I am the chief of a primitive tribe

After listening to Li Hu's words about the coming rainy day, Mu Feng began to make arrangements.

"First, pull out the weeds in the cornfield as I said, otherwise after the rain, the grass in the cornfield will grow wildly and kill the corn seedlings. Dig a small ditch on both sides of the cornfield, from east to west, to facilitate drainage."

"Drainage?" Li Hu asked curiously, "What drainage?"

"It's a drainage ditch. When it rains, water will accumulate in the cornfield, and there needs to be a ditch to divert the water, otherwise the corn will be drowned."

"What if the ditch is full of water?" Li Hu asked.

"No, dig a small hole under the protective wall at the westernmost side of the ditch, and dig a small river deep enough outside the protective wall to let the water flow into the river." Mu Feng said, "This small river can serve as a moat for our tribe and protect the tribe!"

"Moat?" Li Hu and Ming Guang looked at each other, even more puzzled, "Protect the tribe?"

"Yes!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "I can't explain it to you now, just do it, and you will know when the time comes."

"Yes!" Li Hu nodded, "But, Chief, you just said that we have to solve the problem of relocation on rainy days, and digging a river can't solve it."

Mu Feng smiled and said, "This problem is not big. It should be a while before the rainy season. We can build a house during this time."

"Build a house, a thatched house like Grandpa's "Is it?" Li Hu asked, "But that is a house that only you, the chief, can live in!"

"No!" Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, "I don't want to build that kind of house!"

"That's good!" Li Hu breathed a sigh of relief, "According to the tribe rules, tribesmen cannot live in the same straw house as the chief!"

"What a broken rule!" Mu Feng complained in his heart, but did not show it on his face, "The house I want to build is much better than that one!"

Although he thought so in his heart, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's different from his."

"First, choose a large piece of flat land in the tribe, let the tribesmen tamp the soil and pound the ground firmly. Remember to make it flat!" Mu Feng ordered, "Go, finish these things as soon as possible, and come to me when you are done!"

"Yes!" Li Hu and Ming Guang withdrew.

Mu Feng rubbed his head. He wanted to start the kiln and burn pottery quickly, but it seems that he will have to postpone it for two days.

"There is also an arrow tower, which must be put on the agenda." Mu Feng was a little distressed, "It seems that there are endless things to do every day."

He suddenly remembered that in his previous life, he would take a break from his busy schedule to invite a few friends for a drink, and every time there would be friends who couldn't come or were late for a long time. When asked the reason, they would say "work is not finished" and "there are endless things to do every day."

"But no matter how busy you are, you are not as busy as me!" Mu Feng lamented in his heart, "If you say you are doing professional work, it would be fine, but now you are the chief of a big chief. It sounds arrogant, but in fact you are both a father and a mother!"

"Building a house, digging ditches, firing kilns, setting up arrow towers..." Mu Feng shook his head, "They are all irrelevant things. It's not easy to be a family in this small piece of land."

"Awoo!" Mu Feng was suddenly interrupted by a burst of impatient calls from the little wolf. It turned out that the biggest little wolf was rubbing his leg with his head and howling at him.

"What's wrong again?" Mu Feng was surprised.

Before he could react, Mu Feng suddenly felt a warmth at his feet.

"Fuck!" Mu Feng cursed, "You peed on my feet?"

Before he could deal with the little wolf, the other four little wolves actually walked around and squatted in front of Mu Feng and started to peed.

"Fuck!" Mu Feng jumped away quickly.

The five little wolves came to Mu Feng's feet and sniffed, jumping excitedly, looking up and shouting "woo woo".

"You think my house is your territory?" Mu Feng was a little speechless.

Wolves usually circle the land when they pee to show their ownership of the land, which is territorial awareness.

What he didn't expect was that the little wolf was so young, but he actually had territorial awareness - especially this territory was on his feet!

Does this mean that wherever Mu Feng's feet go, their territory is there?

"You, come here!" Mu Feng stretched out his hand and picked up a branch.

After a day, the little wolf knew what Mu Feng was going to do with the branch. He shrank back and looked at each other, seemingly not knowing who Mu Feng was talking about.

"It's you, the one who peed first!"

The little wolf looked at each other and retreated again in a humane way.

"Hey, I can't control you, right?" Mu Feng grabbed the little wolf by the back of the neck and gestured in front of it with a stick, "Do you want to be beaten again?"

The little wolf whimpered, feeling very aggrieved.

Seeing the little wolf showing weakness, Mu Feng did notHe was serious, put the little wolf down, and said, "You, come here, you were the second one to pee!"

The other four were in a panic, and Mu Feng couldn't tell who was who for a moment.

"Huh?" Mu Feng frowned, "This won't work, you can't tell who's who with all the 'you you you's calling. Looks like I have to give you a name!"

He thought about all the names he had heard of dogs in his previous life, such as "Ali", "Saihu", "Xiaohei" and "Wangcai", which he thought were a bit too rustic.

If he thought about it, he had to give them a unique name, such as "Ada", "Aer", "Asan" and "Awu" in Jin Yong's novels, which sounded simple and unique, and each of them had special skills.

"How about giving them names with your surname?" Mu Feng thought of many pet lovers in his previous life, who often called animals "Dad, Mom", "Call them Wood, Wooden Horse?"

"Forget it, I'm not married yet, how can I have children? It's not good! People will know that I have five children before I get married, and they will be misunderstood!"

Mu Feng suddenly thought that in his previous life, names were given with meanings.

Generally, names often carry the expectations of the namer.

And Mu Feng also has expectations for these five little wolves. He hopes that these five little wolves can help the Jiang clan have enough food and clothing.

"Got it!" Mu Feng suddenly remembered that it can have the meaning of "enough food and clothing" and is linked to "five" - ​​a bumper harvest.

"Come here!" Mu Feng pointed at the little wolf, "Now you all have names!"

"Your name is Mazi, which represents the 'hemp' in the five grains!"

"Your name is Huangmi, which represents the 'millet' in the five grains!"

"Your name is Xiaomi, which represents the 'millet' in the five grains!"

"Your name is Maizi, which represents the 'wheat' in the five grains!"

"Your name is Doudou, which represents the 'bean' in the five grains!"

There are five little wolves. Mazi is the oldest. He and Maizi and Doudou are all male wolves. Huangmi and Xiaomi are female wolves. Five little wolves, a good harvest!