Orc Girl's Tribal Daily Life

Chapter 43 Mao, who woke up late

Jiang Luoluo hadn't considered fishing nets, partly because weaving them was too much work, but there was another, more important reason.

Those who needed to catch fish to fill their stomachs were mostly children no older than fifteen, and they were a group of long-term malnourished children who had not yet awakened their orc bloodline.

The fact that a ten-year-old boy named Zhuang Neng was able to challenge and defeat children from Yu'erdong who were several years older than him shows that, with a few exceptions, the children from Yu'erdong are relatively weak in terms of physical strength and power.

As for the fish in the river... the most common ones are one or two meters long, and even the smallest fish are about the length of an adult man's arm - at least half a meter long.

Fish that are only the size of a palm are fry that have just been born. They can only be found during the breeding season of soft-shelled turtles and in certain specific locations.

If you were to catch fish this size with a trawler... not to mention how big the net would need to be, even a dozen children combined might not be able to pull it up.

However, it's impossible to have adult members of the tribe do this kind of thing. The strength of adult members should be used for more important hunting. Compared to various kinds of meat, soft-shelled turtles are unlikely to make people feel full and satisfied.

So Jiang Luoluo's first thought was fishing. Although Jiang Luoluo herself didn't have a hobby of fishing, she had watched a lot of fishing videos.

Other activities like beachcombing, hoof trimming, and carpet washing are all quite stress-relieving.

There is a type of fishing called hand fishing, which involves pulling the fishing line by hand. This allows you to accurately sense the movement of the fish. You don't need a fishing rod or anything like that. It just requires a relatively strong hand and strength, which is more suitable for the physique of the tribal people.

The key point is that with this fishing method, the children of Yuerdong no longer need to risk going into the river. Even if they encounter a big fish that they can't pull out by themselves, they can call on their companions for help.

Even if only a few out of dozens of children can catch a fish a day, that's enough—you don't think the children in the fish cave can catch fish every day when they go down to the river, do you?

That's in the river! And most of them are large fish, comparable in size to the children in Fish Cave!

Given their size difference, it's surprising that these kids could actually catch fish. In Jiang Luoluo's world, even a particularly strong adult man wouldn't dare to boast that he could wrestle with a fish the same size as himself in the water.

That's why Biao became the King of Fish – he has better fishing skills than the other kids. He can catch fish every time, but he has the highest success rate!

Seeing the scene of sharing food in Yuer Cave shows that there is no option to "eat alone" in Yuer Cave. The stone pot is shared, and the fire needs to be preserved in a specific way. Those who do not want to eat raw food have no choice but to share it.

Little Fish King Biao took out the fish he caught and shared them with everyone. In return, he could choose the food first, taking the most nutritious and delicious parts to fill his stomach, while everyone else had to wait in line behind him.

This is also a kind of guarantee, allowing those who can contribute to gain more strength, thereby hunting more prey and giving back to the entire Fish Cave.

Otherwise, how likely would it be for Biao, who is only eleven years old, to defeat the fourteen or fifteen-year-old children in the Fish Cave if they really fought? He is not a healthy child like Xiaozhuang who has never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood.

The material for the fishing line was a problem, and Jiang Luoluo didn't expect to solve it immediately. She simply added it to her list of things to do, packed her things, and went to the small rocky hill with He.

Jiang Luoluo washed the old burlap backpack because it had been filled with fish innards and other things, and replaced it with a new burlap backpack.

She sewed seven or eight last night, which is more than enough. She also used different sizes of linen and made differences in size.

For example, the little girl Xi's linen backpack was a size bigger than the little boy Zhuang's linen backpack, and the one they were going to give to Mao was bigger than both of theirs.

Looking at herself stuffing two jars of jam into her burlap backpack, and then stuffing several folded burlap backpacks inside... Jiang Luoluo felt like a small vendor selling goods at a stall.

……

"Luo!" The little girl waved to Jiang Luoluo with delight, and when she saw Jiang Luoluo dressed in animal skin clothes, a look of curiosity appeared on her face.

"Luo, you look completely different!"

Jiang Luoluo opened the burlap backpack on her back, took out the burlap backpack she had promised and gave it to the little girl happy, then spread out a piece of grass in her little corner and sat down.

The little girl immediately cheered, "Luo is still Luo! It's the same!"

Jiang Luoluo directly experienced the impact of appearance on people and personally broke this stereotype.

The little boy Zhuang arrived a little late, walking with a limp. As soon as the little girl Xi saw him, she immediately started laughing, "Zhuang, you got beaten up again!"

The little boy Zhuang turned his head away, ignoring the little girl happy. But when he noticed the extra burlap backpack on the little girl happy's back, he immediately turned back and looked at Jiang Luoluo expectantly.

"Hey? Luo, what's wrong with you..." He also noticed Jiang Luoluo's change.

Jiang Luoluo sighed helplessly. It was just a change of clothes; was it really necessary to make such a strange move?

Jiang Luoluo took out the burlap backpack she had prepared for the little boy Zhuang. When Zhuang reached out to take it, she pressed his hand down and pointed to Zhuang's limping leg.

Let me first tell you how I got beaten up.

The little boy scratched his head and chuckled, "The fruit puree smelled so good. When I was making sweet soup this morning, I licked a mouthful from the jar of fruit puree... I really only licked one mouthful!"

The little boy raised his hand and gestured earnestly, his eyes sparkling as he tried to persuade the two little girls in front of him and show his innocence.

Jiang Luoluo and the little girl, however, both looked at the little boy's muscular buttocks... Judging by the force, that bite must have been quite strong.

Jiang Luoluo didn't make things difficult for the little boy Zhuang. After learning why he had been beaten, she immediately gave him the burlap backpack.

As soon as the little boy Zhuangyi got the burlap backpack, he immediately put it on his back, forgetting even the pain in his bottom, and happily ran around with Jiang Luoluo and the little girl for several laps.

The little girl grabbed him, saying, "Be careful they see this, or they'll snatch it away from you."

The little boy Zhuang finally calmed down and obediently admired his new cloth bag. How amazing! He could carry it on his back without affecting his hands, and he could run and jump freely without worrying about things flying out.

Seeing that the little boy had only been strong for a short while, he ran to the edge and filled the burlap backpack with a bunch of stones and grass leaves, experimenting with the use of the burlap backpack, the little girl's brows furrowed involuntarily.

Such a nice cloth bag, and instead of cherishing it, it's just handled so carelessly... It's really infuriating!

Jiang Luoluo found the two of them amusing. She didn't think there was anything wrong with what the little boy Zhuang was doing. A burlap backpack was a tool for carrying things, and it was perfectly normal for a little boy like Zhuang to put different things in it to test its effectiveness.

The little girl's idea is not wrong. After all, it's a new thing, so it's normal to be a little concerned before using it. Once you've used it for a while, you'll naturally be able to put whatever you want in it.

It can only be said that these two people have completely different personalities.

However, this time the little girl was overthinking things. Not many children are interested in burlap backpacks; after all, what family doesn't have a few cloth bags to carry things?

Even if the shape is somewhat novel, it's still just a cloth bag for carrying things—they're still a group of children, what would they put in a cloth bag?

It's not something you can eat, eat, eat.

Mao arrived a little late today. Jiang Luoluo waited for a long time before Mao finally came to Xiaoshishan.

The little girl asked on Jiang Luoluo's behalf, and Mao lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly, "I overslept a little today. Luoluo, have you been waiting for me? I'm sorry."

When he woke up early in the morning, the sky was gloomy and there was not much light. Mao was from a single-parent family. The adults in his family had gone hunting with the hunting team, and he was alone at home.

No one woke him up. It's normal for Mo Yitian to wake up late because his biological clock is out of whack.

Jiang Luoluo felt a little embarrassed upon thinking about this, and quickly handed the burlap backpack she had prepared to Mao.

“This…I…” Mao wanted to refuse, but the cub firmly stated that it was to thank him for helping him all day yesterday.

Not only did he carry Jiang Luoluo to find hot water to soak herbal medicine for her, but he also carefully held Jiang Luoluo's arm to prevent her from hurting herself.

Mao had no choice but to accept it, but deep down he felt that he owed the cub even more.