This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 263 - 170: Ox Plowing the Field

Chapter 263: Chapter 170: Ox Plowing the Field

After dealing with the Mantis Tribe, winter had quietly descended.

After the heavy snow sealed the mountains, the Vine Tribe, like every winter before, continued their efforts as ordinary tribesmen crafted various tools while the warriors fished and hunted during the winter to provide more food for the tribe.

It’s worth mentioning that because food was relatively abundant, Jiang Xuan selected some skilled wanderers outside the Vine Wall to join the Vine Tribe to polish stone tools, craft weapons, and sew beast hide clothing for the tribe.

As for those wanderers without skills, Jiang Xuan left them a means of survival by having them work for the Vine Tribe.

Polishing stone tools and beast bone tools is a very time-consuming task, and to make enough tools for the entire tribe requires a significant investment of time.

Therefore, Jiang Xuan distributed some stones and bones, allowing those wanderers to polish them day and night in exchange for a little food or beast hide, so they wouldn’t starve or freeze to death.

At the same time, Jiang Xuan allowed these wanderers to trade with members of the Vine Tribe.

For example, some wanderers, if luck permitted, found better stones or beast bones in the forest.

They could bring these stones and beast bones to exchange with the Vine Tribe for food, beast hide, or even salt.

Relying on employment and trade, some strong and lucky wanderers managed to survive this winter.

As for those who were weak and unlucky, they were only left to be eliminated by nature.

Because even if they worked hard to obtain a little survival resources, they could very likely have them snatched away by stronger people.

This is the sorrow of being weak.

No matter whether people lived well or poorly, time always passed at its own pace, little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the cold and torturous winter had passed.

Many people fell into eternal slumber during winter, but many others endured and awaited spring’s arrival.

...

In the fifth year of the Vine Tribe’s founding, at the beginning of January.

"The sun has come out!"

"We’ve finally made it through!"

As the long-lost sun warmly graced the earth and the ice began to melt, the wanderers outside the Vine Wall jumped up in excitement.

Winter was desperate, as beneath the snow’s blanket, finding any food was incredibly difficult.

Spring was different. Even if eating grass roots, wild vegetables, or insects, there were always ways to survive.

In the Vine Tribe, Jiang Xuan engraved a line on the new bamboo slips he made during winter: The fifth year of the Vine Tribe, January 1st, clear.

"Fifth year already!"

After carving, Jiang Xuan felt deeply moved.

When he first arrived in this world, faced with various traps, he didn’t know how he’d survive.

Yet in the blink of an eye, four to five years had passed.

Despite various difficulties and dangers, he had made it through,

and the Vine Tribe had grown from the original five people to over two thousand and was still expanding.

"Squeak..."

Jiang Xuan opened his house door and felt exhilaration under the courtyard’s sunlight.

"Chirp..."

Tang Yuan emerged from the giant bird’s nest in the bamboo shed, enthusiastically flapping its wings, sending snow in the courtyard flying everywhere.

In another bamboo shed, the Black Wind Rhinoceros Crescent lay in its nest, shaking off the snow on its head with a helpless snort, exhaling two streams of warm breath from its nostrils.

In terms of size, it couldn’t compare to Tang Yuan, and in combat power, it was even more outmatched, so even if dissatisfied, it could only endure.

Tang Yuan held its head high, not even glancing at Crescent.

It skillfully opened the courtyard gate, then slipped through the repeatedly widened main entrance, running towards the open ground in front of the altar and taking off directly.

It couldn’t wait to search for fresh prey.

"Crescent, let’s go out for a stroll too."

Jiang Xuan called out, and Crescent immediately stood up from the nest, shook its fur, and approached Jiang Xuan, kneeling so he could climb on.

Once Jiang Xuan was seated, Crescent rose again, taking him outside.

Although the sun was already up, only a small portion of the ice and snow had melted, and many bamboo bent or broken under the weight of the snow were visible everywhere.

Thankfully, the Vine Tribe had cleared a very wide path in the bamboo forest long ago, or getting out would have been challenging.

Outside the bamboo forest, most of the Vine Tribe’s people had come out to bask in the sun.

Jiang Xuan walked to the houses on the tribe’s left side, seeing Gou Teng and Fu Ling, with Fu Ling holding their child.

Jiang Xuan jumped off Crescent’s back, walked over to Fu Ling, and looked at the child she was holding.

"Oh, little Tian Dong is growing fast!"

In just over four months, Tian Dong had transformed from a wrinkled infant into a plump, round baby.

With a round face, long eyelashes, big eyes, a cute little nose, rosy lips, and chubby lotus root-like hands, he was very adorable.

Fu Ling laughed and said, "Thanks to the tribe’s ample food, we eat well."

The Vine Tribe afforded privileges to pregnant women, nursing mothers, and infants, ensuring they had plenty to eat, even during winter, with fresh fish and beast meat caught during winter.

Jiang Xuan shook Tian Dong’s little hand, saying, "Grow up quickly and become a brave and strong warrior!"

At that moment, little Tian Dong grinned, his innocent smile uplifting everyone’s mood.

Beside him, Gou Teng also smiled, having matured significantly since becoming a father, acting more responsibly.