Chapter 25 New Variety of Silkworm Cocoon Skirt

  "That's really great!" Chu Yan became excited. Every cold day, many people in the tribe would freeze to death. Even if they huddled together in a mountain cave and didn't go out, some people would still get sick.

  Being ill is very scary, unless you have a very strong body, otherwise you won't be able to hold on until you get better.

  "Are there many silkworms like this? Where else have you seen them? We're going to the Haimu tribe, we can't bring these along with us, can we?" Mo Yier asked, poking at the plump silkworms with a branch.

  "Hmm? There are many grasslands, and there's a patch of grass by the lake in the middle of the woods too, but not as many bugs as here... The silkworms are big." Chu Huo thought for a moment before answering Mo Yier's question. "Let's catch bugs on our way back instead."

  "It's okay, actually no need to catch the bugs, just get this cocoon back and it'll be fine." Mo Yier pointed at a fist-sized cocoon and said to Chu Huo.

  "What's this thing for?"

  "Look, this thing is a silkworm's cocoon made of silk threads. I'm going to use these silk threads to weave clothes, you also know it's a kind of rope, not very familiar, but that doesn't mean it can't be used as a rope just because it has no other use."

  "Oh!" Chu Yan seemed to understand and yet not understand. The key was that he didn't know how to turn the silk threads into clothes, but he wasn't worried at all with Mo Yier by his side, everything would be alright.

  At night, they rested on the grassland. To avoid the wolf pack's attack, they lit up several bonfires. Mo Yier didn't sleep that night; she found two branches and polished them to use as knitting needles. Then she took a smaller cocoon and studied it. Mo Yier discovered that the thickness of the silk thread was directly proportional to the size of the silkworm baby. This cocoon was spun by a relatively small silkworm baby, so its silk thread was finer, with a diameter of about one millimeter.

  Because there was no stone pot, it was impossible to boil hot water, so Mo Yi'er directly poured cold water on the cocoon and started drawing silk. Perhaps because the silkworm silk was finer than in her previous life, the silk was easily drawn out, and with a gentle breeze, the damp silk dried quickly, this characteristic left Mo Yi'er astonished, strange things were indeed getting more and more!

  Using branches as needles is a bit rough, so the holes between the silk threads are quite large. Mo Yier doesn't understand much, she just wove this ball of silk into a big piece, it should be cool to wear in summer.

  Tonight's sentinel was the older Hula, who personally witnessed Mo Yi'er transform a white object into a strange beast skin, and was so shocked that he forgot to keep watch.

  "What's this?" asked Mo Yu'er.

  Mo Yi'er lifted her head and smiled at Hula: "This is the silk fabric I wove, how is it? Not bad, right?"

  He nodded slightly, which was good, but he didn't know what this thing was used for.

  Mo Yu'er was very excited, and in one night, she wove a piece of silk fabric about 50 cm wide and over 2 meters long. When she finished weaving, she seemed to be at a loss, wondering what she could use it for. If it were winter, it would make a good scarf.

  "Yawn!" The tribespeople had woken up one after another, they slept well last night, and also the little furball, who was snuggled up at Mo Yi's feet, didn't care whether Mo Yi washed his feet or not, sleeping soundly.

  "What is this?" everyone asked in astonishment as they saw Mo Yuer's silkworm cocoon.

  Chu Yan also looked over and asked with delight: "Is this the clothes you were talking about?"

  "No, this is not clothes, it's just a piece of cloth. It needs to be processed before it can become clothes." As she spoke, Mo Yier felt somewhat annoyed. In fact, this couldn't even be considered as cloth, because it couldn't be cut open. Once cut open, all the threads would scatter everywhere.

  "Oh, it's okay, take your time. I believe you'll be able to make clothes soon." Chu Yan noticed Mo Yi'er's bad mood and quickly comforted her.

  Mo Yi'er nodded, as Chu Yan's words dispelled some of the gloom in her heart. The busy evening had left her a bit fatigued, and the dim firelight made her eyes feel sour. She stood up and stretched her limbs.

  Suddenly there was a hot and stuffy thing flowing down from her lower body, and her waist and abdomen also started to ache. Oh no, she had forgotten that her period was due, this feeling would not be wrong.

  She hastily squatted down, lest Aunt Flow got everywhere. Still, a certain part of her white sheepskin skirt was stained red.

  Chu Yan's sharp eyes discovered it and he hastily exclaimed in surprise: "Mo Yi Er, you're bleeding."

  Mo Yi's eyes froze for a moment, "Brother, even if you saw it, can't you just not say it out loud?" Fortunately, the voice wasn't too loud, and the other tribe members were busy packing up to leave, so no one heard. "You, shut up."

  "Why? Mo Yier, aren't you underage? Why are you bleeding?" Chu Yan was more concerned about this matter.

  "Who told you I'm not an adult, a girl's privacy, you men ask less. Is there a water source nearby? I need to go wash up." Mo Yier said fiercely, but her face was very red, she was so embarrassed! But Chu Xuan, the leader, why are you still staring at me? Especially staring at my butt, that's too much!

  "There is, but... there are more wild wolves on the grassland, I'll accompany you instead."

  Mo Yi'er wanted to say no more, but she was afraid of the wild wolves and could only let Chu Yan accompany her. When they arrived at the water's edge, they saw a few gazelles drinking water, so Mo Yi'er asked Chu Yan to drive them away. Chu Yan took advantage of the opportunity to hunt another gazelle.

  Mo Yu'er crouched down, took off her sheepskin skirt, and then wrapped the silk fabric she had woven last night around her waist. The two-meter-long silk fabric was enough to wrap around three times, so even if there were holes in it, Mo Yu'er didn't expose herself.

  She couldn't help but feel grateful that this silk fabric was worth it. The silk fabric wrapped around her body was much more breathable than sheepskin, so it was also very cool. If not for the constant flow of Aunt Flow down there, she would have really jumped up and cheered.

  What troubled her the most was that she didn't have any sanitary napkins, so while washing her little lambskin skirt, she was also worried. Finally, after looking at the silk fabric wrapped around her waist, she made a decision. "Chu Huo, Chu Huo, come here."

  Chu Yan turned his head around while still using a stone knife to process the antelope. "What's up?"

  "Go get me my walking stick and silkworms."

  "But you'll be in danger yourself if you stay here!"

  "You go quickly and come back quickly, there's no problem." Mo Yier said with a hint of pleading, letting her drift wherever the tide took her, she would rather die than do otherwise.

  "Alright then!" Chu Yan had no power to refuse Mo Yier's words and could only flee with the antelope on his back.

  Although this adopted child is not as big as a wild boar, it weighs at least over 100 catties, roughly the same weight as Mo Yier. Yet, Chu Yan carries it on his back as if he were carrying a water jug, which is truly extremely unbalanced!