One after another, parents called their children to go back to eat, but most of them didn't call. The smell began to waft from the pot. The eyes of these children were fixed on the pot. Bought, like taking root next to the stove, babbling and wanting more.
The bucket of bean sprouts, which had been suspected, all entered their stomachs in a blink of an eye. Those children were still unfulfilled and lingered. Qiuhua remembered the princess's instructions, and each handed out a few seeds, and asked them to go back to find some soil and bury the seeds. Go down and see what grows in a few days.
The children had just eaten the bean sprouts grown from green beans, and they were in high spirits and went home to dig the soil happily one by one.
The next evening, Jiang Rui was staring at the distant setting sun outside the tent. A few small heads were poking their heads not far away. She noticed and nodded lightly at them: "Hassen, Gegan, Uliji."
The Yan family actually remembered their names, and the three children were so happy that they walked out of the corner with blushing faces.
Ha Sen was holding a large pottery bowl with a notch in his hand, and the bowl was filled with soil. Qiqi Ai asked, "Is Sister Qiuhua there? I planted the seeds from yesterday. I don't know what else I need to do?"
"Qiuhua is doing something else, or I'll help you see?"
"Ye's too?" Hasson widened his eyes and handed out the bowl obediently.
Jiang Rui took the bowl and asked, "How are the seeds planted? How deep are they planted?"
Hasson scratched his head and said truthfully, "I'll just put them at the bottom of the bowl and cover with soil."
Jiang Rui shook her head slightly, pointed to the grass on the ground, and said, "We all know that when grass seeds fall on the ground, when they germinate, the roots grow downward, plunge into the soil, shoot up, and burrow out of the ground. At the bottom of the bowl, when its roots grow out, where will it tie?"
Hassan blushed, "I-I didn't expect it."
"It doesn't matter if I didn't expect it." Jiang Rui said in a slow voice, which calmed Hasson's restless heart. "The first day the seed is planted, it has not yet started to germinate. We can just dig it out and plant it again."
She randomly found a dead branch from the ground, dug up the soil in the bowl, found the bottom seed, and then instructed Hasson to bury the seed in a place that was neither too deep nor too shallow.
"Do you know what you are planting?" she asked when the child was digging seriously.
Hasen shook his head, "Sister Qiuhua didn't say, does the Yan family know what it is? I hope it will grow bean sprouts as delicious as yesterday."
Jiang Rui smiled lightly, "It can't grow bean sprouts, but it will taste better than bean sprouts. It's called pumpkin, and it came from overseas. A pumpkin vine can keep bearing fruit from summer to autumn. Human heads are big, round, beautiful, and sweet."
Hassan looked longing, and the other two children were envious.
Jiang Rui added: "But now the pumpkin hasn't grown yet, you need to take good care of it, water it every morning and evening, and when the seedlings grow, burn it with hay and sprinkle it on it. On a bigger site…”
Hassan listened carefully, nodding.
Gegen and Wuliji held back for a long time, and finally when Jiang Rui stopped, they said boldly: "Can you, can you teach us too?"
"Okay, go and show me your seeds first."
The two children jumped up and cheered as they ran: "Sister Yan wants to teach us how to grow delicious food! Master Yan wants to teach us how to grow delicious food!"
Not long after, the dozen or so children yesterday surrounded Jiang Rui with various containers, some with small wooden boxes in their hands, some with dilapidated bowls like Hasson, as well as sheepskin sacks, and even a child. The seeds were planted in the skull of the cow. There were all kinds of strange and varied patterns. Even the children who didn't participate yesterday were surrounded with envy.
So Jiang Rui and the others instructed the dozen or so children on the correct planting method, and then sent a bunch of seeds out.
Every child, the seeds she sends are different. Even if some plants are not adapted to the climate on the grassland, but with such a large base, she conservatively estimates that at least half of them will survive. It will not be long before they will harvest various Such crops that Bei Di has never seen before.
I believe that after seeing this group of children playing like they were able to grow so much food, even the most repulsive person in the clan would have to pay attention to this matter.
From this day onwards, the children of the Di tribe did not run wild after class every day. Every day, they held various strange-shaped containers like precious treasures, and followed Jiang Rui step by step.
Originally, only the children of Hassan and Aruna dared to get close to Jiang Rui, but now, all the children in the clan have become their little tails.
Children have their own things to do, adults are also busy, and they are about to change, they need to do a lot of preparations.
The busy pace was interrupted by a sudden accident.
Previously, Ur Khan had gone to check the summer pasture, and left some tribesmen to guard the field, but just one day before the Di people in the royal court were about to leave the camp, the guards came back covered in blood to report, and the Rong tribe attacked the summer field. And killed their clan!
All the cheerful atmosphere instantly solidified with the arrival of the news, sadness, anger, and raging fire-like fighting intent filled the chests of every Di people.
Ur Khan's face was sinking like water, and he returned to the tent without saying a word. He brought his bow, arrow, dagger and machete. After the other Di warriors saw his actions, they also returned to the tent and brought their own swords. arms.
They were silent, neither saying some pre-war rhetoric nor saying goodbye to their family members, suppressing all emotions to the extreme, just waiting for the moment when they saw the enemy to explode, avenging the dead clansmen and regaining what belonged to them territory and glory.
In the next few days, a heavy atmosphere hung over the royal court. Those children still came to learn how to grow crops from Jiang Rui, but they couldn't even see a smile on their faces.
Qiuhua combed Jiang Rui's hair into a bun, looked at the perfect face in the mirror, frowned and said worriedly, "Princess, do you think sweat can win?"
"I believe he can." Jiang Rui's tone was calm.
"I hope so." Qiu Hua sighed and said to himself, "Why do you have to fight?"
Jiang Rui didn't speak, took off the golden hairpin on her head and replaced it with a plain hosta.
If there are other issues, it is still possible to sit down and negotiate, but if it is related to survival, then you have to fight to the death.
This land cannot feed all people, and to survive, one must step on the bones of others. This is the survival law that belongs to the grasslands, and this is the wolf instinct in the bones of the survivors.
Two days later, when Jiang Rui was about to fall asleep at night, she suddenly heard cheers from outside the tent. She put on her robe and went out, no accident, it was the victory of the Di tribe warrior.
Although everyone was wounded and had blood splattered on their faces, different from the depressing solemnity when they left, the dark blood stains more and more brought out their beast-like bright and sharp eyes, like a murder weapon that had drank enough blood , but also with the hostility of fighting and killing.
She saw Ur Khan who was the leader at once, and it happened that his eyes also came over. The two looked at each other, Jiang Rui nodded slightly, and returned to the big tent.
After a while, Ur Khan came in after explaining what happened outside. The smell of blood on his body was particularly strong, and the original color of his clothes was no longer visible. I don't know if it was someone else's blood or his own.
"Are you injured?" Jiang Rui asked.
"A little injury, don't worry." Ur Khan said indifferently.
In fact, the small wound in his mouth was drawn from the chest to the waist and abdomen, and the flesh of the wound rolled outward. Because the horse came back all the way, the movements were rude, and blood was still leaking out, like a big bloody mouth, very scary .
Qiuhua brought water in with two little servants, and when they saw the wound on his body, the three of them turned pale at the same time, and almost knocked the hot water over.
Jiang Rui took a closer look. There were brown grass stains around the wound, like herbs to stop bleeding, but the effect was obviously not good.
Ur Khan was worried about scaring her, and was about to wrap it up casually, but was glanced at by Mrs. Ye with a frown and stopped.
Jiang Rui got up, instructed Qiuhua a few words, and then looked at Urhan and said, "Although the wound didn't hurt the vital point, if it is not treated in time, it is very likely that pus will turn into inflammation, and then it will be serious."
Ur Khan was about to say that the hemostatic herb had been smeared, but when he saw Yan's face, he swallowed the words again.
Qiuhua quickly presented the items she needed. Jiang Rui first cleaned Urhan's wound, poured a layer of gold sore medicine, and then wrapped his entire upper body with a long gauze.
Although Ur Khan was very happy that the Yan family cared about him, such a cumbersome treatment was a bit of a fuss. Just as he was about to speak, he saw that she took out another golden needle and compared it in front of him, saying, "If the wound opens again, then I will I can only sew it for you with a needle."
Ur Khan consciously swallowed the words again.
He always felt that there were some uneasy emotions hidden under Mrs. Ye's calm expression tonight. Although he didn't know what it was, his intuition told him that it was best to be obedient at this time.
Of course, this is not to say that he is afraid of the Ye family, just an excellent male wolf, and he must be generous with his partner's emotions.
Don't make her angry.
The author has something to say:
Lao Jiu: Are you afraid of your wife? Joke, there is no word for fear of wife in my dictionary!