The young women of the tribe were all dressed in colorful dresses, and most of them wore veils like An Yi, so that they could not see their true faces at all. Of course, familiar people only need to know who is who by their voice and body shape, just like we can recognize our old friends just by looking at their backs or side faces.

Most of the men of the tribe wore clothes and trousers with coarse cloth and lace, and their hair was also wrapped around their heads with hats made of coarse cloth embroidered with lace, which was supposed to be the uniform dress of their tribe.

Everyone who saw An Yi respected her very much, and they would call her "Young Patriarch". But when he saw Zhong Lin, he only had one expression, that is, as if he had seen a monster.

"An Yi, look, should I change my clothes?"

When Zhong Lin saw those strange eyes, he only felt uncomfortable, so he said.

"There is no need to change it, our clan is so big, one to ten, ten to hundred, and now it is estimated that all the people in the entire clan already know that you exist, so there is no need to change it. An Yi said disappreciatively.

"How many people are there in your clan?" Zhong Lin asked with some curiosity.

"There are seven hundred and eighty-five adults over the age of eighteen, and three hundred and seventy-six children and children under the age of eighteen, of whom two hundred and five are children under the age of eight. An Yi did not hesitate to say the detailed population figures, and even adults and children remember it very clearly.

"You remember it very well!" Zhong Lin gave a thumbs up and praised.

"That's right, otherwise how else would I be worthy of being their young patriarch?! Not only that, but I also know exactly how many chickens, ducks, and dogs there are in our tribe......

"Awesome, dear!" Zhong Lin blurted out.

"Dear?!"

"Oh, 'pro' is an honorific title in the outside world, an honorific title!" Zhong Lin scratched his head and continued: "By the way, the people of your clan call you the young patriarch, so does it mean that you will be the patriarch in the future?"

"Yes, every patriarch of our clan is a woman, and the current patriarch is a mother-in-law. When her mother-in-law becomes the patriarch, she will choose the heir of the next patriarch, but ......"

An Yi suddenly paused when she said this, her brows tightened, although her face was veiled, and there was no way to see all the expressions on her face, but it could be seen from her eyebrows and eyes that she had a faint sadness at the moment.

Zhong Lin didn't ask, because he knew that An Yi might have thought of some sad past when she stopped, if she wanted to continue, she would definitely continue, and if she didn't want to say it, there was no need to force it.

Sure enough, after a while, An Yi continued: "Originally, when my mother-in-law succeeded her as the patriarch, the young patriarch she chose was my mother, but just ten years ago, when I was only eight years old, my father and mother both disappeared, and later I heard that they were looking for an exit to the outside world...... I didn't make ......it back."

An Yi calmed down and continued: "After my parents disappeared, a few years later, my mother-in-law's health problems, so under the strong request of everyone, she appointed me as the young patriarch. At first, I was very resistant to being the young patriarch because I always thought that the young patriarch should be my mother, and I still dream that one day my parents will be able to return to me again......"

"So, at least when you were younger, you met your parents and spent a wonderful childhood with them......" Zhong Lin said and sighed.

"Hmm?!you, what do you mean by that?"

An Yi frowned and said, from the tone of her voice, after listening to Zhong Lin's words, she seemed to be a little unhappy......

It was only at this time that Zhong Lin reacted, because An Yi's words just now reminded him of himself, and he was already completely immersed in his own thoughts......

Zhong Lin realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "No, I'm sorry, An Yi." I don't mean anything else, I just remembered my own parents after listening to your words, your parents left when you were young, but at least you have seen them, know what they look like, and lived with them for a while. My parents left me when I was still a baby, and I had no idea what they looked like. Although I know that they are still alive now, I don't know if I will be able to see them again in this life and this life......"

Speaking of this, Zhong Lin was obviously a little sad and lowered his head silently. Parents are always the insurmountable stalk in Zhong Lin's heart.

"I'm sorry, Zhong Lin, I misunderstood you, I didn't expect you and me to have such a similar experience......" An Yi looked up at the sky and closed his eyes gently, as if he didn't want his tears to fall.

After a long while, An Yi slowly opened his eyes, exhaled deeply, and then said with a "giggle" smile: "I didn't expect the two of us to really be connected to the 'disease'!"

Zhong Lin also laughed, perhaps it was precisely because of this connection to the 'disease' that the distance between the two people was shortened all of a sudden.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that, let's talk about something happy. An Yi said with a smile, obviously thinking about changing the topic.

"Hmm?!Are you weaving silk brocade over there?" asked Zhong Lin when he saw several women in colorful dresses weaving colorful silk threads under a large willow tree.

"Yes, those are silk, and the multicolored silk threads on our tribal clothes are spun like this. ”

"Strange, do you still have a dyeing factory here? Don't you see a factory here?"

Along the way, Zhong Lin did not find any traces of industrialization in An Yi's clan, and even the most primitive working habits were still maintained in the fields. So he wondered where those brilliant colors came from......

"Dyeing factory, what is a dyeing factory?!" An Yi didn't know what Zhong Lin was referring to, and asked with some confusion.

"A dyehouse is a factory that produces dyes, and the dyes produced in the dyehouse can be used to dye items. I see that the silk threads are colorful and very bright, aren't they dyed with dye?"

"Do you mean the color of those silks? That's their original color! The silkworms we raise can spit out colorful silk threads themselves, and they don't need to be dyed at all!" An Yi said, walking towards a simple house next to the big willow tree.

"This house is used to raise silkworms, you can come and take a look. Saying that, An Yi had already walked into the room.

Zhong Lin was very curious to see what this silkworm that could spit out colorful silk looked like, in his impression, the silkworm seemed to only spit out white silk, and maybe a small part would spit out yellow silk threads, like such colorful and very colorful silk, Zhong Lin didn't say that he had seen it, and he had never heard of it.

"Zhong Lin, come and see, the silk threads spit out by the silkworms raised in the bamboo sieve on this shelf are white, do you see if they are the same as the silkworms in the outside world. ”

An Yi pointed to a bamboo sieve with more than a dozen layers of one and a half meters in diameter.

"In addition to being larger, this silkworm seems to be no different from the mulberry silkworm in the outside world. ”

"Then look at this one again, these dozen or so sieves of mulberry silkworms will spit out red silk threads in the future. An Yi pointed to another shelf and said.

"Oh?! Zhong Lin walked over curiously.

"Like...... I looked at them and there was no difference between them and the silkworms just now!" Zhong Lin observed carefully, but still couldn't see any difference.

"Then look at this one, the silkworms on this one will spit out golden silk threads, and the mulberry silkworms on that one will spit out orange silk threads, and the mulberry silkworms on that side will spit out purple silk threads......

Zhong Lin looked at them one by one, but as before, in his eyes, these silkworms seemed to have no difference except for the difference in size. However, the size of the silkworms is obviously not directly related to the color of the silk thread they spit out. It can only be said that there are fast and slow growths.

Zhong Lin really couldn't tell the difference, so he scratched his head and asked embarrassedly: "An Yi, I really can't tell where these silkworms are different, why do they spit out different colors of silk threads, can you tell me where to distinguish them?"

An Yi first giggled for a while, and then said: "Stupid, don't you see that there are words written on these shelves? This one with the word 'white' is raised by the silkworm that spits white silk threads, and the one with the word 'gold' is raised by the silkworm that spits golden silk threads......

"You...... , are you coaxing me?!" Zhong Lin also laughed, and it wasn't until this time that Zhong Lin knew that An Yi didn't know how to distinguish which kind of silkworm spit out what color of silk thread, or that he couldn't distinguish it from the appearance at all. She also just looked at the "text" written on the shelf. The laughter of the two made them forget for a moment about the unpleasant experiences they had just recalled......

"These symbols are the words of your Phoenix Clan?" Zhong Lin noticed that there was indeed a strange symbol engraved on each shelf.

"Yes, this one is 'white', that one is 'purple', and that one is 'gold'......"

An Yi pointed to the symbols engraved on the shelves and explained them to Zhong Lin one by one.

"By the way, by the way, if you look closely, there are also a lot of ancient characters belonging to our Phoenix clan on my clothes. An Yi pointed to the cuffs, collar, and skirt patterns and continued: "This symbol represents 'clouds', this symbol represents 'fields', this represents 'men', and this represents 'women'......"

Zhong Lin frowned, to be honest, some symbols do have a little pictogram or meaning, but some symbols don't know how to associate with the meaning they represent! Zhong Lin didn't deliberately memorize these symbols, but for some reason, those symbols flew into his mind one by one as if they had wings......