After making the bamboo cups, there was still a lot of bamboo left, and the snow kite wanted to make some bamboo chopsticks, but she didn't know how to start.

Since she was a child, she was not very good at handicrafts. If things are more detailed, she will have more headaches.

Although there are many things in the Orc Continent now, and there are many ideas of their own, I am afraid that it will not be enough to rely on their own hands.

Mo Yan saw that she was upset, so he sat next to her and touched her head.

"Not happy? You smile a lot, don't frown all the time, it's not good-looking. ”

Looking at the man's serious appearance, Snow Kite was not in such a bad mood, but she couldn't laugh. She doesn't know enough about the people in the tribe, if there are people with great skills, it would be good, and she wouldn't have to worry about bamboo chopsticks.

"I'm just worried about the bamboo chopsticks, I'm always too slow to do it alone, if only there were clever orcs in the tribe, so I can get it faster."

Listening to Snow Kite's words, Mo Yan pondered slightly. The little female just has a lot of ideas, and after only a few days, she wants to make something new.

But he hadn't heard of bamboo chopsticks or something, and he didn't know how to do it, but he knew one of the skillful orcs.

The bamboo cup made by the little female last time, he still uses it now. On that cup, there was also a wolf's head carved by her for herself, which looked very beautiful.

However, he didn't want to tell the little female about the orc directly, he had to ask the little female for something, so he wouldn't lose.

"There is one orc in the tribe who knows how to trade, but he has a bad temper."

As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, Snow Kite frowned. She is not a person who is used to communicating with people, and she is not very good at talking, if so, she is really afraid that she will make others unhappy and will not want to help herself.

Mo Yan only glanced at it, and knew what she was thinking. Although the orc's temper is not very good, but with him, there is still no need to worry too much.

There were other things he didn't tell the little female. That orc is very fond of researching new things, and she has so many ideas that she will definitely not be rejected.

"If you want to go, I'll go with you, I'm here, don't be afraid."

When the snow kite heard his words, her heart was very warm, and she gently leaned into his arms. Mo Yan turned into a beast, her face covered with soft hair, and only her long eyelashes were exposed.

The warm sensation came, and the snow kite felt that her eyelids were heavy, and she quickly fell asleep. Mo Yan gently hugged her, gently closed his eyes, and snuggled up with her in the corner of the stone cave.

When Mo Yun came back, he saw the two people in the corner, his face was red, and he didn't dare to look at it again, so he went to the side to make a fire and make food.

Mo Yan woke up after a while, and a kiss fell on the forehead of the person in his arms, and the snow kite's eyelashes moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Awake? Yun'er made food, you go and rest for a while, and I'll call you when things are good. ”

The snow kite reached out and touched his face, rubbing it slightly against the socket of his neck. The man's face is still as good-looking as before. It's been five years since she's been here, and the people who have been with her have become more and more mature orcs.

Mo Yan poured a little bit of the soup from the clay pot into the bowl, tasted it slightly, and felt that the taste was just right, but it was not so hot, so he put out the fire and brought the things to the stone.

"Father, mother, come over for dinner."

Hearing the little guy's clear voice, Snow Kite and Mo Yan got up and came over. Seeing some beads of sweat on his face, Snow Kite took out a rabbit skin and wiped it for him.

Thinking that it was almost over, Snow Kite withdrew her hand, and the little guy smiled at her with satisfaction, and Snow Kite looked at it, and her face became softer and softer.

Mo Yan and Mo Yun took good care of her very much, and kept putting vegetables into her bowl, and the dishes in front of them were almost piled into a small mountain. Later, seeing that she couldn't eat, the two stopped.

She ate a little and couldn't hold back her burp. Mo Yun on the side turned his head, held his mouth and laughed quietly, Mo Yan's face did not change, and in the end, he couldn't help it, and the corners of his mouth pursed a beautiful arc.

Seeing that the father and son laughed at herself, Xue Kite snorted coldly with her little face, and it didn't take long for her to start hiccups again, Mo Yan saw that she couldn't stop playing, and directly carried her out of the stone cave.

After the two went out, Mo Yun lay alone on the straw mat, rolling back and forth, laughing non-stop. He didn't want to laugh at his mother, but it was so funny that he really couldn't help it.

Mo Yan held her and flew out, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth never subsided. Why didn't he find out before that the little female still has such a cute side.

Mo Yan was distracted, the arm holding the snow kite loosened slightly, the snow kite slid down, did not catch his hand, ah a loud scream, Mo Yan woke up and quickly flew over to catch her.

Frightened by this, the snow kite didn't burp anymore. Although she was a little mindful of the fact that the man had just been distracted and caused her to fall, she no longer made a sound in her mouth, at least she wouldn't feel so ashamed.

Snow Kite glanced at him and smiled secretly. I didn't expect this man to know a lot, and he even knew how to treat hiccups.

Mo Yan was very scared in his heart, why was he so careless just now. If this hurts or breaks the little female, he will not be able to do it.

Thinking of making her feel better, Mo Yan took her to meet the orcs who knew how to trade. When you enter the cave, you can still hear the sound of banging inside.

This orc is a pottery made by the snow wolf tribe, and most of the pottery used by the orcs in the village is taken here.

This orc has been making pottery in the tribe for more than 20 years, and his skills are getting better and better, and he is making more and more pottery patterns.

However, this orc has a strange temper, and if he encounters something or someone he doesn't like, he will not help others to do it, no matter how good it is.

Before the snow kite came, he had heard Mo Yan say a lot about the old orc, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart. If he can't get something good and he doesn't want to help him, then his plan will be in vain.

With apprehension, Snow Kite followed Mo Yan into the stone cave. Mo Yan saw her uneasiness and gently held her hand.

When the two of them entered, the old orc was still making clay pots, and fine beads of sweat were running down his face.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old orc turned his head, and when he saw that the person who came was Mo Yan, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put down the things in his hand and walked over.

Snow Kite took a closer look, although the orcs who did the craft looked a little old, but the sharpness in the eyes couldn't be hidden, and the whole person gave people a relatively cold feeling.

"I said Xiaomo, what good things did you bring to your uncle again?"

The old orc walked over with a smile, and when he saw the snow kite, he glanced at it, showing a strange look, and then looked at Mo Yan, and the expression on his face unconsciously softened a little.

"Uncle Heng, it's not me, it's my partner who has something to show you."

Mo Yan pointed to the snow kite beside him, and the old orc turned to look at her, looked at her a few times, his eyes were very disdainful, and he snorted lightly.

A little female, what other good things can he bring him, but for Mo Yan's sake, he asked her to talk about it.

The snow kite was a little nervous, didn't know how to speak, and didn't say anything for a long time. Mo Yan patted her on the back lightly from behind, and she didn't speak until she eased up a bit.

"Hello, I'm here to bother you this time, I want you to help me make something, if you don't like it, I won't force it."

Heng stepped aside, took a parchment roll and a carving knife from the stone and handed it to her. The snow kite took it and carved the shape of bamboo chopsticks on it.

Heng took the parchment roll, his eyes narrowed into a slit. After listening to the snow kite's words, he nodded slightly.

He had never tried to make such a thing out of knots, it was something carved on a parchment roll, which he had never seen before. Xiaomo's partner is still like that.

Seeing that he was interested, the snow kite explained the method of making it again. The two of them discussed very much, until Heng felt that it was about the same, so he let the person leave, and asked her to come over the day after tomorrow to see the finished product, and by the way, send some Jiejie over.

When he returned to the cave, the snow kite was very happy, and he borrowed a carving knife from Mo Yun, cut a few sections of bamboo, rubbed it with salt, used it to make a hole in it, threw the meat in, covered it, and roasted it on the fire.

When the meat was roasted, the fragrance of bamboo also wafted out, and she took the past two bamboo steamed pork for the father and son to eat, after tasting it, the father and son salivated non-stop, and ate a lot of steamed meat.

Looking at the bamboo tube she used to steam meat, Mo Yun fell into deep thought, in her mother's mind, there are always so many ways to make things delicious, when will he become like this.