Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Chapter 136 A Little Goodbye Is Better than a New Marriage

The two went out and walked hand in hand towards the next yard.

When they reached the hillside, Qing Jiu found that Ji Lang was not wearing a hat, so he broke off branches from the tree and made him a straw hat to protect him from the sun.

"It's such a short time, we won't be exposed to the sun." Ji Lang said this, but still obediently let Qing Jiu help him put on the straw hat.

"The sun is very strong right now. Your skin will turn red after a while." Qing Jiu stroked Ji Lang's slightly red cheeks with his calloused fingers and felt a little dry in his mouth.

Seeing his rolling Adam's apple, Ji Lang felt a little moved and wanted to get closer to this man. He moved a little closer and leaned lazily in Qing Jiu's arms. Only then did he feel a little satisfied. Although they were obviously steaming hot and it wasn't very comfortable to lean against each other, Ji Lang didn't want to separate.

The clasped hands soon became sweaty, probably because they had touched so many mangoes. At this moment, both of them still smelled a bit like mangoes.

"You've lost weight." Qing Jiu pinched his red face. When this person exercises, is embarrassed, or is too hot, his face will be slightly flushed, making people want to reach out and pinch it.

Ji Lang rolled his eyes and slapped his big hand away, "You're exaggerating. How can you lose weight in just a few days?" But when he thought about going to the toilet eight times a day these days, he felt that it was possible that he had really lost weight.

"Do you want to take a rest? I'll be back soon." Ji Lang asked him.

Qing Jiu shook his head. He didn't feel tired. He had long been accustomed to this kind of life running around. When he was very young, he followed his elder brother to the mountains to dig wild vegetables, dig insects, and look for food in the caves of some small animals. At that time, the area around the tribe was relatively safe, but there was basically nothing to eat in the nearby mountains. Sometimes he had to climb two mountains to find wild vegetables to dig. Later, when he was older, before he reached the age for a normal hunter to join the hunting team, he joined the hunting team early because of the great strength bestowed by the mountain god and his younger brothers and sisters at home. He ran around in various mountains every day, sometimes even going to very far places, going back and forth for several days. He had long been accustomed to such a life.

But now, when he is away, he feels more worried and misses her. This feeling is new to him. Sometimes he feels warm in his heart when he thinks about her, and sometimes he feels an uncontrollable sourness in his heart. He is obviously very tired during the day, but when he lies in the wild or in the cave at night, he always tosses and turns for a long time. These thoughts seem to have taken root in his mind, and appear repeatedly in his thoughts.

He didn't know whether Ji Lang had slept or not, and how he was doing at home these days. Especially on the way back, the first thing he thought of when he closed his eyes was that Ji Lang had been poisoned by the blood. He was in great pain, and he wished he had no sleep, no rest, no gathering, and had to come back to see Ji Lang without sleep or rest.

But he couldn't do that. He was the leader of the tribe. He was the one who brought these people out, and he had to bring them back intact.

Ji Lang is his partner and his family, but these people also have partners and families, and he cannot ignore them.

Now looking at this person standing beside him with a smile, the straw hat woven from leaves was a little small and got stuck on his head, making his hair flat and sticking to his fair cheeks. The leaves on the hat were sticking in all directions, which obviously looked a little funny, but he felt that this person was the cutest person in the world.

"Why are you looking at me all the time? Are you fascinated by me again?" Ji Lang said with a smile. He was just joking. He knew that Qing Jiu was a rather introverted person and didn't like to talk about certain things. Although he would occasionally say a few sweet words or dirty words, he was still a taciturn person most of the time.

I didn't expect that this person would be so tactful to pick up the conversation this time.

"Well, you are beautiful. I can't get enough of you. I want to keep looking at you." Qing Jiu looked serious.

This made Ji Lang feel a little embarrassed, and his cheeks turned redder. "Hey, don't tell the truth."

Qing Jiu couldn't help but rubbed against and kissed him again. Fortunately, no one came out at the moment and no one else saw it. Ji Lang naturally wouldn't refuse, and the two of them stayed together for a while.

There were also mangoes brought back by hunters in the yard next door. Dashu was shouting that he would share them with everyone. When he saw Jilang and Qingjiu come in, he looked into the baskets behind them to see if there were any good things. After finding that there was nothing new, he immediately turned around and continued to do his own thing.

Jilang: ...

It's too real, too realistic. This person is really, as mean as ever.

Grandma Xue was cleaning out the empty jars in her small cave, planning to sort them out, clean them, and use them to store prepared medicinal materials.

Her cave was half the size of the others and was simply furnished. There was a small kang (a bed that can sleep two people at most) near the window at the entrance, and a small stone table on the other side, on which were placed the bamboo covers she used to dry herbs and a small stone mortar for grinding medicinal powder. There was a small aisle less than one meter wide in the middle, and further inside were several shelves of different heights, on which were placed bamboo baskets of different sizes and pottery jars, all filled with dried medicinal materials.

As soon as you enter the house, you can smell a familiar smell of Chinese medicine. Every time Ji Lang comes to Grandma Xue's little house, he feels as if he has returned to his grandfather's small clinic.

"Why are you here?" Grandma Xue, who was sitting on a small wooden stool wiping a pottery jar, looked up and asked them.

Ji Lang told her the whole story about the cannibal's blood poison.

"The main thing is that you didn't bring back many roots of the magic grass last time, and I drank some of it. So many people have been poisoned by the blood this time. Is there not enough medicine? Should we send someone out to get some back?" Ji Lang asked.

Grandma Xue shook her head, "No, you're weak, and you have a strong reaction, so I didn't dare let you use too much medicine all at once to remove the blood poison bit by bit. But those hunters are tall and strong, and their overall physical fitness is good. I'll boil a pot of water with the magic grass roots and let them drink it twice. That will be enough." She didn't dare let Ji Lang boil the magic grass roots to drink at that time. The medicinal effect of boiled magic grass roots is much stronger than soaking in water. After all, looking at his small body, he would have to lie on the kang for three to five days after drinking a bowl of it.

Ji Lang just realized that he was underestimated: ...

Destroy it.

Oh shit.

It seemed that Ji Lang's frustrated expression was too obvious. Grandma Xue smiled and patted his not-so-thick chest. "Don't think too much. I don't look down on you, but the physical conditions of ordinary people like us really can't compare with those natural hunters."

Ji Lang: Thank you, I didn’t feel comforted.

Qing Jiu found it a little funny. This man was very generous about some things, but every time he talked about his physical fitness, he would be persistent in a way that he couldn't understand. It seemed that he wanted to prove to everyone that he was not thin, but very strong.

There was no way. No matter at which stage of school Ji Lang was in, he was always the representative of good physical fitness, tall stature and fast running among his peers. But when he got here, let alone Qingjiu or Sashi who were in the best condition in all aspects, even Li who was older, Lan who was said to have injured her body when giving birth, and Ye who was too thin in the eyes of these natives, all seemed to be stronger than him. It's not that they were strong in visual effect, but the overall feeling they gave people.

He was very angry, and felt that it was all his fault because of his naturally cold and pale skin.

Qing Jiu pursed her lips, suppressed her smile, and pushed Ji Lang, who still wanted to compete with her, out of the cave. When they were almost at the door, Ji Lang realized that he had forgotten to give the mango he carried to Grandma Xue.

The two went back again.

Knowing that the blood poisoning problem could be solved, everyone felt relieved and went about their own business.

Knowing that they didn't have good food outside, they either had dried meat or dry food, and occasionally they would roast some wild animals caught outside. When Li and Ye cooked, they made some soup for them. The bone soup was thick and fragrant, and paired with chewy noodles. Even Xiaoman ate half a bowl more.

He was a glutton and used to wolf down his food, most of the time he would swallow it without even tasting it. Ji Lang even called him "Little Pigsy" for a long time because of this.

He had not heard the story of Journey to the West at that time and didn't care about it at all. But after Ji Lang told him this story, he started to make a fuss and didn't want to be called Little Pig Bajie anymore.

Actually, it’s sad to think about it. Children of a few years old don’t even chew their food before they eat it. They just swallow it directly because they are afraid that the food will be snatched away if they eat too slowly.

Ji Lang didn't dare to think about how many times he had been robbed before he learned this.

Fortunately, the little guy has changed a lot now. He used to eat everything but has become a bit picky now. He is not really picky. He will eat more of the food he likes, and eat until he is full if he doesn’t like it. He will never eat more than one bite.

Her belly was round from all the food she ate today, and she happily ran back to the house to play with Jilang, but when she came out she stopped laughing.

Qing Jiu, that bad guy, actually brought his little blanket and pillow to Feng Hewu's room, and even asked him to stay there for a few more days, and it would be best if he stayed in that room forever.

He was unhappy, his brows were furrowed, his little face was puffy as if he was holding his breath, he sat on the doorstep with his chin in his hands, looking bitter and resentful.

Ji Lang came back from outside with some water, and what he saw was his cute little pufferfish-like appearance.

"Hey, what's wrong with my son? He ate too much and his face became round?" Ji Lang asked him with a smile.

Xiaoman jumped up immediately as if her buttocks were pricked, and rushed to Jilang like a little ball and hugged his legs, "Father, I want to sleep in the same room with you~"

"Go to sleep. We have always slept in the same room." Ji Lang had forgotten that it was he who took the initiative to suggest that Xiaoman sleep in the next room.

"But... Qing asked me to sleep with Wu and the others at night." Xiaoman complained and pouted.

"Well... then you can go and sleep with them for one night. Father and Qingjiu have important things to do!" Ji Lang was so hard-hearted at the moment that he raised his head to the sky. He couldn't lower his head. He would compromise if he saw Xiaoman's pitiful little eyes, so he simply didn't look at her.

Xiaoman suffered a setback in his father's love. He couldn't believe this fact. He hugged Jilang's legs and continued to act like a spoiled child. "Wuwu...Father, I'm still so young, how can I be separated from you? In the future, without Xiaoman baby to warm your bed and play with you, will you be able to sleep?"

Ji Lang lowered his head, confused, "What do you mean, I'll just let you sleep for one night."

"Ah...Oh, so that's the case. I'll go out and play then." Xiaoman got an answer that satisfied herself. She patted her face which had turned red from anger and ran outside.

He didn't care what Qingjiu said. As long as his father said he would not sleep separately from him, he would definitely listen to his father in the end.

A short separation is better than a new marriage. Ji Lang was a little excited and washed up early and went to bed.

He had been thinking about it for several days, and he also wanted to cooperate with Qingjiu to have some good fun, but he ended up being so exhausted that his hands and feet became weak, and his eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them. Qingjiu even helped him up and let Ji Lang sit on his waist to move.

"You bastard, you're going to kill me." Ji Lang stretched out his hand to hit someone, but his arm was shaken down as soon as he raised it. He could only lean on Qing Jiu's broad and strong shoulders and bite him hard.

Qing Jiu ignored him and continued to fiddle with the person in his arms. When he was bitten and felt pain, he would pinch Ji Lang's slender waist hard.

Ji Lang was in so much pain that he could only let go and beg for mercy, "Stop pinching, it's going to break."

Qing Jiu came over to kiss him, but he shook his head randomly, "No more kissing, my mouth hurts too."

But his refusal was of no use, and in the end he was forced to kiss her.

When he was finally able to sleep, Ji Lang squinted his eyes and seemed to see that it was getting a little brighter outside the window.

Knowing that these two people must have been restless last night, Guo Qi did not call Qing Jiu when he took the hunting team out in the morning.

He usually sleeps little and has plenty of energy. In fact, he had woken up a long time ago, but Ji Lang in his arms was still sleeping soundly, so he did not get up, and watched Ji Lang sleeping quietly. This man was sharper when asleep than when awake. Ji Lang's eyes were long, but not narrow. When he opened his eyes, his eyeballs were round and black, giving people a very sincere feeling. But when he closed his eyes, you couldn't see his eyes, and they looked more aggressive, like a different person.

But at this moment, the area around his eyes was slightly swollen, and there was a not-so-obvious redness. His mouth was also swollen and red, and he looked like he had been abused too much. Qing Jiu felt a little dry in the mouth when he saw it.

He had to quickly close his eyes and suppress the desire in his heart. There was no other way. If he dared to wake the person up at this moment, he would probably be the one to live in the next room.

Xiaoman had secretly opened the door and looked in several times, and found that the two were still lying there. He thought they were really lazy. They had obviously gone to bed earlier than him last night. He was still playing with the kitten in the yard when A'fu and Qingjiu turned off the lights. How come he had already gotten up and finished his meal, but the two were still not awake.

Ah Zhou also got up late today. Touching his earlobe that was pinched so hard that it hurt, he resigned himself to bringing the bowl to Ye. When he got over here, he saw Xiaoman sticking his little butt out and looking into the house, so he quickly carried the little guy away.

He hasn't woken up yet, which shows how intense the night was. Can children be allowed to watch this scene? Definitely not!