Traveling through ancient times to flee from famine, take the time and space gate with you

I searched around again and found some wild fruits. I picked them and put them into the basket I carried with me. I also picked a lot of wild vegetables.

Although I had eaten enough when I was in the cave, now that I saw it, I couldn't bear to give it up. Even if I didn't eat it now, it would be good to take it back, dry it and store it, and eat it later.

After two years of drought, coupled with the floods of the past few months, they have long known the importance of food. As long as it is food, they will not let it go. After all, they have food in their hands and they do not panic.

By the time the men came back from hunting, it was already past noon. Everyone was busy tying the yams with vines and carrying them back to the mountain col.

Because there was no prey nearby, they walked far away, so they came back late.

But the harvest was gratifying. Not only did we kill pheasants and hares, we also killed two black goats and a wild boar!

After Fang Youwei shot the wild boar in the eye with an arrow, they then swarmed up and chopped the wild boar down to the ground.

This was the first time they had actually participated in hunting! On the way to the mountain col, they had watched Fang Youwei shoot the prey and then help them retrieve it.

So this time they felt more involved and came back in high spirits.

The elderly and children at home cheered loudly and excitedly when they saw so many things!

The children, especially, jumped around the wild boars and goats and clapped their hands.

After that, everyone packed up the prey enthusiastically, and it was as lively as the Chinese New Year.

Fang Youwei took care of wild boars. When he was in the village, he helped people kill pigs. His skills were as good as those of the butchers.

The wild boar was killed, the bones were shaved, and the meat was divided into pieces. Li brought over a large bag of salt, and the women and the old people marinated the meat together.

There was mutton today, and they were going to stew the two goats with yams. The pheasants, rabbits, and pork were marinated first.

However, pork bones and offal can be stewed in one pot.

Throughout the morning, Jiayin had become familiar with those children through Fang Zhiyuan's guidance.

These children all liked the fair and tender Jiayin and were willing to play with her. Especially after Jiayin showed her great strength, everyone admired her even more.

It is said that all the strong laborers and women went to the mountains this morning, and only the old people and children were left in the mountain col.

Old Mrs. Yang didn't go out today. She went to chat with the elders in the clan.

Jiayin and Zhiyuan ran to the creek and played with the children playing in the water.

Fang Zhiyuan took Jiayin and introduced him to the brothers and sisters of the same race: "This is my sister Jiayin. She is five years old this year."

Then he pointed at the people opposite him one by one and said to Jiayin: "This is Zhigang, Zhilin, Zhicai, Zhiyu, Zhiqiang. This is Chunni, Yueya, Baozhen, and Cuiyun. They are all older than you.

Just call me brother or sister."

The children who play in the water here are all children aged six to eight. No matter how old they are, they all go to help with the work. The younger ones are watched by the elderly and are not allowed to play in the water for fear of getting into trouble.

Jiayin looked at the boys and said, "Why do all of your names have the word "Zhi" in the middle?"

Fang Zhigang, the oldest among them, said: "That's right, because we are all from the same clan, our names are arranged according to the genealogy."

Jiayin asked curiously: "Then how is your family tree arranged?"

Fang Zhiyuan rushed to answer: "I know this. Our ranking is: Qingyun has ambitions and virtues. In other words, my great-great-grandfather is from the Qing generation, my grandfather is from the Yun generation, and then my father is from the Qing generation.

Those who are of the same generation, we will be those of the Zhi generation, and when I have a son, he will be of the De generation."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter. Fang Zhiqiang said with a smile: "You have a son, hahaha. When will you have a son? Zhiyuan wants a son, hahaha..."

Zhiyuan's face turned red when he laughed, "I didn't, I just used it as a metaphor to explain it to sister Jiayin!"

Jiayin thought it was funny and started laughing too. Zhiyuan looked at them helplessly and finally couldn't help laughing too.

Then they played stacking stones by the stream to see who could stack them high.

Zhiyuan told Jiayin that stones can easily be stacked high from big to small. As a result, after hearing Jiayin, she immediately moved a stone that was bigger than her and placed it at the bottom.

They were all restrained...