Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

The expression on Lu Er's face suddenly softened, and the corners of his lips curled in a gentle arc. He walked over to pick up a lamb and touched the soft wool. His heart was softer than wool, and he laughed in a low voice, "Where Coming?"

Seeing Lu Er's smile, Jiao was instantly more satisfied than having eaten two bowls of rice, and said somewhat proudly: "I spent a long time outside before catching it."

"Only caught two lambs?"

"The big sheep was thrown to the war." The horns shook the lamb in his hand, and his expression suddenly became a little distressed. "How to raise this thing? Do you want to make a fence for it?"

Lu Er couldn't help laughing: "No, just tie it up. If it's cold, put it in the pigpen first."

Last time Lu Er also asked that this kind of sheep is relatively timid, and is known for its agility and speed of escape. This kind of sheep has not been qualitative yet, so just keep it on the leash and don't let it run away.

There are still a lot of straw ropes that have been twisted at home. Two straw ropes were pulled at the corners. After thinking about it, they twisted the two together into one, and tied the two lambs to the door.

Lu Ren took some hay prepared for Xiaolu and sent it to the lamb's mouth.

The two lambs were obviously not as self-cooked as the original Xiaolu. They were very cautious about the unfamiliar environment and unfamiliar food. Seeing Lu Wei came over and shrank back, he didn't dare to eat.

Lu Er was not in a hurry, just put down the hay, and went back to the house with Jiao.

Now the two sheep are still very timid, and they will definitely eat later when they are too hungry.

This is the third time Lu Er has raised small animals since Xiao Mi and Xiao Lu. After returning to the room, he began to plan how to raise sheep.

He probably recalled some knowledge about modern cattle and sheep husbandry, and asked in his heart: "How do you think of naming them ‘Da Ba’ and ‘Little Ba’?”

The expression on the horn's face was blank for a moment, thinking that he might need another "brother" and a "sister", and he quickly dissuaded him: "Don't name them anymore."

"Huh? Why?"

"I just named it... I'm not willing." Jiao hesitated, taking the stupid fat pig as an example, "Are you willing to kill Xiaolu to eat meat now?"

Lu Ling thought for a while, remembering that he had been holding it to feed water since he was a little kid, spent so long together, and even fought side by side to search for the missing horn...

It seems really reluctant to treat Xiaolu purely as a writer.

Looking at it this way, Lu Yan no longer insisted: "Then we won't give them names."

He tilted his head and saw the caring smile on the handsome orc beside him, and the unabashed gentleness in his turquoise eyes, and his heart suddenly moved.

Since yesterday when he knew that Jiao was leaving the Redwood Tribe and heading to the Altar Tribe, Lu Yan felt empty in his heart.

This feeling is similar to the mentality when the corner went out to find a new home before migrating, but it was a little different.

After getting drunk, Lu Er did find that he had a good opinion of the horns, and he didn't resist the horns' closeness; but he thought more about the orcs who were straightforward and passionate like flames.

——Is his favorability of the corners friendship or love?

——Is he willing to get close to the horns because of goodwill or because of the nature of the Asian beast?

——Can his relationship with Kok support him to spend his life with Kok?

——Is Kokaku’s feelings for him pure love again?

——The horns from other tribes have been away from the Hongmu tribe for a long time, and there are more sub-beasts sought after, do you still remember him?

These hesitations, struggles and confusion entangled in his heart, making him suffer from gains and losses, making it difficult for him to choose, and making him subconsciously want to escape.

So he is a little alienated from time to time these days, and occasionally can't help being close.

But just now, looking at the smile on Horn's face, the layers of haze in Lu Lin's heart were suddenly pushed away, and a beam of moonlight fell down, making his heart lake clear and tranquil.

Maybe there is no need to think about that much.

His mood now tells him very clearly that he does not want to leave this powerful and gentle orc.

He wants to be with his orcs.

Although in modern society he has always considered himself a straight man, but now he has come to this world with only orcs and sub-beasts. The world is primitive and wild. "Sexual orientation" is simply a non-existent word. The entanglement of straight or curved is just the shackles of one's heart.

He once decided in his heart to ignite the fire of human civilization in this primitive world, but this does not mean that all the rules and regulations of mankind must be moved.

Although his life and habits have been integrated with the restraint rules, the last time he took the initiative to look for horns, Lu Wei found that he still had a heart of adventure that could not be completely obliterated.

The feeling that everything was expected made him feel at ease, but the adventure with this big lion made him feel excited.

That feeling... also good.

Lu Yan raised his head and met Horn's sight without a trace of dodge. He clearly saw his shadow in the eyes of the deep blue pool.

Then he suddenly laughed, took the initiative to move closer to the corner, and put his hand on the corner of the cheek.

Horn didn't expect that his Ya Beast suddenly showed his favor, feeling the sensation of Ya Beast's soft fingers sliding slightly on his face, his whole body froze.

Lu Wei felt the stiffness of Jiao, and his heart suddenly became a lot more happy. He looked up at Jiao's handsome face and decided to verify his inner feelings again.

He stood on tiptoe, leaned forward and kissed the lips of the horns lightly.

The silver-haired lion orc's pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person was completely stupid.

Lu Wei only touched it and then withdrew, after a little aftertaste, he found that he didn't feel awkward, resisted, or disgusted at all in his heart. On the contrary, there was a kind of satisfaction and shyness, which made him laugh.

——Perhaps it was originally such a simple thing.

Jiao was stunned by Lu Er's laughter, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to try to grab Lu Er's hand. Expecting to ask Ai Ai Ai: "Lu Er, you, are you...?"

Lu Lin made a decision, but his heart settled, and he smiled slightly: "You should understand what I mean."

"Really?"

The expression on Jiao's face gradually became ecstatic, tentatively holding Lu Er's hand, the light in his eyes seemed to illuminate the whole world, "Lu Er, are you really willing to accept me?"

Lu Wei shook his hand backhand, the smile on his face was gentle without a hint of reluctance: "Yeah."

Jiao finally couldn't help it, stepped forward and hugged him, happily hugged him and turned around, couldn't help but laugh, the laughter was clear and cheerful.

Lu Ling leaned against Jiao’s arms and felt his chest vibrate with laughter, and the temperature conveyed by his strong arms. Suddenly he lowered his head and laughed. When he raised his head again, he was already feigning. Be serious.

It's just that there is a slight fever behind the ear.

Holding Lu Ling around for a while, Jiao was filled with joy. Looking at the same smile on Lu Ling's face, his throat moved slightly, and he whispered: "Lu Ling, I want to kiss you."

Lu Er was taken aback, the blush behind his ears slightly enlarged, but he still coughed dryly, "Okay."

Corner cautiously and preciously approached, his eyes fixed on the expression on Lu Er's face, watching Lu Er's cheeks finally blush, and he was ready to kiss down excitedly.

--at this time.

"Although I don't want to interrupt you, but it looks like you will have a long time."

A voice came, interrupting the affection between Jiao and Lu Er.

Jiao suddenly woke up from the sweet atmosphere, turned his head and looked over, his expression has become extremely cold, gritted his teeth: "War?"

The blond young orc leaned against the door, faced the storm in his brother's eyes, shrank his neck subconsciously, and coughed, "Ah, I really have something important..."

Look at the expression on the corner of the corner, if he can't tell anything important, he may soon be beaten up.

——However, the words "I want to kiss you" will come out of his brother's mouth, hahaha!

The smile in his heart couldn't be shown on his face, Zhan wiped his face with a serious look: "The pig in the pigpen seems to have something wrong."

Mentioned their pigs, Lu Er became more serious, clapped his hand to let him loosen, walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The two sows look a little strange." Zhan gestured, "Lie said let you go and have a look."

When Lu Lin arrived at the pigpen, he saw the two sows lying in the innermost part of the pigpen, their heads arching around in the haystacks used as mats, and ignored Xiaolu next to him, so Xiaolu just walked over. Will be yelled at.

The two sows and Xiaolu always had a good time together.

Xiaolu didn't know what was going on with them, so she lay down on the other side grievingly and gnawing at the wood boredly.

It looks normal.

"Uh, when I went to sweep the pigsty just now, they seemed to be fighting, and they looked...very irritable." Zhan confronted Shanglu's suspicious eyes, explained quickly, and smiled with a guilty conscience. I did it, right?"

Generally speaking, if a powerful orc like Zhan or Horn is here, the two sows have not dared to move around. Why would there be a fight this time?

Lu Lin crouched over and observed it carefully, and noticed that the pigs' troughs were clean and the abdomen of the two sows seemed a little bulging.

——Counting the days, they have been raising these pigs for more than a year. Could it be that both sows are pregnant?

Lu Er's eyes lit up, and Jiao He Zhanxian was waiting here, and he went back to get something.

When he returned to the tent, Lu Ling took some spiritual water and quickly cultivated two Dizi flowers in the pots, ready to use them to verify.

Although the orcs hadn't tried it, according to his speculation, the pig's pregnancy should also trigger Dizihua's reaction.

After cultivating Dizihua, Lu Er picked up two flowerpots and was about to leave. Suddenly, he felt his body was weak, his feet slipped accidentally, and he almost fell.

Although he stabilized his body, one of the flower pots in his arms fell to the ground, "slapped" to pieces, and the soil and flowers rolled to the ground.

Lu Er felt a little distressed, put down the intact flower pot, and simply cleaned up the fragments of the flower pot on the ground, but accidentally scratched his finger on the edge of the sharp pottery.

Bright red blood poured out suddenly.

Lu Er saw that the bleeding was not too severe, so he continued to tidy up the ground. The fragments of the flowerpots were piled up in the corners, and the drops of flowers were placed on the table before he went to take the herbs and put his fingers on them.

When he returned to the room and wanted to take the drip flower to the pigsty, Lu Er was surprised to find that there was a drop of blood dripping on the petals of the drip flower, and the petals were already slightly pink.

--what? He didn't drink the blood of the horns this time?

Lu Yan stared at the bright red, and bad guesses slowly emerged in his heart.

...

Jiao He Zhan waited for a long time by the pigpen before he waited for Lu Er, who was holding two drops of flowers.

Zhan Ye also knew how to use Dizihua, and tested it with Dizihua against two sows, and found that these two pigs were indeed pregnant.

This discovery made Lu Er's confused mood a little bit happy.

To domesticate domestic animals, the cubs must be caught from the wild. The next generation of piglets is produced in the pigpen, which is considered to be on the right track of domestication.

A sow can give birth to many piglets in a litter, and soon after giving birth to a litter, one can give birth to a litter. From now on they will have a steady stream of piglets.

After confirming the fact that both sows are pregnant with cubs, the corner touched Xiaolu's head beside him, and said a bit sourly, "Silly pig, you are going to be a father, are you happy?"

Lu Er's face suddenly became more subtle.

Knowing that the pig's abnormality was not due to him, Zhan was relieved, and couldn't see how close the horn was to the pig than he was, so he didn't bother to see and found an excuse and ran away.

There are so many novelties in this tribe that he hasn't visited enough yet.

Lu Er thought about the special care that sows need after pregnancy, including various adjustments to warmth and food.

After interacting with Xiao Lu, Jiao leaned over to Lu Er, keenly aware that Lu Er seemed to be in a bad mood, the joyful expression on his face converged, and he was slightly worried: "Green ears, what's wrong?"

After a pause, he suddenly thought of something, his expression suddenly became a bit tangled, "You..."

——Do you regret it?

Lu Wei was startled slightly, just about to answer that he was okay. He raised his head and saw clear worries and fears in the green eyes of the corner, and his heart suddenly warmed.

He and this big lion have a heart-to-heart connection, so he naturally knows what Horn is thinking now.

Originally, he was a little bit resistant to the pregnancy, and he was a little messy for a while, and subconsciously wanted to hide it for the time being.

But now that they have made up their minds to formally form a partner with Kok, then the two of them should share weal and woe, and have the same heart.

Besides, it is not his own business.

Lu Er stretched out his hand and gently touched the corner of his head, and sighed softly: "Don't think too much about it, I don't regret it, just something happened."

Jiao Xin dropped halfway, and immediately raised it again: "What's the matter?"

Lu Er took a breath, made a simple mental construction, and whispered: "I might be...pregnant."

...

After Zhan slipped away from the pigpen, he looked around, looking for someone to guide him.

Today, he spent most of his time picking water and sweeping pig dung. When he finally finished his unfamiliar work, he discovered that there was a problem with the two sows.

After all, I am borrowing from this small tribe, and the work to be done must be done earnestly.

I hate the two **** who came out with me to find the horns. Seeing that the work turned out to be looking after the pigs, and the horns were stuffed into him directly, they simply found an excuse and slipped away, saying "Go get some prey"...

As he walked, Zhan thought absently about how to pit two dumb guys.

But you can think about this kind of thing slowly, anyway, they can't get away; now Zhan is still interested in all kinds of novelties in this small tribe.

Previously, the orc named "Lie" asked about pig raising-related matters, but Lie was reticent and could not use a few words to answer the questions, and he quickly ran away with an excuse.

He has to find someone who is more free to introduce.

Thinking about it in his heart, he suddenly noticed a big brown-red hairy ball next to him, facing him with his back "babbled" and didn't know what he was doing.

Orcs?

Zhan walked over with some doubts. Before he took a few steps, the brown-red fur ball turned back vigilantly, his nose moved slightly, and he put down the half-eaten sweet potato in his hand, and set up a defense. Stance.

Zhan quickly raised his hand and signaled that he was not an enemy: "I am the orc who borrowed to live with you yesterday. My name is Zhan, and I am Horn's younger brother."

The red bear froze for a moment, and moved his nose suspiciously before turning back into a red-haired boy. He picked up the sweet potato from the ground and whispered: "I am lost."

After thinking about it, he added, "I am the brother of Lu-eared."

As soon as I heard that I was still a family, Zhan’s eyes lit up, with a warm and kind smile, making myself look like a completely honest and honest person: "Man, I just arrived in your tribe, not very familiar, can you take me? Take a turn?"

Holding the sweet potato, Mang was wondering whether to give the remaining half of the sweet potato to the orc in front of him. He was stunned when he heard the words of Zhan, and immediately said happily: "Okay."

——Since Zhan asked himself to show him the way, it means that he doesn't want to eat sweet potatoes, so there is no need to send them out!

Mang took another bite of the sweet potato with confidence, and raised his head: "Do you want to see the sweet potato field?"

In Mang’s opinion, the best place for the entire tribe is the stove where delicious food can be made, and the second best place is the farmland where sweet sweet potatoes can grow.

At first, Zhan thought that these sweet potatoes were planted out of the wild, but now it doesn’t sound right: "You made the sweet potatoes yourself?"

"Ok."

Mang led Zhan to their farmland. After the harvest, he showed Zhan only a row of dirt pits and some remaining sweet potato leaves around. He said proudly, "Brother taught us."

Zhan stared at the rows of soil ridges that had obviously been artificially trimmed, his expression a little more dignified.

He walked forward and squatted down to observe. From the number of dirt pits to the size of the sweet potatoes he had eaten, there was a hint of wonder in his heart.

If this small tribe has a way to produce so many sweet potatoes in batches, their food pressure will be greatly reduced!

It’s no wonder that the Ming and Ming cold seasons are approaching, but the orcs of the Hongmu tribe are not busy going out hunting, but are busy with "hot kang", "wooden door", "pigsty"...

After thinking for a while, Zhan suddenly realized something, turned his head and looked at Mang: "These are all made by Green Ears?"

"Well, my brother is our witch doctor." Mang patted his stomach after eating the last bite of sweet potatoes, and raised his head somewhat braggingly.

Suddenly, Zhan noticed that Mang's eyes were a little loose, approached suspiciously, and waved his hand gently in front of Mang.

Mang just saw that everything was light and shadow, and his movements were still detectable. He frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

Zhan coughed, "Ah, sorry, I just..."

——He just wanted to see if this brown bear orc was really invisible.

If Mang really couldn't see it, wouldn't the honest smile he had just carried on the way been in vain?

Because his eyes couldn't see clearly, Mang was very sensitive to this kind of action, and the smile on his face converged and became a little alienated.

But now that he agreed to take the war to visit the tribe, Mang left without turning his head, only maintaining that kind of cold and alienated state and asked: "What else do you want to see?"

Zhan noticed that Mang’s attitude had changed in an instant. He was a bit uncomprehensible and didn’t know what to say, so he asked for the time being, “How was your house made?”

He studied the walls of the house last night and found that they were piled up with red hard stones and dirt.

Zhan had never seen this kind of stone. He thought it was a quarry where the Redwood Tribe found it. Now it seems that 80% of it is also an artificial product.

"It's burned out of mud." Because it's not a secret, Mang didn't hide it, but refused to take the war to visit it. "The brick kiln cannot be shown to outsiders."

"How are those jars made?"

"The pottery kiln cannot be shown to outsiders if it is burned out of mud."

"Where are sweaters and blankets?"

"Knitted with fluff, can't be seen by outsiders."

"..."

Zhan was convinced, "Is there anything I can see?"

Mang seriously thought about it: "I will show you a tour of the pigsty."

...

Jiao and Lu Er have left the pigpen.

Knowing that Lu Er was pregnant with a cub, his head was filled with ecstasy after the initial shock.

Jiao felt from the bottom of his heart that he must have been favored by Totem God on this day.

His Yamon really accepted him as a partner, but it didn't take long before he learned that his Yamon was pregnant with his cub!

The two happiest things in the world came to him on the same day!

The horns hugged Lu Ling up for the first time, turned into a snow-white lion, put Lu Ling on his back, and drove him directly out of the tribe, running and roaring excitedly, shocking the surrounding birds and beasts running away. The smoke filled the way.

Lu Ling leaned on the horn's back, clearly feeling the joy of the horn from the majestic roar of the big lion. He buried his face in the soft fur of the big lion and took a deep breath. The familiar breath of the beast filled him. heart.

When the corner was tired and stopped, I no longer knew how far I ran.

Jiao changed back into a human form, hugged Lu Nei, and buried his face on Lu Nei's shoulder. His voice was a little dull, but he was unconcealedly happy: "Lu Nei, I'm so happy!"

Lu Er smiled and patted him on the back: "What are you happy about?"

"Happy...just happy!" Jiao let go of Lu Yan, staring at him scorchingly, his arms tightened, and suddenly he said, "I want to kiss you."

Lu Er's ears were slightly hot, he opened his mouth, and whispered uncomfortably, "Yes."

Before he finished his words, Lu Ren felt a hot and warm thing sticking to his lips.

After a long time, the two people let go of each other breathlessly, their faces became extremely ruddy.

This is the first time that two people have made friends with a clear consciousness, and both sides feel a little embarrassed.

Kok is worried about whether he will be too strong;

Lu Er worried whether he would respond too plainly.

They collided with each other, the horns' eyes stuck to Lu Er, but Lu Er avoided a little embarrassedly.

Horn squatted down, boldly approached Lu Er's lower abdomen, put his ears up, and said expectantly, "Can you hear me now?"

Lu Yan couldn't help but blush again: "How long is it now?"

Jiao realized that he was stupid, and quickly stood up and touched his head: "Shall we go back?"

Now that they have run so long, they must go back as soon as possible.

Thinking of the moment of excitement just now, it was not very good to be in the tribe with a long whistle, and even ran out with Lu Lu directly...Jiao Xin couldn't help but feel a trace of annoyance.

Doesn't this make Lu Er think he is stupid?

The horns turned back to the pure white lion, and he got down and let Lu Er sit on it.

After a long absence, Lu Wei licked his big lion without any knots. At first, the shock and resistance to pregnancy that circulated in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

In any case, seeing that Kok is so happy, the "accidental win" is not so difficult to accept.

Lu Wei was about to climb onto the lion's back, when the silver-maned lion's eyes suddenly became cold and severe, he stood up suddenly, and rushed in one direction with a roar.

A black crow bird just fell on a low tree over there, and before it stood still, it was rushed down by a lion leaping into the air.

Lu Wei was taken aback for a moment, followed by glanced at it, and found that the crow under the lion's paws had a strange dark green glowing in its bird pupils, struggling and screaming.