Ji Nuan showed a flattering smile in his heart: "I just want to see if the rain is heavy." ”

Xiu Yan glanced at her and threw the giggle beast he had just grabbed from the backyard to make food into the rain.

I saw that the giggling beast seemed to have encountered unbearable pain from the beast, flapping its wings hard, clucking and screaming, flapping its wings and running down the corridor.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the giggle beast, Ji Nuan's heart tightened, he really lit a lantern in the pit just now.

This cold season, for the small and medium-sized tribes and the Orcs of the Gru tribe who have joined the Watson tribe, it is like going to the territory of the beast god.

Wake up every day on the warm kang, eat hot food, and just go out every few days to make rounds.

There was no cold, no hunger, and no death, which made these new members of the tribe instantly make up their minds to be loyal to the Watson tribe.

Heavy rain fell on the beast continent, waking up sleeping forests, mountains, and rivers.

But no one knew that another very serious disaster awaited them.

After the rainy season, the tribes were busy, and the orcs and females of the Watson tribe began to be busy preparing the fields and planting seedlings.

On the third day after the rainy season, the orcs of the Big Stone Tribe and the Grizzly Bear Tribe came to the Watson Tribe.

Both of these tribes have always been very supportive of the Watson tribe and have helped the Watson tribe.

So Xiu Yan directly led a team of orcs and began to teach them to build houses.

Started a busy life in the hot season.

...

Chun is a small and medium-sized tribesman who joined the Watson tribe last year, and she was making lunch today and was embarrassed to find that her own salt was gone, but the place where the salt was exchanged was a little far away from home, so she could only take the small porcelain jar of her own salt to the neighbor's house next door.

"Flowers, are you there?"

Hana, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the shouts of her neighbor Chun, and wiped her hands with some confusion and walked out.

Seeing Chun standing at the door of her yard, she smiled and waved her hand: "I'm here, what's wrong with Chun?" Didn't you cook food? ”

Chun picked up the small jar in his hand and let the flower see: "The salt at home is gone, the food is in the pot, I will borrow a little from you, and I will give it to you when I come back from the exchange in the afternoon." ”

Hua smiled and waved his hand: "If you don't pay it back, I'll pour you some, I don't have much at home, in the afternoon, let's go to exchange together." ”

Haru smiled and nodded, and after saying goodbye to the porcelain jar and flowers filled with half of the salt, he hurried home to cook food.

At this time, in the forest, a team of the Watson tribe was rushing in the direction of the tribe with a heavy face, and they had very bad news to tell the patriarch and the witch doctor.

Ji Nuan opened up a small medicine field in his yard, in which some very rare herbs were planted.

There's even a few freshly sprouted ginger trees inside.

During the cold season, a few roving young orcs in the tribe were caught in the cold and fever, but they didn't pay much attention to it, and passed it on to the little cubs at home.

How can the cub's resistance be compared to that of the orcs, and he fell ill that night, and Ji Nuan boiled it into bitter water with ginger and several herbs.

After the little cub drank it, the fever subsided that night.

This made the eyes of the people in the tribe look at ginger even hotter, if it wasn't for Ji Nuan to stop them, I am afraid they would have rushed up to gnaw on it.