Thinking of this, his face regained the gentle smile like the warm sunshine, and he said: "Axue, if you have something to say, just say it."

Jiang Xue looked at him deeply. This guy could see through her intentions at a glance.

In fact, ever since the old patriarch left, she had always had an idea. Especially after the pigpen was built, this idea had been lingering in her mind: to build a sunshade.

Or build a pavilion.

The Snake Tribe's activity area is greatly affected by the weather. In fact, it's not just them, all the surrounding tribes are the same.

On sunny or cloudy days, they might even stroll in the open space in front of the tribe.

But when it rains, if there is not enough dry firewood, they may have to eat raw food.

The reason is that when it rains, they have nowhere else to go except the cave to take shelter from the rain.

It is indeed necessary to build a sunshade or a pavilion.

After all, it can provide more space for everyone to move around, and it can also be used to store clay embryos. And in the summer, if the defense measures around the tribe are in place, they don't even have to crowd into the cave to rest.

As for how to prevent people in the tribe from causing trouble, Jiang Xue's method is simple and crude, which is to directly use bamboo sticks to stir-fry the meat.

The first time, twenty strokes; the second time, thirty strokes; and the third time, you will be expelled from the tribe.

When Jiang Xue expressed her idea, Mu Feng immediately made the decision: "Okay, then tomorrow we'll go up the mountain to cut down some trees and build a pavilion to store the raw clay."

The patriarch made the decision, and naturally the others agreed.

Jiang Xue looked at Mu Feng in surprise. How could this guy trust her so much?