After a few days of hard work, Jiang Xue cleared the weeds from the field and led others to turn over the half-meter-long sweet potato vines. Then, the weeds in the cornfield began to sprout again...
Ever since the tribe started smelting iron, members of the hunting team began to take turns going into battle.
Iron smelting and forging is a very hard and strenuous job. Even among the adult men in the tribe, few are willing to stay by the furnace every day to watch over the molten iron.
Jiang Xue always thought that she was a very reasonable person. Since they said they couldn't bear the hardship, she didn't force them. This kind of work was indeed too tiring, so she let them take turns doing it.
The wolf cubs changed almost every day. In just a few days, they lost their fat, cute and silly appearance and often played and fought with the little ones in the tribe. Especially when the little ones in the tribe were playing hopscotch, as long as these wolf cubs saw them throwing snails, they would go up and grab the snails away.
Xiaopang still remembered Jiang Xue's shuttlecock.
Jiang Xue was very hurt. Although there were chicken feathers in the tribe, there was no cloth. Even her old clothes had to be changed into tight-fitting clothes.
After all, she still couldn't do what they did and just put animal skins on her body and run around.
So the matter of the shuttlecock could only be agreed to verbally.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter. After enduring the frustrating rainy season, summer is quietly coming.
Jiang Xue couldn't stand having animal skins from winter and spring on her bed, so she took advantage of the good sun and hung them on bamboo poles outside to dry, partly to get rid of the moisture and partly to get rid of the musty smell.
Jiang Xue was indeed a role model in the tribe; if she did something, the others would follow suit. For the past two days, every spot in the tribe suitable for drying things was covered with animal skins.
It was another hot and unbearable night. Jiang Xue tossed and turned on the animal skin, unable to fall asleep. When she stepped barefoot on the bamboo floor, a refreshing coolness rushed from the soles of her feet to her forehead.
She was delighted and simply lay down on the floor, and immediately felt a lot more comfortable.
She immediately cursed herself for becoming more and more stupid. Asongbo and the others were either weaving or twisting straw or hemp ropes every day, so how could she not even think of such important bedding!
——Bamboo mat!
In the summer, isn't it better to use a bamboo mat on the bed than an overturned animal skin?
The next day, Jiang Xue went to see Asongbo and asked them to stop making bamboo products and focus on weaving bamboo mats. Asongbo and his family readily accepted her suggestion and started weaving bamboo mats according to Jiang Xue's request that day.
Ever since Sang Yang moved into the Snake Tribe under the pretext of learning a skill, there have been various competitions between him and Mu Feng.
The two of them tried various ways to show their courtesy to Jiang Xue. The people in the tribe saw it all. Although they did not say anything, they secretly tried to trip up Sang Yang where Jiang Xue could not see.
For example, when it was Sang Yang's turn to dig the clay, they would deliberately walk away. When Sang Yang was kneading the clay diligently in the pavilion, they would 'inadvertently' add some materials to the pottery blanks made by Sang Yang.
Sometimes it was hay, sometimes it was leaves, and what was even more outrageous was that one time, they took advantage of Sang Yang going to the toilet and used dry grass and branches to play with the mud pit he had made.
But what they didn't expect was that any broken pottery they used would have a layer of dazzling patterns on it after being fired once.
When Jiang Xue saw this unique pottery bowl, her eyes widened.
When she asked how the bowl was made, everyone fell silent and no one dared to admit it.
Finally, she tried it herself one by one. At the end, she stuck a leaf in the freshly kneaded pottery bowl, waited for it to dry, and then fired it. The leaf was completely hung on it.
Jiang Xue suddenly felt like she had found a door to another world, and all kinds of leaves appeared one after another.
At first it was just a single leaf, but later she simply cut the leaves into pieces and pieced them together into various patterns. The results made her very satisfied - the patterns were really printed neatly on the pottery bowl just as she arranged them.
When the rice ears in the fields finally shed their green shells and put on a yellow-green coat, the first bamboo mat of the Snake Tribe finally came into being.
This is a single bamboo mat, about two meters long and one and a half meters wide.
Jiang Xue looked at the bamboo mat with a gleam in her eyes.
Tonight, she finally didn't have to sleep on the hard floor anymore, she could finally sleep on a bamboo mat.
Seeing Jiang Xue happily moving the bamboo mat into the bamboo house, Mu Feng followed suit, and Sang Yang also entered the bamboo house right after.
The two male gods are like water and fire. Whenever one of them has a chance to be alone with Jiang Xue, the other will try every means to destroy it.
But it was obvious that lately Mu Feng had either been going up the mountain to mine for ore or leading a hunting party. Logically, Sang Yang and Jiang Xue should have had more opportunities to be alone than Mu Feng. But Mu Feng was mean-spirited, and at his behest, there was always a third wheel between him and Jiang Xue.
The two of them entered the bamboo house one after the other, and Dashu and the others sighed.
The bamboo house can be said to be Jiang Xue's boudoir. Although Aunt Qingshi sleeps with her in the bamboo house, one of them sleeps in the outer room with Sangcan, and the other sleeps in the inner room.
So when the two male gods entered the bamboo house together, they were helpless.
The bamboo house was surprisingly quiet. After a while, the two male gods accompanied their goddess out of the bamboo house.
"Okay, go cut bamboo as I told you to, the more the better. The weather is getting hotter, and if everyone uses bamboo mats, this dry season won't be so hard to endure."
Mu Feng nodded and pointed to seven or eight people in the tribe: "You go with Chief Sangyang to cut bamboo."
Sang Yang was immediately displeased: "Head of Mufeng, the Snow Witch wanted us to go cut bamboo together. How could you be so sneaky?"
Mu Feng looked at him with his hands behind his back. He put on the airs of a clan leader and said, "I am the clan leader of the Snake Tribe. It would be better for you to do such a small matter as this."
Jiang Xue was naturally aware of the rift between the two of them, and she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed: "Young Chief Sangyang, Mufeng has his own things to do. If he goes to cut bamboo, you won't be able to command the people of the Snake Tribe."
These two people are really interesting. I just entered the house carrying a bamboo mat, and they followed me. One of them picked up the animal skin on her bed and was about to throw it away, and the other picked up her animal skin clothes and said he wanted to throw them away too.
Jiang Xue naturally wouldn't let them succeed. She grabbed her animal skins and laid them out one by one, then put a bamboo mat on top. The two guys then fell directly on her bed.
A really comfortable one.
Another one said that you had also touched Xue Wu's bed. If Jiang Xue had not reacted and stopped them in time, they might have started fighting on the spot.
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