The smelly animal skin that Daqing had worn had been replaced with a clean brown deer skin. From head to toe, it was as if he had changed his skin color, from pitch black to a healthy wheat color.
The deerskin vest and short skirt accentuated his muscles, making him look neither too muscular nor too frail.
His messy, bird's-nest-like hair was washed clean, hanging wetly on his forehead, and his handsome face was slightly flushed.
The disheveled orc, covered in dust and dirt, suddenly transformed into a handsome young man.
Seeing this, Lin Xia was too embarrassed to say anything negative about him anymore.
"I asked you to take him to take a bath, why did it take so long?" Lin Xia turned to ask Su Shiwei, trying to shift the awkwardness of not recognizing Da Qing.
Su Shiwei's usually composed expression faltered slightly, and he said expressionlessly:
"If you rub off a layer of skin, how long can it last?"
This guy just jumps into the river and rolls around in it to take a bath; no wonder he can't get clean.
To complete the task assigned by his mother, he had no choice but to personally go into the water and scrub Daqing's back.
Seeing that this grown-up was actually less sensible than a child, Su Shiwei was exhausted, both physically and mentally.
Lin Xia then noticed that her eldest son's animal hide was soaked, his palms were red, and his forehead was covered in fine sweat. She had never seen him so tired when he worked.
Su Tang initially thought Da Qing was just embarrassed after washing himself, but after hearing her older brother's words, she realized what was going on.
It turns out that Daqing's face wasn't red; it was just that a layer of skin had been rubbed off, causing it to turn red.
I must say, a clean-up Da Qing is quite handsome; in modern times, he'd easily beat those effeminate young heartthrobs.
Just then, Daqing ran up to her.
"A-Tang, I've washed up. Can I move in now?"
Daqing looked at the two thatched huts with anticipation; he had never lived in such a place before.
Su Tang knew that if Da Qing slept in there, her mother would definitely fly into a rage, so she quickly said:
“You can’t sleep here, there’s no room left. You need to build a separate thatched hut to sleep in.”
"A thatched hut? This is a thatched hut?"
Daqing opened his eyes wide, not angry at all, and looked at the thatched hut with a curious expression.
After watching for a while, he ran off excitedly again.
"Then I'll build a thatched hut!" He wanted to live in the same kind of place as them!
Before Su Tang could call out to him, he ran into the grove of trees.
Not long after, Daqing returned carrying a bundle of weeds that were half a person tall. He threw it down next to Sutang's thatched hut with a clatter and began to "build" the hut.
Watching Daqing haphazardly pile up the weeds, sometimes stacking them up, sometimes knocking them down, and sometimes sitting on them, there was no sign of a thatched hut, but instead a chicken coop appeared.
Su Tang rubbed her forehead.
This guy doesn't even know what a thatched hut is; he's even more primitive than the primitive orcs.
"Daqing, where did you live before?"
Su Tang asked curiously.
“Living in a tree,” Daqing stopped what he was doing and answered seriously. “Or stealing wild animals’ dens to sleep in. Anyway, I won’t sleep on the ground outside.”
"Why?" Su Tang asked instinctively.
Without hesitation, Daqing said, "It's safe in the trees, and the beasts' dens are safe too. When it's hot, I can sleep in the trees, and when it's cold, I can chase the beasts away and sleep in their dens."
Of course, most of the time the wild animals ended up in his stomach.
Su Tang thought to herself, "Isn't this just a savage?"
"What about your father and mother? Were they like that too?"
"I don't know, I've never seen them." Daqing shook his head blankly. "I've always been a beast all by myself, without a father or mother."
Still an orphan, Su Tang has added another label to her perception of Da Qing.
Her gaze fell on the blue mark in the middle of Da Qing's forehead.
What's that on your forehead?
It looks like a tattoo, but the color is a bit light. Orcs probably wouldn't be so trendy as to get tattoos, right?
Could it be a birthmark?
Upon hearing this, Daqing raised his hand to touch the middle of his forehead and shook his head again.
"I don't know either, I've had this mark since birth."
He had met other orcs when he was a child. As soon as they saw the mark on his head, they avoided him like the plague, driving him away menacingly and forbidding him from getting close.
The orcs called him "the wandering orc," but he didn't know what that meant; he only knew that all orcs hated the mark.
Later, he covered his face with mud and hid it with his long hair, and never had any contact with other orcs again.
However, he would still secretly go to the vicinity of other tribes and watch from a distance, but he would no longer get close.
After hearing Daqing's words, a tragic story of an orphaned beastman immediately came to Sutang's mind.
After Daqing finished speaking, he didn't seem to care much and continued tinkering with his thatched hut.
Su Tang couldn't bear to see him so pitiful, so she helped him build a simple shed. She covered it with weeds, and apart from being a little smaller and not very sturdy, it wasn't much different from their thatched shed.
Of course, this is just Su Tang's opinion.
"Alright, Daqing, you can stay here for now."
Su Tang straightened up, clapped her hands, and was very satisfied with her work.
Da Qing's eyebrows furrowed like caterpillars as he looked at the thatched hut Su Tang had built, then at the two thatched huts Su Shiwei had built, his eyes filled with suspicion.
“This is different from where you live. I want to live like you.”
As he spoke, he even took a step back in disdain.
Su Tang carefully compared them and said, "What's the difference? They're practically the same. Just make do with this place for now. We'll save you a room once the cabin is finished."
She didn't feel any difference!
Daqing stubbornly shook his head, "No! This is too ugly. I want one like yours. I won't live here."
Why does this female always try to deceive him?
They're clearly different.
Su Tang: "..." What should I do if I suddenly regret bringing him back?
"What's ugly about it? It's called individuality and uniqueness. Where we're from, everyone likes things that are different. Things that are the same are considered bad."
Su Tang coaxed him in a serious tone.
“I specially made this unique thatched hut for you. If you don’t want it, fine, I’ll just tear it down and make your own.”
After saying that, she stepped forward and pretended to push the thatched shed down.
Daqing suddenly became anxious.
"No! Don't tear it down!"
He stood in front of the thatched shed, his tense face still showing some uncertainty.
"Are you telling the truth? Are all the orcs in your tribe like this?"
Su Tang raised an eyebrow and nodded, "Yes, that's how it is among the orcs in our tribe. If they use the same things, they'll be looked down upon."
She seems to have figured out Daqing a bit; this guy just loves to follow trends.
The naive Daqing was quickly intimidated.
"Then I want this thatched hut, and you're not allowed to tear it down!"
Su Tang smiled with satisfaction.
"Alright, then you can have this unique thatched hut. Take a rest."
I've had a good rest; I'll start working tomorrow.
Su Tang raised her hand, wanting to pat his shoulder, but when she reached out, she realized she was too short to reach him, so she turned around and patted his arm instead.
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