Ye rummaged through the rattan frame for clothes for a while and took out a set of old linen dresses that she had worn. She folded them neatly and turned around to hand them to the little witch, only to find that she was staring at the pile beside her bed.
Small pottery figurines and rattan toys are in a daze.
"Yiga!"
Ye put the clothes into the hands of the little witch, thought for a moment, chose an ugly little pottery figurine from the bedside, put it on the clothes, and said: "I will give you one!"
The little witch was silently stunned for a long time, her eyes slowly turned red, and finally she said softly: "Thank you... Xie Ga!"
"Go back and change your dirty clothes... go to the well... and wash them!" Ye gestured to the well outside the door.
The little witch understood. After nodding, she carefully held the clothes and was about to turn around and go out when Ye's voice came from behind.
"You put on feathers?"
The little witch stopped and turned around, her face very confused.
Ye made a gesture of putting feathers on his head.
The little witch blushed slightly and quickly shook her head.
Ye nodded with a relieved expression on his face and said, "I want to fuck!"
The little witch didn't know what to say, so she could only smile cautiously. Seeing that Ye didn't speak any more, she cautiously exited the room.
She was confused. She didn't know why Ye suddenly said this to her.
She was once the inheritor of a great witch. She was warned from a young age not to approach men, otherwise it would be blasphemy.
Although she has now lost her identity and status as a witch, as well as her great witch scepter, what does this have to do with adulthood?
In addition, she is safe now. She is even more worried about whether her sister will have any accidents or even encounter mishaps if she stays alone in the Uzbek tribe.
The little witch was filled with anxiety and returned to her bedroom holding the clothes that Ye sent. Looking at the empty room, she felt a little overwhelmed and even started to feel scared.
"Have you changed it?"
Ye's voice sounded outside the door, and then Ye walked in. He saw the little witch still sitting on the bed in a daze, and couldn't help but frown and said: "Quick, change and I'll help you wash it!"
"oh!"
The little witch quickly took off her dirty old clothes.
Ye looked at the dark red birthmark that looked like a snake on the little witch's back shoulder, and stepped forward to touch it with surprise on her face.
"Ah~~"
The little witch screamed in fright and almost fell to the ground.
Ye held her steady and muttered with disdain on his face: "You are timid and you don't know how to do anything..."
The little witch blushed and hurriedly put on the dress sent by Ye.
Ye ignored her and went out with the dirty old clothes in his arms, going to the well to fetch water for cleaning. The little witch came out ashamed and nervous and stood by the well, feeling at a loss.
In the past, when wearing fur, there was no tradition of cleaning it.
Linen clothes were only started to be worn after summer. There was very little linen in the tribe, and they were exchanged with the Ba tribe on Mother's Day. Currently, in the entire Uu tribe, except for the patriarch and some tribal leaders, only Da Wu and her sisters can wear them.
, the clothes are naturally very rough and simple to sew, but compared to animal skins, they are still much lighter, cooler and more comfortable.
But I only have this set of clothes, and they have never been washed since I put them on.
This kind of linen, which is very precious and rare in the Uzbek people, is more abundant than animal skins in the Ba people. Everyone has several sets of clothes that can be changed and washed.
"The clothes are so dirty!"
While Ye was washing, she couldn't help but complain about Digu.
The little witch understood and became even more ashamed. She was helpless and lowered her head and did not dare to speak.
"Chen Ga asked me to help you, but you have to... learn to do laundry by yourself..."
Ye stopped washing clothes and gestured to her to communicate.
"Um!"
The little miko grabbed the hem of her skirt and nodded vigorously.
Ye quickly washed the dirty clothes and hung them on the clothes pole, then turned around and went to the granary to do some calculations. The little witch walked around behind her, as if she had finally found someone who was willing to talk to her.
In the evening, before the sun was about to set, the sound of horns was heard in the distance.
This was the signal for Xu Chen and a group of men to call it a day and go home.
A group of children pushing strollers ran outside the yard with excited screams, and a group of monkeys also squeaked and jumped up and down excitedly.
Every day when Xu Chen and the others come back, they always bring some wild fruits. This is the happiest moment for a group of children and monkeys.
Ye also lost the ceramic plate and ran out of the warehouse.
The little witch, wearing Ye's slightly loose clothes, followed behind Ye and walked through the passage in front of the big wolf and the second wolf fearfully.
"Woooooo~~"
The melodious sound of the horn got closer and closer, and half an hour later, a dragon flag fluttering in the wind appeared on the river beach a few hundred meters away.
The children happily pushed the stroller towards the wide river beach.
A pony was tied to a small tree on the river beach and was grazing leisurely. When it heard the cheers of the children, it also stamped its hooves and neighed.
The weeds on the river beach have begun to turn yellow.
The golden sunset shines obliquely against the mountain ridges, and the golden sunshine fills the river beaches and valleys.
The clear river water shone with golden light in the setting sun.
Over the valley, wild geese and wild ducks were arranged in neat formation, hooting and flying south.
There are also countless wild birds returning to their nests on the river beach and surrounding mountains.
In the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, birds and smoke began to rise.
The women who had returned from collecting had already started preparing for dinner.
The valley that had been peaceful all day suddenly became extremely lively and alive at this moment.
What kind of liveliness and tranquility is this?
The little witch looked at the children running toward a group of men, and watched Ye desperately waving and calling in the distance.
The tension and fear in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
She remembered what the great witch said to himself shortly before his death.
"God is walking..."
The god did not leave, but it began to take over the Guba people.
The peaceful, harmonious and prosperous Ba people are a happiness that is completely unavailable to the Uzbek people.
There are always endless conflicts between ethnic groups within the Uzbek ethnic group. Almost every day, people go to the witch to complain, with all kinds of dissatisfaction, all kinds of anger, and all kinds of accusations. It seems that their lives are not satisfied at all.
But this situation is not seen at all among the Ba people.
Everyone is close and harmonious, everyone is equal and selfless, they work hard and never complain, everyone has a vibrant spirit, everyone is actively busy for the development of the tribe, and there is never any need for anyone to arrange it.
and supervision.
Especially a group of men, who come home every day shivering from exhaustion, but still look lively and cheerful, never complaining about their hardships.
This is almost impossible to see among the Uzbek people.
Although there are many men in the Uzbek tribe, most of them are lazy. They muddle along and do not hunt hard to get more food.
The women are busy collecting and taking care of the old and the young, and they complain about all kinds of unfairness all the time.
It seems that there is a kind of anger and resentment accumulated within the entire Uzbek ethnic group, but there is no place to vent it.
There are always complaints and accusations between people, between families, and even between leaders and patriarchs.
In the past, the great witch suppressed them, but after the great witch died, this pressure fell on the shoulders of the sisters.
But now, she has escaped from the Uzbek tribe.
But my sister is still there. I wonder if she will be discovered?
Because once the secret between the two is discovered, she will most likely die.
War between the Uzbek and Ba ethnic groups is also inevitable.
Should I tell Xu Chen this secret?
After all, she couldn't bear the outcome of being exposed, and the Wu and Ba people couldn't bear it even more.
The Great Witch absolutely does not want to see the alliance fall apart, let alone suffer heavy casualties between each other.
If there is anyone in this world who can save my sister, only the magical and mysterious Xu Chen can do it.
Watching the young men approaching, they were surrounded by a group of men, chatting and laughing and distributing wild fruits to the children.
The little witch suddenly made up her mind.
"Hey, you two are wearing the same clothes, I almost thought you were wrong!"
Xu Chen, who was approaching, looked at the little witch and Ye standing together, looking very surprised and surprised.
"I...I am dirty!" The little witch blushed and lowered her head in shame.
"well done!"
Xu Chen stretched out his hand to rub Ye's hair, but when he reached halfway, he hesitated and was about to take it back. Ye grabbed Xu Chen's hand and pressed it on the top of his head, and gently rubbed it back and forth a few times.
"Quack, quack, quack..."
A group of men and a group of children burst into laughter.
Xu Chen was also dumbfounded. He took the initiative to rub it with his hands a few times and said, "You have grown up, but you still look like a child!"
Ye Duzui: "I haven't even put on my feathers yet!"
Xu Chen nodded and said with a smile: "Mother Ba Gaga is too busy, don't be in a hurry, I will definitely plug it in for you before the Witch Lord Conference!"
"I want to hurry up too!" Ye smiled cheerfully, holding Xu Chen's arm and walking back with a large group of people.
The little witch was among a group of people, looking at the two people's intimate backs, her eyes filled with envy.