After hearing what Hu Jiaojiao said, the animals nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Hu Jiaojiao no longer was polite to them.
After estimating the size of the material, he said:
"Chief, I need 300 large bluestones, 300 small bluestones, and 50 buckets of rough stone and clay sand first."
Except for the bluestone, all other materials were brought back in buckets.
However, this bucket is not the small bucket that Hu Jiaojiao uses to hold fish, but a stone bucket as big as a bathtub, half a person's height. It is estimated that one bucket can hold several hundred kilograms.
Although several hundred kilograms is heavy for humans, it is a piece of cake for male orcs. They can hold it up with two hands and run wildly in the forest.
"No problem." The patriarch nodded and agreed.
As for the orcs who come to help, Hu Jiaojiao is not responsible. The tribe leader will help select them.
Because she only teaches the orcs who help, the chief will definitely choose skilled people to help, so that they can help the tribe build more stone houses in the future.
After some discussion, Hu Jiaojiao decided on it temporarily.
It took five days to move the materials, and five days later we started building the stone house.
Orcs are good at hands-on work and have great strength. Hu Jiaojiao estimates that the stone house will be built in less than a month, so that they can at least live in a warm big stone house in the winter.
There is still a month left before winter, and the orcs can still build their own stone houses. Although not every orc can build one, it should be enough for the females to live in.
Males are very cold-resistant, so they can stay in the cave and wait until next year before slowly building a stone house.
Before leaving, Hu Jiaojiao asked the orcs to help transport the materials out of the yard.
She couldn't live with all these things piled up in the yard.
The orcs looked apologetic and said they had not thought about this, and quickly carried the things out of the yard.
After some trouble, the yard finally became quiet.
Hu Jiaojiao was thinking about Long Mo and was about to look for him, but she saw a cold and aloof figure coming back with his back to the setting sun, and his elongated shadow revealed a bit of coldness and loneliness.
She noticed that Long Mo was still holding a stone bucket in his hand.
The difference from just now was that the fish in the stone bucket had been killed, the scales and internal organs removed, and it was cleaned thoroughly.
Hu Jiaojiao was slightly stunned. It turned out that he had just... gone to the river to kill fish
She trotted over and stopped beside him, and their shadows, one tall and one short, overlapped.
Looking straight ahead, Hu Jiaojiao could only see Long Mo's wheat-colored chest, which was covered with sweat emitting hormones. She immediately looked away and lowered her head guiltily.
"Long Mo, thank you for finding the materials to build the stone house."
Hu Jiaojiao looked at her toes and a crisp sound came out.
Long Mo looked down at the petite female in front of him. She was like a delicate flower that would wither at the slightest touch, making people want to take good care of her.
For a moment I forgot to respond.
"Let me get these fish. You've worked hard these days. Just go and take a rest."
While thinking, Hu Jiaojiao reached out to take the stone bucket from his hand.
Thinking of Long Mo working so hard to find those materials in a corner unknown to him, Hu Jiaojiao felt a little ashamed. She always thought that Long Mo was just a villain who killed people without blinking an eye, and never thought that he also contributed a lot to this family.
He was just a little sharp-tongued, but he never missed a single jot of work, including food, clothing, and daily necessities for the family.
I am just an outsider who entered the original body halfway. What right do I have to be angry with him
Unexpectedly, before her hand touched the stone bucket, Long Mo dodged it.
Hu Jiaojiao lowered her head even more. As expected, he still hated her as much as before, without any change.
She was just turning around in despair when she heard a low, hoarse voice above her head:
“You don’t have to do these things.”
Hu Jiaojiao paused, and before she could react to what Long Mo meant, she heard him continue:
"Also... the clothes you make are very beautiful. I shouldn't have said those nasty words. I'm sorry."
A low, pleasant, apologetic voice reached Hu Jiaojiao's ears, and it was like a spell that froze her completely.
etc!
Did she hear it right
The villain actually apologized to her!!
"I saw Ying Yuan was wearing the same clothes, so I thought you did it for him, and that's why you said that in anger. If you're still angry, I... can leave the tribe."
Seeing that Hu Jiaojiao didn't move, Long Mo thought she was still angry and continued to explain.
Hearing this, Hu Jiaojiao quickly raised her head and said, "No, you must not leave the tribe!"
She had finally gotten Long Mo to come back, if she let him go, wouldn't all her efforts be wasted!
After she finished speaking, she noticed that Long Mo was looking at her deeply. She looked away guiltily and continued:
"I'm not angry anymore. You can just stay at home. Anyway... we are going to build a stone house anyway, and we can't do without you."
Hearing her words, Long Mo pursed his thin lips and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The last sentence echoed in his mind, and his thin lips couldn't help but curl up into a smile.
Fox Jiaojiao tilted her head and stared at the shadow on the ground, feeling as if there was a little man beating a drum in her heart.
What's going on
Why did she feel that the villain didn't hate her at all
On the contrary...it gave her the illusion that he was jealous.
That's not right! The script is not like this!
Hu Jiaojiao shook her head and quickly threw away these terrible fantasies. It must be because Long Mo was too handsome that she had hallucinations.
Even if Long Mo doesn't hate me anymore, it's impossible for him to be jealous of me!
She can't be too narcissistic.
If other people knew this, they would probably laugh their heads off.
"By the way, wait a moment." Hu Jiaojiao suddenly remembered something, her ears turned red, and she fled from Long Mo's sight.
Long Mo looked puzzled and returned to the yard carrying the stone bucket.
After a while, Hu Jiaojiao came out in a hurry again.
When he saw what she was holding, Long Mo was stunned, and a hint of surprise appeared on his cold face.
"You... didn't throw it away?"
What Hu Jiaojiao was holding in her hand was the animal skin clothes that she had given him last time.
He had just searched under the beds in both cabins but couldn't find it. He thought it had been thrown away by Hu Jiaojiao.
She had kept it in the house...
"How can I throw away the clothes I worked so hard to make? Even if you don't want them, the kids can wear them when they grow up."
Hu Jiaojiao muttered softly and handed the clothes over, not daring to look at Long Mo's expression.
The clear voice was as sweet as the song of an oriole, and asked softly:
"Since you don't mind it being ugly, do you still want it? If not, I won't do it for you in the future."
Long Mo looked at Hu Jiaojiao with a sharp gaze. Without waiting for her to finish speaking, he immediately reached out to take the clothes, holding them in his palm carefully as if they were a treasure, as if he was afraid that she would take them back.
The deep voice answered without hesitation:
"Yes! I want it in the future too!"