Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

The next day, Brother Mal asked me if I was going to the riverside again, but politely refused.

Beh, stick around, I don't think it's because you got bullied!

Because you have something to do!... but I'm afraid you're about 8 years old girl. It's your mom, Gu.

So, after dropping off my two brothers right up there, I went to a room like the warehouse next door.

Hopefully, when I opened the door, my second son, Brother Giraud, was carrying out the de-grain work of the land rice previously harvested. With stone...

Yes, we're doing grain removal with stone. He lays Inaho on a large stone, holds a stone with a large palm in his hand, and scrapes the Inaho so that it is rubbed.

The first time I saw this sight was when my mother carried me. It was a shock.

What is this, some stone age! It's what I thought.

I kind of guessed (no poles...) that there were no electrical products, but I thought I had a thousand teeth or so!

Thanks to you, the grain shedding of the rice ho we harvested before this is not over yet.

I wonder what happened to this village. It's like throwing out all the civilized instruments...

Sometimes I wonder, how did you make this? The villages are dotted with what seems to be.

A typical one is a water savings tank. Everyone calls it "Stone for Water," which is shaped like a big rock in a 1m square, and uses rainwater and so on as domestic water for that purpose.

Surprisingly, it doesn't feel like concrete, it feels like crumbling hard rocks like basalt.

Speaking of which, the girls said that a technician named Wizard also made this tank.

Next time the wizard and I do (pup), let's hear it when it comes. It's a privilege for a kid to easily ask what he doesn't know!

In the meantime, I called out to Brother Giraud, who is sperm in de-grain work in stone, because he has something to do with me before the Wizard's visit

"Can I have a straw? And can I stay here, too?

Then Brother Giraud nodded to Kokun, looking at me and looking strange.

Brother Giraud doesn't chat much. We live together but I haven't heard much voice. I'm a silent boy. I have blonde hair, but it's simple.

I had my permission, and I carried a bunch of straw of rice that had been de-grained, and I sat down one way or the other properly.

The purpose is to create tools to catch fish. Sure, there should have been a trap for small fish with a mechanism to install something like a small hole in the river and fish coming in through that hole, but the exit side, because it's convex, can't go outside. It seems easy for me to do that.

But I can see the whole picture of the tool, but I've probably never made anything out of straw, so first, I'm going to knit a wobble.

I once made cloth tattoos as part of my elementary school classes. At that time, I knitted the cloth and made it, but if I did it with the same procedure, I should be able to make it with straw.

And when I got used to knitting with straw, I decided to make a fish trap.

While he was slight and mistried, he was hungry and powerless, and over the course of about 10 days, he rubbed a straw hat with one trap for teasing and small fish, one small bowl for being able to eat mountain vegetables.

It wasn't that much of a task, but it was something of a one-year-old, not physically fit, who had tried several times to fall asleep. Instead, he was almost asleep. 'Cause sleeping kids grow up! It's my job to sleep!

That's how I decided to ask Brother Mal again to take me to the riverside. Along with New's Sashimi & Love Straw Hat.

Inari hats are a little stingy because they are stiff compared to straw hats. Could have failed.

As for the fish, the whole family, what is this? It was a reaction, but my father asked me to make some because I was very surprised about the teasing and the teasing.

When I needed it, they usually bought it from a traveler.

It's a waste to have straw on hand!

They always used straw for reinforcement work on the house (because it's a straw house), laid it down, and used it like a goza, but burned the rest of it.

Mottainai, you don't even know if there's a haunt!

And when the three brothers and sisters at the end of us got to the riverside, most of the other village kids were there. And then he told me to take a look at the sawdust and hat I made.

As for the teasing, I was flattered that it was okay, but my opinion about the hat was that I didn't have a "okay" opinion.

Well, I'm being honest with you. Nasty, this. You're being a jerk and a jerk. The shape is also close to Kankasa in Kasagakuji.

But to keep your white skin, no sunburn is allowed! Woman who doesn't choose means for beauty, that's me Lyo!!

The sawdust and hat opinions came to a paragraph, trapping the river.

Traps, of course, traps for small fish that I made without going overnight. I put a stone in it and sank it into the river.

Tomorrow, when I come back to see how things are going, there must be a little fish wacky... maybe.

"Hey, Brother Mal, I want to go easy on you"

Fish Tori got to a paragraph better, so I called out to my sweet Brother Mal.

Brother Shu, along with the other kids, does something like chase.

"Mountain? Why do you want to go to a mountain or something?

"Until then, I want to take something that can be tapered. I want to be in the basket."

I tried my best to be cute and say it. Well, you don't have to do that. A sweet brother Mal would go with you.

Yes, I thought so.

But how dare they say no!!

"The mountains don't disappear. You can't just go in there with kids. Because there are things."

That's what my brother said.

What, demons! Also, are you going to mix fantasy? It's called a wizard. You're already talking about wild dogs and bears, aren't you? Tell me about the demon. Prep.

But either way, it could be dangerous to go to places like where bears and wild dogs come out, just kids. There is also a lust for a little of the entrance to the mountain, but let's give it up.

Besides, there are weeds that can be eaten by this river. Let's put up with that for a while.

"Do you want to go with the grass?"

"Fine, but... do you have any grass to eat? Does Lew know?

"... when I was making this mess, Brother Zillow told me."

Right, suddenly a 1-year-old girl is scared when she says she can't eat or eat this grass! You're too flashy!

I did. I used the silent boy's name. Let go, Brother Zillow.

Brother Mal, while saying something like Brother Giraud was familiar with the grass, seemed to heed my request for now, and together, we were to collect the weed.

I love you sweet brother!

There were quite a few wild grasses found by the river.

Tampons, cresons, celi, onions, hymezions, hahahakogusa.

I just collected it based on information from the drawings I read in my previous life, so other than Cresson and the Leek, I've actually never tarnished it.

I can eat tampons - I thought in my previous life, but I didn't actually want to eat them.

But not me now. I was in the mood for anything to add to my stomach.

A little while after I started collecting, I stopped collecting because my little one was full, took a nap with my brother, and went home.

My mother made an itch that contained only rice from land rice in an oven, so she asked me to add a little weed there.

I'm already out of my milk life. Because it's not milk. So breastfeeding currently. I mean, the whole family is in a state of breastfeeding...

Your mother, at first, can you eat? Are you all right? He looked like that, but when he appropriately said he heard that he could eat it to the village adults, he honestly put the weed in the pan.

For dinner that day, it seemed like the weed was serving a good stock, and the nourishment tasted like every corner of my body.

I was relieved that the other families were eating satisfactorily.

Tomorrow at last, I can eat fish!... maybe.