouldn’t be able to create his own “infatuated and unrepentant” personality...

During the two short conversations, Jiao had already figured out how to circumvent this lie, and continued calmly: "At that time, the Xiaoshi tribe showed signs of invading us. After I came back, I would hide temporarily to avoid being discovered by the spies in the tribe. ."

Lu Wei didn't know the situation of the Xiaoshi tribe. Thinking about it, he felt that this explanation was reasonable, and nodded, "So that's it, thank you very much."

From this point of view, it is very likely that Xiao Mi got to know the horn after she was lost at the time and ran into the horn.

He looked at the tall and mighty orc with an intact animal skin skirt at his waist, and suddenly remembered that he had glimpsed in the woods when he had his horns covering his face with leaves, but his bare buttocks were exposed.

-Is it possible that the "high-cold male god" in the mahogany tribe in Jiao has exhibitionism?

Horn noticed the look in Lu Er's eyes, and he understood what the Asian beast was thinking, pretending to be casual, and whispered to explain: "At that time, my tail was hurt."

—So even the piece of fur around the tail is injured. It's definitely not an exhibitionist!

The logical explanation made sense. Lu Yan didn't ask too much, but asked the question he cared most. He couldn't help but bring a trace of anxiety in his voice: "Jiao, do you know where Mi has gone?"

Jiao was silent for a moment, and replied, "I haven't seen it."

Despite being mentally prepared, it is false to say that I am not disappointed.

The obvious frustration on Lu Er's face made Jiao feel a little uncomfortable.

After he returned to the tribe, Lu Lin had always rejected his attitude, but he loved "Xiao Mi" very much.

The cat food bowls and cat wooden beds in the house are well placed in the corners, clean and clean. Obviously Lu Yan has done the cleaning, and he hopes that they can be used someday.

Obviously he is much stronger than the weak and feeble cat, whether in human form or lion form. Why does this sub-beast only think about that cat?

The corner even started to eat his own vinegar.

Lu Yan didn't notice the jealousy flashing in Jiao's blue eyes for a moment. Please ask Jiao to help find Mi's whereabouts in the future.

Jiao wanted to persuade Lu Er, maybe the cat was dead, and he wanted him not to take it seriously; but seeing Lu Er's sincere eyes couldn't say anything, he could only agree.

…

After the Asian beasts took on the farm work, the planting of millet was not delayed, and young seedlings grew soon.

Lu Lin tried his best to check the fields one by one, judging the water and fertilizer adjustments that need to be made during the planting process based on the growth of the millet seedlings in the field.

A few Asian beasts followed him at any time, patiently listening to Lu Er's instructions, preparing to make adjustments to his own fields.

From Lu Er's point of view, these hot-blooded Asian beasts cut corners in their fields, and have more water and fertilizers, and there are a lot of rotten roots or burning seedlings in the fields.

Fortunately, these phenomena were not serious. Lu Ling pointed to the Asian beasts in the corresponding fields to deal with them, stop water and fertilizer for a period of time, and warned them to irrigate the ground strictly according to the amount.

The pointed Amon was a little embarrassed: "I always think that I am not as strong as my orcs, and I have to pick a few more times..."

Lu Ren could understand the minds of these Asian beasts who were the main force of farming for the first time, and comforted him warmly: "The size of the jug and the fat tank are fixed, and it has nothing to do with whether you are an orc or an Asian beast."

The beast manpower has a big impact on the ease of doing it.

In order to prevent such things from happening, Lu Ling called the Li who knows numbers, and let Li act as a supervisor to help the Asian beasts count the number of water and fertilizer tanks that should be irrigated every day.

Seeing that the Asian beasts didn't have a lot of sneaking and rape, Lu Yan was actually quite happy in his heart.

The Asian beasts and the orcs share the same roots, and their initial temperament are actually the same, but their nature is corroded by laziness. Erasing the dust accumulated on the outer layer, the shining points that the Asian beasts are as diligent and hardworking as the orcs slowly emerged.

On this point, Lu Yi asked Teng to say that he hoped that the Redwood Tribe would change its attitude towards the Asian Beasts and set some rules for the Asian Beasts.

Sometimes rules exist not to restrict anything, but to allow people to grow more actively. Collective rules can also cultivate people's sense of collective honor.

Teng thought for a long time, and after discussing with Zhong et al who could barely sit up, he agreed to Lu Er's request.

In fact, Lu Lin is still a little curious, why the Hongmu tribe is so tolerant to the Asian beasts-in this era of insufficient food, shouldn't everyone try their best to survive? Why the main burden of life is on the orcs ?

A trace of nostalgia appeared in Teng's expression, and he sighed and laughed: "Because when the Redwood Tribe was first established, there were almost no sub-beasts; in order to attract other sub-beasts to join us, they have been pampering the tribe's sub-beasts."

Teng explained to Lu Er the source of the Redwood Tribe's rules regarding the sub-beasts.

Different from the tribes formed by other families, the Redwood tribe was first formed by a group of wandering orcs huddled together for warmth. There were few sub-beasts. Later, the sub-beasts who came to their tribe slowly came from other places, letting the orcs of the redwood tribe. I was ecstatic, and took care of the Asian beast in every possible way, and then I had the current situation.

Teng is the third-generation leader of the Redwood Tribe. Because the way the Redwood Tribe was born is different from that of the ordinary tribe, Teng is keen on picking up cubs that other tribes don’t want to come back and raise. The Asian beasts are so loose and unruly in the Redwood Tribe.

Lu Yan explained his doubts and nodded to remind him: "Today is different from the past, and the rules will also change with development."

Both Lu Er and Jiao participated in the formulation of the new rules.

The new rules relax the requirement for the orcs to hand in half of their prey, and only need to hand in a quarter;

In contrast, except for special events such as this collective poisoning, the tribe no longer distributes food to orcs or sub-beasts with labor;

At the same time, a protection system for old orcs or sub-beasts has been added.

The last point is that other people don’t quite understand—when there is not enough food in the winter tribes, most of the tribes will take the lead to abandon the elderly who have lost the ability to hunt. Why does Lu Er ask to protect the food of the old Asian beasts and old orcs? Especially now that the prey that the tribe collects from the orcs has been reduced...

Lu Yan can understand the helplessness of this era, but it doesn't mean that he can accept it without being indifferent.

He thought of today when he taught the white beard to sow the first seeds of white root vegetables.

"I know that there was not enough food in the tribe, and it was helpless to give up the tribe. But now we can harvest food from the land, and we have solved the most difficult problem in winter." Lu Ling gently grabbed the gourd that he brought A small handful of Huang Chengcheng millet slipped between his fingers and showed it to them, "I believe we have enough food this winter. When food is sufficient, we should not give up any of our companions."

After planting on this land for half a year, teaching the orcs to grow the land hand by hand, if Lu Er can't estimate the output, then his instructor must roll up the book and knock him on the head.

Teng pondered for a while, but still a little strange: "But why should we give priority to the old Asian beasts? If we have extra food, of course we can give them..."

"Older Asian beasts or orcs are not in good health. Food priority should be increased; and the most important point is that the elderly have experience and skills that we don't have." Lu Lin gave an example, "For example, Duo Yu, now in the tribe Is there anyone better than him in knitting?"

Not only Du Yu, as far as Lu Ling knows, there are a few old Asian beasts who are good at nitrating animal skins, there are also a few who are particularly knowledgeable about grindstone tools and bone tools, and even people who are very familiar with the weight of food, almost It can be used as a human weighing pole.

If the Mahogany Tribe has been in a state of trying its best to hunt for food that is barely fruitful, then these skills are not as good as a hare or a wild fruit; but the Mahogany Tribe wants to develop these seemingly useless little skills. It will bloom with a strong light.

Teng was a little unsure, and turned his gaze to the corner: "Jiao, what do you think?"

If the life of all the old Asian beasts and orcs in the tribe is really guaranteed, the pressure on food will definitely fall on their two strongest orcs-Teng still doesn't believe that this millet can feed the tribe for an entire winter.

With a frown, Jiao looked at Lu Er deeply, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, then raised his hand slightly: "You can try what Lu Er said."

Agreed on the general direction, the details will be much easier to handle later.

Teng intends to wait for the orcs to recover from the snake venom before implementing this new regulation.

Lu Er and Jiao have been getting along well these days.

From Lu Er's point of view, Jiao is still a qualified roommate. Although sometimes a bit sticky and greasy, his living habits are unexpectedly close to him.

He thought that horns, who grew up in primitive tribes, would not be able to stand his stable and regular life.

Although Jiao would occasionally have a tight face and a serious expression when talking to him, Lu Yan was very satisfied with this alienated attitude compared to when he was courteous. He even wondered if he could still talk to Jiao after he "divorced" with Jiao. Be a good brother.

There is a strong orc in the family, and his daily routine is indeed much more convenient. Lu Yan has more time and energy to devote himself to breeding and breeding.

This made Lu Wei Dijiao feel more and more assured. When the scheduled day came, he even invited Jiao to help: "Jiao, I am going to castrate Xiao Lu today, can you help?"