Chapter 47 Indirect Kiss

  "Sang Zhen, get all the women over here! I have something to say to everyone." Mo Yier found Sang Zhen, who still had some influence among the women.

  "Alright!" Sang Zhen hastily agreed and went to find the women, thinking about what Mo Yi'er wanted to say, could it be related to food? But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't guess Mo Yi'er's intentions.

  All the women ran over, even Silfeny came with Xiao Hei to join in the fun, scaring Mo Yi'er into hurrying her back. "Silfeny, you're still in confinement after childbirth, go back to the cave!" As she spoke, her eyes glanced down at Silfeny's leather skirt, and indeed, two trails of blood flowed down from her legs. For women in primitive society, these things didn't matter; when they got their periods, they would run around everywhere, and when the blood came, they would just find some leaves or dry grass to wipe it off, not caring at all. But Mo Yi'er couldn't stand this! Even if it wasn't herself, but seeing it flow down, she felt very uncomfortable.

  "It's okay, I'm bored staying in the cave anyway!" Silfanie said with a smile, not thinking that there was anything wrong with what she did.

  "No, no, you can't go out in the wind like this, or you'll catch a cold later." Mo Yier was adamant in her disapproval. Having never experienced postpartum confinement herself, nor even heard of it, she just couldn't understand.

  "You'll get sick! Silken, you'd better return to the cave quickly! Mo Yu'er's words are always correct!" Sang Zhen exhorted, and in her heart, Mo Yu'er's words were as good as an imperial decree!

  "Alright, alright!" Silkeni reluctantly returned to the cave with little Hei, who was just born. Mo Yier let out a sigh of relief and instructed the women who stayed in the cave during the day to keep an eye on Silkeni and not let her come out easily.

  "Alright, now let's get down to business!" Mo Yier said, looking at the six women in front of her.

  "Speak! We're all listening."

  "Ah, what I want to say is the method of making this kind of clothing on my body. I only thought of a rough idea, teach you, and you can study it yourself, maybe you will make something better than mine." Mo Yier pointed to the silk fabric wrapped around her body, seeing that everyone was curiously staring at it, she understood that the women must also want to learn. Primitive people are eager for new things and a better life. She took out the silkworm cocoons she brought back and showed them to everyone: "Look, it's this thing, find one end of the silk thread, and then...". Mo Yier took out the silk thread and started weaving it with the fine needle made from a tree branch. "Just weave it like this, and it will become piece by piece of fabric. You can wrap the silk fabric around your body like me, or think of other ways to make clothes that can be worn directly." Mo Yier knew the circular weaving method, but she only remembered the flat needle, which couldn't weave loose-tight patterns, so there was no way to wear it on her body. She hoped that among the few women, there would be someone with a special talent for weaving clothes.

  Mo Yu'er demonstrated again and again, the women watched very seriously, then quickly found branches to grind into fine needles like Mo Yu'er's. Some used thicker branches, and the resulting fabric was just like the loose-woven silk fabric Mo Yu'er had made for the first time. Then, Mo Yu'er taught them how to use a crochet hook, they learned the most basic methods, and it was up to them to figure out how to apply them afterwards.

  After a busy day, Mo Yi'er didn't forget to check on Chu Yan's foot that was injured yesterday. It had completely recovered, but Mo Yi'er could tell that it still hurt when he walked. So she went to find the herbal medicine again, and this time Chu Yan applied it himself, rubbing it into his foot before covering it up. Mo Yi'er supervised the whole process until he finished, then lay down to sleep. Perhaps due to overthinking lately, Mo Yi'er had a dreamless night, and the first thing she did after waking up was to go see the little rabbit. Good, the little rabbit was still hopping around energetically, without any issues at all.

  She hastily ran to the hollow tree, with the opening facing upwards, and the sap had stopped flowing down, but the sap that dripped onto the ground yesterday attracted many large black ants, crawling densely there.

  Mo Yu'er used the branch she normally used as chopsticks to scoop out some of the sap from the hollow tree and tasted it. Oh heavens! It was sweet, delicious, just like sugar water. This was a huge discovery, perhaps this sap could be used as sugar. At the same time, Mo Yu'er also remembered that she had forgotten her jam from last night and hurriedly went to find Sang Zhen: "Sang Zhen, where's the jam I asked you to cook for me last night?"

  "Hmm... it's over there, um, the taste is a bit weird! You forgot so I didn't mention it." San Zhen's expression was slightly awkward. When she tasted the jam that had been cooked into a paste, it tasted strange, much worse than what Mo Yi'er used to cook. She was afraid Mo Yi'er would be disappointed, so when Mo Yi'er forgot about the jam, she didn't bring it up either.

  "Bring it over and let me try." Mo Yier didn't think that much, her original cooking skills weren't great either. It's just that she knew how to eat a lot of things, so when she cooked, it seemed better than others. One failed jam dish couldn't represent anything.

  Sang Zhen handed the jam to Mo Yier, which had been cooked until very thick and the fruit had all melted into the clay pot, tender and delicate. Mo Yier used chopsticks to take a little, and indeed the taste was not good, just like stewed sour apples without sugar, but it didn't matter, she now had a solution. She called Chu Huo and Fan Ge to help, taking the clay pot to the side of the hollow tree, the tree only needed to move slightly, with the opening facing downwards, and the sap would flow out from inside, Mo Yier used large leaves bent into an arc shape, so that the sap could flow from the opening along the large leaves into the clay pot.

  "Mo Yu'er, what's going on? How is the little rabbit?" asked Fan Gong. The credit for the little rabbit growing fat and strong now all goes to him, so it's only natural that he cares about the little rabbit.

  "It's great! I just tried it and it's sweet, extremely delicious."

  "Really?" Until the clay pot was almost full, Bango and Chuyi put the hollow tree back in its original position with the opening facing upwards. Bango dipped his hand into the remaining wood pulp on the edge of the opening and stuffed it into his mouth: "Wow, it's really sweet." As he spoke, he was still a 16-year-old big kid, not as good at hiding his emotions as Chuyi, and whenever he was happy, his eyebrows would rise and his eyes would sparkle.

  "I told you it's delicious! Chu Xiang, try some too." Mo Yi'er picked up some with her chopsticks and handed them to Chu Xiang. Chu Xiang opened his mouth and took the chopsticks in, at that moment, Mo Yi'er suddenly remembered that she had just used this same chopstick to taste... did this count as an indirect kiss? 'Whoosh', Mo Yi'er's face turned red instantly, her mind flashing back to the dozens of days they spent outside, Chu Xiang carrying her on his back every day, their intimate and close days together...