Chapter 208 (2/2)
After she took out the tiger skin, the women’s eyes brightened, and their gaze was glued to the skin and couldn’t move away.
One person enviously said, “A’Xi, you’re so lucky. The Patriarch is the bravest man in our clan. Every woman wants to give birth to his child, but he doesn’t want anyone but you.”
Nan Xun had thought that only A’Mang, this smelly rogue, could speak so brazenly but saw she was wrong. The men and women in the tribe all spoke very straightforwardly. If they liked something, they would boldly say they liked it, and if they didn’t like it, they would behave directly.
Just like the other woman, she looked at Nan Xun with eyes full of jealousy and said, “I, A’Xiang, am no worse than her. Why can’t A’Mang look at me? Other women have slept with a lot of men, but I’ve only slept with his good brother A’Bao.”
The woman next to her sneered. “A’Xiang, why are you still thinking about A’Mang? A’Mang said he doesn’t like you, so just give up.”
A’Xiang’s words enlightened Nan Xun.
Fuck, she slept with other men but still dared to yearn for her family, how big is her face?
Nan Xun ignored A’Xiang, whose mouth was full of sour water. She adjusted the tiger skin and began to measure the size. She was going to make a warm and comfortable tiger fur coat for A’Mang.
Men didn’t like to wear long sleeves, even in the winter. So, Nan Xun planned to make a 3/4 sleeve and the jacket would be made into a traditional style cardigan with tie knots.
The extra tiger skin would be made into trousers with laces.
After finishing the tiger skin coat and pants, the remaining scraps of skin were for making boots.
Nan Xun thought it looked very good. When she first started to do it, she almost cried. The needle wasn’t easy to use, and the tiger skin was so thick and airtight that it was difficult to poke a hole in it.
When A’Mang and the other men returned, Nan Xun hadn’t even completed the sleeve, and her hands were poked by the bone needle.
After seeing this, A’Mang didn’t say anything and directly went to grab a handful of herbs, then chewed them into a paste and applied it on her.
The men’s bounty was very abundant. After everyone had a good meal, the extra food was carried by the men into the nearest uninhabited cave.
Although the cannibals didn’t know what a cellar was, Nan Xun found that the cave was located at a relatively low area, so the temperature inside was cool. Thus, it was the best place to store food for the winter.
“A’Xi, are you full?” A’Mang asked, his scorching eyes staring at her.
Nan Xun swallowed. “I’m full and I’ve eaten too much. So, I want to go out for a walk.”
A’Mang’s eyes flickered and immediately responded, “Okay, I’ll accompany you.”
Then, the two went out for a walk hand in hand.
A’Mang grabbed a handful of grass, split it in half, and gave part to Nan Xun. “A’Xi, chew this in your mouth, then spit it out.”
Nan Xun finally understood why his teeth were so white, and why his mouth always had the pleasant scent of grass. It turned out that he chewed this from time to time. It seemed that the grass could remove odors and tartar from his mouth, and could be used as a substitute for toothpaste.
Suddenly, Little Eight interjected like a thief, “Dear da, you say, why did he clean his mouth so well? Don’t you think he wants that next, yi hee hee…”
Nan Xun: …
After Little Eight’s instigation, Nan Xun really looked for something wrong. For example, when they passed through a high fern grass, they couldn’t be seen as long as they lowered their heads a little. It was very convenient for them to stage a fight between evil spirits in the wild.
Another example was that there was a big thick tree nearby that the two could hide behind. If A’Mang pushed her up against it and raised her legs…
Your mother ah, Nan Xun’s entire person was helpless.
She felt that she must have been influenced by a beast with yellow waste in his head.1