When Song Sanniang went out, she had a straw basket in her hand, and when she came back, her hands were not empty either.
Not long ago, Serwin tried to build a kiln in the yard using the stones and clay used to build the house. In recent days, she has been trying to mold the clay and put it into the kiln for firing.
With the assistance and guidance of the infrastructure system, although she had no hands-on experience in this area before, she can now smoothly build the mud strips and the blanks she makes are also well-made.
Song Sanniang arrived at the right time. Serwin gave her all the decent finished pottery bottles he had made for practice, which was about three or four in total.
Fortunately, they were not big, so Song Sanniang had no difficulty carrying them.
Later, the leader of the fox tribe heard the news from somewhere and appeared outside Sewen's yard. He obviously had something to say. Song Sanniang didn't want to stay, so she said a few words to Sewen and left.
Song Sanniang looked at the pottery jar in her hand. Although it was a bit rough, its shape was not as rigid as the products produced on modern assembly lines. It was quite interesting to look at.
Various thoughts flashed through her mind as she hurried back to her and Canitus's home with the pile of fragile items without stopping.
When passing by the yard, the place where the prey was previously placed was now empty. Song Sanniang just took a look and went into the house. Canitus was not in the house, so she didn't think much about it and put the jar in the kitchen.
Only when she had her hands free did she begin to look for Canitus, but she had looked everywhere in the house and couldn't find any trace of him.
Song Sanniang sniffed the remaining smell in the air and looked around. The smell was strongest behind the door where the straw bags were placed. Song Sanniang looked at the straw bags that were still there, and seemed to be thinking about something.
After going around like this, Song Sanniang roughly guessed where Canitus was going.
It seems that Luo Er's words still stimulated him.
Since no one was at home and there was nothing else to do at home, Song Sanniang looked at the sun outside, grabbed some food to fill her stomach, and then went out again with her straw basket hanging on her head.
All the tribesmen in sight, both male and female, were busy making preparations. Even some of the little cubs had their hands full, either helping their family pick up dry branches or helping their mothers who were packing food.
When Song Sanniang saw this, she took bigger steps. There was nothing she could do because she and Canitus were both gluttons at home, and the food was far from enough.
Also, the rabbits we found in the forest before are very fat now. We can find some time to kill them. Their fur is comfortable to look at, and their snow-white fur is just right for the snowy season.
The time soon came to the end of the harvest season. Every family of the orcs, whether from the tiger tribe or the friendly fox tribe, prepared food for the snow season.
After a season of hard work, it is customary for each tribe to hold a harvest festival.
Unlike the slightly ordinary attire of the last covenant ceremony, this time the priest wore colorful animal skins and had colorful and mysterious patterns on his face.
Song Sanniang looked at it from a distance for a long time and compared it with the wild beasts in her memory, but she did not find any patterns similar to the animal skin. Song Sanniang looked carefully at the patterns on the priest's face, and then quickly looked away.
The priests on this continent are quite something, so she'd better keep a low profile today.
The priest was in the lead, and two disciples were dancing behind her, opening and closing their mouths and chanting sacrificial words. Offerings were placed under the altar. The beast meat was freshly hunted today, and the best parts were specially selected, as well as bright red pregnant mother fruits... They were offered to the beast god to pray for the tribe to have a prosperous population and sufficient food in the coming year.
After the priest on the altar finished dancing, the following process was the same as the previous covenant ceremony between Song Sanniang and Canitus. In the presence of all the tribesmen, countless couples stood on the altar to receive the blessing of the priest and the blessing of the beast god.
Then they drank the water of unity mixed with the blood of both parties. However, the orcs who made a pact on the Harvest Festival did not need to prepare food specially. The food was provided by the hunting team, and they only needed to pay a little skill.
Some orcs whose families are not in a good situation can also eat as much meat as they want on this day.
Under the light of the fire, everyone was enjoying this carnival feast. When the atmosphere was at its most lively, Song Sanniang could only sigh that her eyesight was too good and she saw a lot of things she shouldn't have seen.
After the Harvest Festival carnival, the tribe was bustling for only a few days before the snow season arrived as scheduled.
Before I went to bed the day before, the outside of the house was full of golden color, but when I woke up the next day, it was already a silver world outside.
However, when the temperature started to drop in the middle of the night, Canitus woke up immediately. Seeing that Song Sanniang was still in a daze, he comforted his partner, got out of bed, found animal skins and made the bed.
Song Sanniang was in a daze the whole time and couldn't open her eyes. After Canitus spread the animal skins, she immediately pulled Canitus out and onto the kang without him saying anything.
Canitus coaxed her softly, "It's too cold now. I'll go to the kitchen to light a fire and warm up the kang. I'll be back soon. You go to sleep first, ah."
Song Sanniang didn't say anything, but put her arms around his waist and said, "No, it's too cold outside, and it's not convenient for you now."
After a pause, she proposed an effective solution to the problem. "Why don't we just turn it into a prototype? This kang is wide anyway, and if we lean against each other, we won't feel cold thanks to the fur on our bodies."
Canitus looked helplessly at the hand on his waist that had not loosened at all, and said in a doting voice, "Okay."
Soon, a golden tiger and a black wolf appeared in the same place, snuggled together, and soon fell asleep, and the house returned to peace.
At noon the next day, Song Sanniang woke up to a damp feeling. Before she woke up, she thought that the newly built house had leaked on the first day of the snow season, but it turned out not to be the case.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Canitus licking her fur. Her face was wet. It seemed that she didn't need to wash her face today.
Song Sanniang could feel a sense of satisfaction gradually emanating from Canitus. She lay still and accepted her partner's licking ritual. At some angles that were inconvenient for Canitus, she would deliberately move her body to facilitate his movements.
Soon, Canitus finished licking the fur with her cooperation, and he rubbed his nose against Song Sanniang's nose...
After the intimacy, Song Sanniang got off the kang and put on the animal skin prepared nearby.
Compared with the thin fur coats worn by orcs in the snow season, the fur used is all from wild beasts with thick fur that does not prick the flesh, and is very warm.
However, due to the material problem, it is not close-fitting.
Song Sanniang held down Canitus who was about to get up and said, "You just stay in the house. It's snowing outside. What if you get frozen? I'll be fine in a while." After that, she walked out of the house.
As soon as I went out, the disadvantages of the animal coat became apparent. The cold wind blew in through the seams, and no matter how much heat I had on my body, it couldn't withstand it.
Song Sanniang went into the kitchen, took out the fire, lit it, and then put it back carefully.
There was some uneaten meat in the kitchen, saving her the trouble of going out to get it.
Song Sanniang was now experienced in cooking, and she quickly prepared the broth without roasting the meat. The weather was just right for drinking the soup.
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