This time, because of the little wildebeest, they brought back a lot of dry weeds at once. Yanasha couldn't help but look at the dried weeds piled up outside the wild sheep pen and sighed: "Mo Yi'er, you are so smart, you can pick so many dry weeds in one go, which is enough for these wild sheep to eat for a day!" ”

"Hehe, you will take the little Ra and the little wildebeest to pick weeds in the future! You can take it easy, too! ”

"Okay, I will!" Yanasha happily agreed, and went to feed the wild sheep. After that, the clansmen came to see this large herd of wild sheep one after another, and asked Mo Yier why she raised these adult wild sheep?

Wild sheep still grow when they are adults, but they are not as cost-effective as feeding wild sheep cubs, and everyone thinks about this. Mo Yi'er didn't hide it, so she said that she wanted to squeeze out the milk of the wild sheep and cook it for everyone to drink.

When everyone heard this, they all looked incredible. However, this appearance has not been maintained for long, and Mo Yi'er has been with him for a long time, what has not happened? Isn't it just drinking wild goat's milk!

Mo Yi'er saw that they didn't reject the milk of wild sheep, so she said again: "However, I really haven't done this milking thing, which of you will try it." If it succeeds, the milking will be left to you. ”

Before Mo Yi'er's words fell, Zhangji spoke: "I'll try it!" ”

"Good!" Mo Yi'er did not object, Zhangji's age is the oldest woman in the tribe, although after changing her life habits and eating rules, the speed of aging is not so fast, but after all, she is not as good as other women in the tribe, milking should be much easier than going hunting, if she can do it, it will be better to hand over this easy job to her in the future, and it can be regarded as taking care of her. "You try slowly, although the wild sheep are docile, but you should also be careful, do not get hurt, and pull the ewes out alone when milking, so that it can be safer."

"Yes!" Zhangji agreed, but she was not afraid of the gentle wild sheep.

Mo Yi'er told the matter to go down and left, she told the Sù people that she didn't know if it could be done. There are more and more things going on in the tribe, and she will try to let go gradually.

After tossing all day, Mo Yi'er was a little tired, and after taking a nap in the room for a while, the sky darkened, touching her empty stomach, it was time for dinner.

She went to the kitchen, wanting to help. Unexpectedly, in addition to the two women who were cooking tonight in the kitchen, Mango was also here.

Man Ge was busy in front of a clay pot, but when he saw Mo Yi'er come in, his face turned slightly red.

Mo Yi'er was slightly stunned, she didn't expect that she and Mange had been together for so long, and she would blush, what a cute boy. "Why are you here?"

Who knew that when Man Ge heard Mo Yi'er ask him, his face turned even redder: "I, I'll cook the soup." ”

"Oh?" Mo Yi'er raised her eyebrows, although sometimes these men would come to cook, it was when the women were very busy, or when they opened a small stove for her, what was going on with Mange today? And this blush is also a bit abnormal.

"Quick, soon, I'll serve you a drink later!" Mango lowered his head and whispered. The two women who were cooking on the side also smiled lowly, but at the same time, they were both envious of Mo Yi'er's kindness to her.

Although Mo Yi'er was puzzled, she didn't ask too much, and helped the woman start preparing dinner.

Because of the cold weather, everyone ate in their respective rooms, and Mo Yi'er found out this time that the soup cooked by Mange was only cooked for her to drink. He asked, "What kind of soup is this?" Isn't it the same as the soup that everyone else drinks today? ”

Bange's face turned red again: "Yes, this soup is for you to drink alone." ”

Mo Yi'er glanced at a clay pot of soup in front of her, puzzled! "I can't drink so much, let's go together!" As he spoke, he picked up a wooden spoon and served it to a few men.

Several men also felt that Mange was a little weird, but when they heard Mo Yi'er say this, they all handed over their wooden bowls, but unexpectedly, the wooden spoon was snatched away by Mange at once. "Mo Yi'er, this is what I boiled for you to drink."

At this moment, the other men could sense that something was wrong, and the little pom-pom also teased: "Bange, what's the matter with you?" Cook the soup and don't want to give us a few to drink? ”

"yes, tell me, what do you mean?" Simmara laughed and joked, because they knew that Mango wasn't such a stingy person.

"I ...... In short, this is just Mo Yi'er drinking soup alone. Mango's face turned redder, but he didn't say why.

Chu Wei was also curious: "Man Ge, I see that you added the herbs you just stepped on in this soup, what is it?" ”

"Huh? Herbs added? Then I won't drink it! Mo Yi'er pushed the soup far away in disgust, she didn't like to drink herbs the most, and she wasn't sick, why did she drink this unpleasant thing?

Seeing Mo Yi'er like this, Man Ge lowered his head, looking a little injured. This made Simola a little unbearable, although he occasionally likes to be jealous or something, but the angry little daughter-in-law of Man Ge made him unbearable, remembering that he was also angry with Mo Yi'er before. "Mo Yi'er, Mange spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen to make this soup, don't waste his mind."

The other two men didn't speak, but they seemed to mean the same thing. Mo Yi'er couldn't help pursing her small mouth, very reluctantly: "But I don't like to drink herbs!" ”

"I put the meat, and it doesn't taste bad!" Mango said busily.

"But ...... Mo Yi'er still doesn't want to drink." Then you sue me, what are the herbs in here for? I'm not sick, so why do I drink this herb? ”

Asking this, Mange's face that had just faded turned a little redder, which made Mo Yi'er more and more curious, and decided to let Mange tell the purpose of this herb. "If you don't say it, I won't drink it."

"You ......" Mango looked up, lowered his head again, hesitated, and spoke. This, this, I just thought, you always mate with a few of us, I'm afraid you'll get tired! So picking this herb, this, yes, is to make your body stronger, so that you don't feel tired when mating with a few of us......"

"Huh?" Mo Yi'er was slightly stunned, and tried very hard to understand the meaning of Mange, although what he said was not very precise, but Mo Yi'er could understand the language that was not rich in this period. Could it be that he said that this herb is for his own aphrodisiac? Afraid of overindulgence?

Otherwise he blushes all the time for Mao? Look, this blushing can drip blood? Could it be? She felt that she had spoiled him a little less often, and she felt that she couldn't do it?

Some thoughts popped up in Mo Yi'er's mind from time to time......