Chapter 5: The Silkworm's Gift of Silk Clothes

  ...Time was silent for about three minutes. The little fur ball finally regained its clarity. He looked at the old man in disbelief and asked: Grandpa, is what you said true?

  Nonsense! Grandpa can still fool you, can't he? You just don't know how to seize the opportunity. What if that little brat Si Mofa beats us to it?

  He dares. I'll bite his neck off. Anyone else who dares to touch Mo Yu'er will be dealt with by Xiao Rong Qiu, who is extremely violent.

  Silly child, Mo Yier is not an ordinary woman, unlike your grandmother. How could it be that you're the only man? Alas, if it were in the past, Lao Tou would have had the same attitude as Xiao Rongqiu. But now, having seen all sorts of things in the world, especially with Mo Yier bringing back Si Muer this time, there's a huge difference. The determination to build her own kingdom has transformed Mo Yier. Lao Tou wants to do some ideological work on his grandson first, not wanting their relationship to deteriorate in the future. He's very clear that as Jin Shi, he'll only love one woman in his life. If it's impossible to leave Mo Yier's side, then he must learn to accept other men by her side. Otherwise, waiting for Xiao Rongqiu would be a complete waste.

  Perhaps Mo Yuer didn't realize her different feelings for Ximula yet, but the old man had already seen through it.

  Why can't it be? Mo Yuer likes me, that's all. Xiao Rongqiu is still stubborn. He finally remembered the crazy jealousy he had towards Chu Yan because of himself earlier.

  She likes you, but she also likes Selma.

  How is it possible? I'll go ask her. Xiao Rong doesn't believe it.

  Kid, don't you listen to Grandpa's words anymore? When has Grandpa ever been wrong? You'll suffer a loss with this attitude. The old man grabbed hold of Xiao Rong who was about to go find Mo Yi Er. Before they try to have children, he must do a good job on Xiao Rong's ideological work. Otherwise, even if they do have kids later, there will be problems.

  No, grandfather. I don't want it to be like this. When I see Mo Yi'er with another man, I get very angry. I want to break that man's neck.

  Grandpa knows, but the child, have you thought about what happens after breaking your neck? The old man's question made Little Fluff quiet down. He indeed hadn't considered it. Last time he grabbed Yaoniang's finger and broke it, things got very troublesome. It also greatly changed Mo Yier's life. He hadn't thought deeply about it. Now that the old man mentioned it, he couldn't help but think carefully about it.

  The old man saw that he was deep in thought, and knew that he had taken his words to heart. Child, Mo Yier allows other men to get close to her, which means she likes that man. Maybe even she herself hasn't realized it yet. But once you hurt the person she likes, she will definitely be angry with you, and will never forgive you. Do you understand?

  Will never forgive. It seems that Mo Yi'er and he said such words before. Xiao Rong Qiu thinks now, if Mo Yi'er will never forgive him, what would it be like? Not paying attention to him. No longer allowing him to get close like now. Even less giving birth to little golden lion. These are all things he can't bear. He regards Mo Yi'er as everything. The greatest wish is to always be by Mo Yi'er's side. If Mo Yi'er doesn't pay attention to him, it would be the biggest punishment for him. Last time he and Chu Huo were like that, directly making Mo Yi'er faint for a long time. If it happens again, he dares not think about it.

  If it weren't for Kasa saying those words, Mo Yi'er wouldn't have suddenly woken up and left. It seems that one really can't easily strangle someone else's neck. But he really didn't want to give up... Little Fluffball was now trapped in endless pain. He needed more time to think about this problem.

  In this deep night, Mo Yi'er lay in the shed and couldn't fall asleep either. Apart from the difficult problem that Lao Tou gave to Mo Yi'er, she would also recall every detail of her time with Chu Xiang. Although she left very calmly, but that wounded heart was not easy to heal. This time she could no longer go back, it also meant that she and Chu Xiang might have no future. Two people who will never intersect again, how can they have a future?

  This time she left, Chu Yan will definitely be very sad too. The words he said are still ringing in her ears. Those sweetest and most realistic sweet nothings made her eyes moist. She's just an ordinary 21st-century girl who crossed over to this place with a little something special. But she's just a girl yearning for family love, romantic love. When all of this finally arrived, she was overjoyed. But these goodbyes came so quickly, leaving her at a loss.

  She's gone, she won't be back. Wants to build her own kingdom, have her own family. But it's all so hard. She won't give up, yet can't help but recall the process of creating with the Kanimbla tribe before. Searching for food, building a fire pit, digging traps, constructing a toilet and bathroom, and even boiling sugar, going to the Haimu tribe and exchanging goods. Each one is an unforgettable experience in this life.

  Luckily, she has Xiao Rong, Si Meng and Grandpa; otherwise, she wouldn't know how to carry on. She tells herself that tonight is the last night of weakness, starting tomorrow, she will work hard for herself and those who support her.

  The next day, Little Fluff didn't go hunting. Mo Yier was worried about him. He used to be the earliest riser. She came to the outside of Little Fluff's shed and called out: "Little Fluff, what are you doing?"

  He had just spoken when an old man from another hut came out and pulled him away. Mo Yi'er, Xiao Rongqiu has something to think about. Don't disturb him.

  What. Mo Yuer was quite unbelievable. This guy also has things to think about. He's always been a single-minded person, obedient, shouldn't have much to think about, right?

  Don't worry, I'll take care of him. He won't get into any trouble. You go ahead and do what you need to do.

  Alright then. Since the old man said so, Mo Yier didn't say much more. She went with Si Mula to search for useful things in the forest and hunted along the way.

  On the road, Sila rummaged through her bosom and pulled out something white, made of silk threads.

  What is this? Mo Yuer received it and asked Ximula.

  It's the clothes you said. I finally wove one out after a long time. Take a look at how it is.

  Wow, you've finished weaving it! Mo Yuer is excitedly opening the silk fabric clothes. This piece of silk fabric woven clothing is finer than the previous one used, so it's very light and thin. The branches are also fine, so there are almost no holes in any part. The shape is according to what Mo Yuer said, a hoodie T-shirt shape. It's woven very well and looks beautiful. Sila, you've really managed to weave it out! You're amazing!

  Mo Yu'er hugged the silk clothes and shouted with joy. Who would have thought that even after coming here, Si Muer still hasn't stopped weaving clothes? He's truly a genius. Whether it's craftsmanship or hunting, he does them all exceptionally well.

  Hehe, as long as you like it. Next time I'll weave another animal skin skirt for you. Sila Mu saw Mo Yier's happiness and was also happy in her heart. Finally, she had something handmade to give to Mo Yier.