Mai took the wooden stick handed to him by Yang Cheng and marked the location of the pit in front of him. The other tribesmen who were assigned to plant trees also had their own duties.
If someone digs a hole, someone will help fill it.
Green fur and short teeth are one such group.
After Lu Mao dug the pit, Short Ya put a small sapling with soil into the pit. According to Yang Cheng's previous demonstration, he did not let go immediately after putting the sapling into the pit, but instead put the small sapling in the pit. The saplings were being straightened up.
Now it was Lu Mao's turn to take action again. He used the grass he made to fill back the soil piled next to him, and then stepped on the soil to solidify it.
After doing this, the sapling is considered to be planted.
Then the two of them took the grass and a new sapling to be planted and walked to the next pit. In the soil to be excavated, Mai had already inserted a wooden stick into it.
Green Hair and Short Tooth pulled out the sticks, then resumed their previous actions, digging holes, putting in saplings, and burying soil...
Some people are digging the soil, some are filling the soil, and naturally some are watering.
Hua carried a simple pole made of wooden sticks on her shoulders. Two bamboo buckets were hung on the pole, and the bamboo buckets were filled with water.
Carrying this load of water, she walked from the tribe's water collection point to the sapling that Lu Mao and the others had planted before, and put down the simple pole on her shoulders.
Then he took out another small bamboo tube, scooped water from the wooden barrel, pointed it at the sapling that had just been planted, and slowly poured it on it.
Seeing the white, transparent and shining water flowing out of the bamboo tube and falling into the tree pit, Hua felt calm.
If it were in the past, the tribe before her.
Seeing so much clean water in the two bamboo buckets, Hua will definitely look around carefully to see if anyone is paying attention to her, and then find a time when no one else is noticing, and secretly put the bamboo bucket to her mouth. Take a big sip.
It's a shame that such clean water is used to water trees.
But now, Hua will no longer do such things.
After she arrived at the Qingque Tribe, Wu allowed them to drink this clean and delicious water as they pleased, even if their stomachs were full.
Because water is not a problem at all in the Qingque tribe.
However, the only requirement the witch made for them was that they must drink boiled water.
Boiled water is quite delicious, but the only disadvantage is that the freshly boiled water is too hot and needs to be cooled before you can continue drinking it.
But it doesn't matter. Now every day, the tribesmen in the Ministry of Life boil a lot of water early in the morning.
If you have enough, drink!
Not to mention three meals a day, each meal can be eaten to keep the stomach full, and the meals include meat and soup. This would have been unimaginable in the original tribe.
In that tribe, Hua could only eat wild fruits and tree roots every day. Sometimes, he couldn't even eat wild fruits or tree roots, and could only eat soil...
Thinking about it now, she really didn't know how she survived and grew so big.
The flowers were watered with a bamboo tube, and they were watered very carefully.
After watering the tree in front of her, she continued to water the one in front of her. Sometimes she saw that Lu Mao and Short Tooth were careless and planted the sapling a little crookedly.
Hua put the bamboo tube back into the bamboo bucket, stopped watering, and straightened the saplings.
The things Yang Cheng handed down must be completed strictly for every tribe member, and she was no exception.
After straightening the sapling, Hua let go of his hand after confirming that the sapling would not tilt when he let go.
While she was doing these actions, she couldn't help but think of an interesting incident from the past few days in her mind -
A few days ago, after Hong Ya came back, he found her secretly and said that he should give her something and don't let others see it.
Seeing Hongya's mystery, Hua thought he had picked up something valuable, and was about to scold him for not giving it to the witch first.
When I took it, I saw it was a green wild fruit.
This made Hua feel very funny. It was a green wild fruit. In her original tribe, she was tired of eating such green wild fruits.
She prefers eating meat to eating wild fruits.
However, thinking this way, Hua also knew that wild fruits were what the Qingque tribe lacked the most, and Hongya showed her affection for her.
Hua took the wild fruit from Hongya's hand and took a bite. As expected, the taste of the wild fruit was green and not delicious at all, but Hua's heart felt warm and sweet.
And Hongya was very happy when she saw her appearance, and the smile on her face never stopped.
But after being happy for a while, I felt regretful again.
They say there are too few wild fruits. If you pick them now, they will be gone by autumn.
But if he didn't pick it now, there would be many ferocious beasts outside in autumn. He was not afraid that he wouldn't be able to defeat the ferocious beasts, but that the ferocious beasts would destroy the wild fruits.
If only there was a way to solve this problem.
Hua was biting the wild fruit and listening to Afu's chatter. Under this warm feeling, she was also worried about him.
However, the solution to this problem was actually proposed by a witch last night!
The scene described by Wu came to Hua's mind:
Autumn has arrived, the sky is high and the air is crisp, and the fruity aroma floats in from outside the tribe's walls along the wind, filling the entire tribe and immersing the tribe in a rich aroma.
On the hillside outside the tribe, the saplings planted in spring have grown into tall fruit trees. Countless fruits are hanging on the branches, bent and bent. If you reach out and pick them, you will find a huge, red and ripe fruit.
The ferocious beasts in the distance only dared to watch and did not dare to approach. They could only roar from a distance and watch the people of the Qingque tribe harvest the fruits slowly and contentedly.
This scene makes people fascinated just by thinking about it.
The flowers were immersed in imagination and couldn't help themselves, and the watering movements on their hands stopped.
"Flowers! What are you doing? Keep watering?"
Mai's cry could be heard in the distance.
"Huh? Oh!"
Hua reacted, blushed, and hurriedly continued to pour water.
"Hahaha, Hua, do you miss my brother?" Short Ya laughed and teased.
"No!" Hua retorted.
"Stop quibbling, Hua, if you miss my brother, you can go find her now!" Short Ya continued to tease.
"If you keep talking, I'll tell your brother tonight and ask him to take care of you!"
"Hey, don't, don't, don't, I'm afraid..."
"Hahahaha, Short Tooth, you are such a scumbag!"
"You're so stupid? You're absolutely right."
Everyone laughed and made fun of Short Tooth again.
Hua smiled along with them, then hurriedly scooped some water out of the bamboo bucket and poured it on the planted saplings.
But I couldn't help but think of another thing. In the past, why didn't we know that we could transplant fruit trees from the wild and plant them near the tribe?
