Chapter 35 Climbing onto Chu Yan's back once again

  Since it was decided, Mo Yi'er started to pack up the things, and the others in the camp didn't idle around either, they were all helping with the packing. Actually, apart from the seaweed that Mo Yi'er picked which needed to be sorted out, there wasn't much else to pack. The salted fish were packed into animal skin bags as soon as they were exchanged, of course these animal skin bags were brought by themselves, the Hai Mu tribe didn't have any extra animal skins to make bags. There were also some dried fish, the Hai Mu tribe just dried them and strung them on a grass rope, all that was needed was to carry it. In this aspect, the people from the Kan Na tribe weren't as clever as those from the Hai Mu tribe.

  The people inside the cave do not weave grass nets and baskets, and dried meat is piled up in a storage hole. The only container for carrying things is leaves, but after this trip, they also have grass baskets and pottery. This is considered to be Mo Yi'er's greatest gain on this trip so far, as well as that large black pearl, which Mo Yi'er also plans to take away. It's just a bit heavy, and when asked about it, Chu Yan doesn't think it's a big deal, saying that he can carry wild boars several times heavier than the pearl on his shoulders, let alone a fist-sized black pearl?

  Most of the seaweed had been dried, so a large grass basket wasn't very heavy. All the things were divided among several men, and it was completely easy to carry. Chu Yan didn't have anything assigned to him to carry; first, he was the leader, and this task was his responsibility; secondly, the most important task he had assigned himself was to carry Mo Yi'er on his back.

  Mo Yu'er didn't insist on walking by herself like she did when they first set out, because it was too slow and she thought it would be better not to hold everyone back. Xiao Rongqiu was sleeping lazily, completely unaffected by Mo Yu'er's group. It seemed like he had become more and more sleepy lately! The few of them didn't sleep until very late, perhaps they were looking forward to returning to the Kan interior and seeing their tribe members soon. Even Mo Yu'er began to miss everyone, missing the kind-hearted Sang Zhen, the handsome and good-natured Fan Ge, the benevolent Ka Sa, and the diligent Xiao Lai...

  The next day, as soon as it was light, Mo Yi'er and the others set out from Ye Peng's place, with Chu Yan leading them to bid farewell. Hai Sen expressed his friendship and saw them off. What made Mo Yi'er feel conflicted was that there was still no news of Xiao Nei Nei, and she had to say goodbye to her 21st-century belongings, which left a bad taste in her heart. Perhaps for the rest of her life, she would never be able to wear those synthetic fiber underwear again! Fortunately, in the cave where they had fallen, there was still a nightgown.

  They walked slowly, about two hours or so, and arrived at the edge of a thicket. Chu Yan pointed to a place not far away and said: "That's where the garlic was found. Do you want to pick some garlic and bring it back to the tribe together?"

  "Must, of course must, such a useful thing, don't waste it." Mo Yier said, thinking back to the life in the seaside Heim tribe, they were simply wasting resources, so many seafood in the sea, and before that, they only ate sea fish. Even now, they also eat shellfish and crabs, but there are still many things they wasted. She couldn't waste any usable resources! Unconsciously sighing, she drew Chu Huo's concerned gaze, she hurriedly said: "Nothing, nothing, we go dig garlic. The person carrying things just wait here, don't run around, carrying things is tiring. And also little ball of fluff, you also wait here, although you can run very fast, but still insist on relying on Chu Huo's shoulder, he will get tired too!"

  For Mo Yi'er's words of maintenance, Chu Yan felt very happy, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his warm eyes looked at Mo Yi'er, filled with thick love. No one would have thought that their taciturn and serious leader, Chu Yan, would one day reveal such deep affection in his eyes to a woman.

  The little furball was slightly dissatisfied, but it obediently jumped down from Chu Yan's shoulder and lay down under a tree to take a nap. Mo Yier liked its well-behaved appearance and used her toes to gently scratch its belly: "Be good, I'll be back soon! Chu Yan, let's go!"

  Only Chu Yan and Mo Yi'er had nothing on their backs, so the others rested in place. Mo Yi'er walked two steps forward, then stopped and asked Chu Yan: "How many big garlics are there over there?"

  "Hmm... it's roughly this big!" Chu Yan compared and found that the discovered area was about 4 or 5 ping, as for whether there were any undiscovered areas, it was unknown.

  Mo Yu'er heard this and took out a grass basket. The two of them continued on their way towards where the garlic was. Along the way, Mo Yu'er found some large leaves to line the bottom and sides of the grass basket, so that the garlic they picked wouldn't fall out.

  Two people walked slowly for about ten or twenty minutes, and found a lush garlic seedling, looking very vigorous and pleasant. Mo Yier hurried over to pull out one of them to check if the garlic head underneath had rotted.

  The result was somewhat disappointing, and indeed some of them were rotten, with mud stuck to them. "Alas, it's hard for these garlic seedlings, the big garlic has all rotted away, and they're still growing so well." Mo Yier couldn't help but mutter to herself, then began to pull out the garlic seedlings. What surprised Mo Yier was that not all of the garlic had rotted away. After careful observation, she discovered that the rotten garlic seedlings were in a lower-lying area, near the west side, where there was a small stream hidden among the weeds just a few meters away.

  "That's great, there are perfect garlic." Mo Yier exclaimed with a smile, Chu Yan had been following her side to pull the calculation, seeing her happy, he was also happy.

  Mo Yu'er has been picking wild vegetables, mushrooms and seaweed for so long that she is now very skilled at it. Her hands move quickly as she pulls out a large bunch in no time. Chu Yan doesn't dare to fall behind, and the two of them are like they're competing with each other. In about twenty minutes, they finish harvesting a whole patch of garlic sprouts. They put the garlic sprouts into a wicker basket, which is filled to the brim with over 100 catties (about 50 kg) of garlic sprouts! "Great, more than half of them have scapes!"

  Mo Yi'er smiled happily and then helped Chu Yan put the large basket of garlic and scallions on his back. The two of them started walking back. The bountiful harvest also made the other tribe members happy, and everyone began their journey back to the village without rest. Mo Yi'er climbed onto Chu Yan's back again and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. After all, he was a man who had confessed his feelings to her once and proposed to her once. This kind of close contact made her face flush slightly. Her hands were wrapped around his neck, and the robust muscles on his back almost made her feel sore. She tried her best to lean her body backward, not wanting her chest to touch his back. Alas! It was really troublesome. When they came, she had lain on his back for a whole day without feeling so embarrassed! Mo Yi'er thought she was being a bit too sensitive, but what could she do? Could she be like those primitive women who viewed their chests and chastity as nothing?