My injuries haven't fully healed yet, so the task of building the house has to be handled by Wang Ping and Chen Jian.
Fortunately, Yang Rui is considered to be able to play a leading role in our team, so I don't have to worry about these things.
I focused on recovering from my injuries, while Wang Ping and the others started logging and expanding their territory.
In less than half a month, all the houses we needed to build at the foot of the mountain were completed.
These foreigners finally felt relieved.
After all, the house was built, so they were considered to have been taken in completely.
These foreign women have been very withdrawn since they were rescued, and their bodies are covered in bruises; it's obvious what happened without even asking.
Every day, the three of them would sit blankly at the foot of the mountain without saying a word, looking as if they had no will to live.
What happened there must have been unbearable, and it must have been a terrible ordeal for those women.
Xiao Qiang and the others were, after all, women, and they felt genuine sympathy for these foreign women. So, occasionally, when they had nothing to do, they would call those foreign women up to the mountaintop to cook together and prepare dried meat.
During this time, the indigenous people did not attack again.
Chen Jian said smugly that it was probably because these indigenous people knew that they were not to be trifled with, so they dared not come over and cause trouble again.
But I don't think so. The fact that these indigenous people have attacked us time and time again shows that they don't take us seriously at all.
They weren't afraid when we had guns and bullets. Now that we're short on bullets, how could they possibly have any concerns?
However, there's no time to deal with their affairs right now, because the weather is getting colder and colder. Even when we sleep in the wooden house at night, we feel shivering when the occasional breeze blows in.
Liu Jiaojiao has finished her postpartum confinement period. Her little daughter is chubby and fair-skinned, and they eventually named her Miracle.
Little Miracle is now starting to recognize people.
It squeaks and babbles at everyone it sees, its tiny white hands, like broken lotus roots, begging to be held—it's incredibly cute.
Since having his daughter, Chen Jian has become a doting father. Whenever his daughter cries or makes a fuss, Chen Jian feels extremely distressed.
Even Liu Jiaojiao said that when she was with Chen Jian, he always treated her like a treasure, but after she gave birth to his daughter, she realized that her position in Chen Jian's heart was just so-so, which made everyone laugh.
Wang Xiaoxiao's belly is already showing. Seeing Qiji's cheerful laughter, to be honest, I'm also really looking forward to Wang Xiaoxiao giving me a son or a daughter.
Moreover, having learned from Liu Jiaojiao's experience with childbirth, Wang Xiaoxiao's baby was clearly not as worrisome as before.
The weather is getting colder and colder, which is really a headache.
After these foreigners settled down at the foot of the mountain, our next task was to collect firewood and then search for more food.
After all, with the increase in population, the food we had previously stored was clearly not enough, so we could only have as much as possible.
Fortunately, these foreigners weren't pushovers. Although they weren't as good at surviving as we were, they were quite obedient. Whatever we asked them to do, they would do it according to our requirements.
That afternoon, Wang Ping and Chen Jian said they were going to the beach to get some more dried fish.
Although sea fish has a fishy smell and doesn't smell very pleasant, in this situation, there's no time to be picky about food.
So even if these sea fish don't taste good, the more the merrier.
We made a lot of fish traps and large vine nets, and pushed a cart all night to get to the seaside.
My injuries had healed considerably, so I left Chen Jian at the camp to keep watch, while I led the other foreigners to the beach.
This time, the goal wasn't just to get more of these dried fish, but also to collect the foreigners' ship planks.
Although it was burned to a crisp, there were still a few usable pieces.
Also, the supplies that these foreigners left in the cave need to be taken back, because they can no longer live by the sea.
We were busy all afternoon, but luckily there's strength in numbers, and this time we managed to fill all the dozen or so carts to the brim.
We caught some more short-legged birds, and before the weather got cold, we dug up some jicama. We plan to spend the next few days going back and forth to the beach to collect food.
When we got back that night, a strong wind was blowing outside, and even the lynx jerky we had hung outside to dry was blown all over the place by the wind.
Wang Ping's little house was still a bit flimsy. Although we reinforced it later, this strong wind actually blew the door off Wang Ping's house.
The loud noise startled us. It was windy outside, and I couldn't sleep, so I quickly went outside and found Wang Ping desperately trying to fix the door. When he saw me, his face turned a little embarrassed.
"The door is broken, but I can fix it myself. You can go back now."
I saw Wang Ping frown and rush over to help: "We're all brothers. Your door has fallen, how can I just stand by and do nothing? Don't worry, I'll go see if there are any wooden wedges."
After Wang Pingjiang and I re-secured the door, the wind outside had become even stronger.
I looked at Wang Ping's simple little wooden house and sighed, "You should stay in our wooden house for the night. When the wind stops tomorrow, I'll fix up this wooden house properly for you so you won't be scared sleeping here."
At first, Wang Ping refused to go, but after much persuasion, he finally took his wolf pelt and came with me to my cabin. We laid a plank under the shed and slept there for the night.
The wind died down a bit in the latter half of the night, and the room wasn't so drafty anymore, so I leaned against the wooden bed and closed my eyes to rest for a while.
But when I woke up the next morning, I heard sighing and groaning coming from under the wooden house.
I thought it was another problem with someone's wooden house, and I couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards myself.
We were in a rush when we built these houses. They had already had problems during the last tsunami and earthquake. If they had problems again, repairing them would be a huge hassle.
I quickly put on my shoes and went outside, only to find that the outside had turned into a white expanse at some point.
Chen Jian and his group were standing on the mountaintop, their black footprints visible everywhere.
When Chen Jian saw me come out, his face immediately fell, and he looked completely listless: "Brother Sihai, it's actually snowing in this godforsaken place!"
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