Chapter 65
(21.3)
Compared to the matter of s*x, she now cared more about other things that were closely related to her daily life, and although they used to seem to be small things, but here, they were really no longer trivial.
First, there was the problem of the shoes on her feet. After wearing those heavy fur boots for two days, Mu Qing could finally take them off and change back into her own shoes. But she was inspired by the boots, so she picked a lot of vines and boiled them in water, to increase the flexibility and softness of the vines. She waited for them to dry in the shade and then took them to Naduo for her to help her.
With the pitiful vocabulary she had just learned and a drawing on the ground, Naduo was able to understand her intention and helped her weave a pair of soles. Mu Qing herself used vines to make a few thin braids which she inserted into the soles, and then she firmly fixed them with needle and thread. A pair of flip-flops was made.
Naduo’s hands were very skilled, and the vines used for the bottom of soles were tightly braided together. Mu Qing tried to walk a few steps with them, and felt very light, her feet were cool. Except for the fact that they would wear out easily, she was very satisfied with everything else. The walking problem was temporarily solved like this.
Some women in the tribe, when they saw the shoes felt it was interesting and new, so they learned how to do it to wear it, but they were used to walking barefoot, and within two days, they all threw away their pair of flip-flops to start walking barefoot again.
Mu Qing simply collected all the abandoned flip-flop and kept them for when the pair on her feet gets damaged, so she could change into those.
When the shoe problem was solved, Mu Qing then became concerned about her hair.
Although she didn’t comb her hair a hundred times like Mammy taught Scarlett to do in Gone with the Wind, but every day before going to bed, as long as she still had the energy, she would use an ebony comb to comb her long hair before going to sleep.
In the past half a month, she didn’t see any woman using a comb, and it seemed like they didn’t care about haircare. They either were randomly using a fork or something else to messily tie their hair up on the top of their heads, or they casually tied their hair behind their head. When their hair was so long they felt it was inconvenient, they would take a sharpened stone knife and rub it back and forth to cut their hair off.
Mu Qing had no other choice, but to use her fingers to comb her hair one way or another, and then braid them behind her back, it helped her stay cool, but she always felt her hair was unkempt and that something was lacking.
She wasn’t sure where they got it from but one day, Li Mang and his companions came back with a giant fish, it looked like it was dozens of pounds heavy. They used a large clay pot to make a fish soup. Each family had a share of soup and a piece of fish meat. Mu Qing was not interested in the bland fish soup and meat, but the next day when she saw the fish bones, abandoned on the ground, she had a good idea.
She chose a thick and strong fish backbone, washed the bones, and then polished the spiked head with stone to smooth it. In the end, a decent fishbone comb was made. She tried to comb her long hair with it, and although it didn’t work as well as the wooden comb she had before, but it was way better than using her five fingers.
At night, she took it out before going to bed, intending to comb her hair before going to sleep. Li Mang noticed this thing, at first he didn’t know what she was going to do with it, and was a little curious, but when she showed him what to do with it, he immediately lost interest, and laid down to sleep.
Mu Qing did not follow him and forced him to sit up, before kneeling behind him to comb his hair. From the very beginning, she couldn’t stand his messy hair, there was no way before, but with this existing tool, she naturally had to tidy his messy hair. At least she would feel his hair more pleasing to the eye when she sees it.
Li Mang was obviously not very appreciative, and every time she combed his hair, he gritted his teeth, and twisted his body awkwardly, visibly reluctant. At a glance, only a few strokes were needed to finish, but he suddenly turned around and hugged her waist.
The fishbone comb that Mu Qing made broke a bone, making her so angry that she kept beating him on the shoulder. Li Mang laughed loudly, his expression looked like a child successful in his mischief.
Chapter 65
(21.3)
Compared to the matter of s*x, she now cared more about other things that were closely related to her daily life, and although they used to seem to be small things, but here, they were really no longer trivial.
First, there was the problem of the shoes on her feet. After wearing those heavy fur boots for two days, Mu Qing could finally take them off and change back into her own shoes. But she was inspired by the boots, so she picked a lot of vines and boiled them in water, to increase the flexibility and softness of the vines. She waited for them to dry in the shade and then took them to Naduo for her to help her.
With the pitiful vocabulary she had just learned and a drawing on the ground, Naduo was able to understand her intention and helped her weave a pair of soles. Mu Qing herself used vines to make a few thin braids which she inserted into the soles, and then she firmly fixed them with needle and thread. A pair of flip-flops was made.
Naduo’s hands were very skilled, and the vines used for the bottom of soles were tightly braided together. Mu Qing tried to walk a few steps with them, and felt very light, her feet were cool. Except for the fact that they would wear out easily, she was very satisfied with everything else. The walking problem was temporarily solved like this.
Some women in the tribe, when they saw the shoes felt it was interesting and new, so they learned how to do it to wear it, but they were used to walking barefoot, and within two days, they all threw away their pair of flip-flops to start walking barefoot again.
Mu Qing simply collected all the abandoned flip-flop and kept them for when the pair on her feet gets damaged, so she could change into those.
When the shoe problem was solved, Mu Qing then became concerned about her hair.
Although she didn’t comb her hair a hundred times like Mammy taught Scarlett to do in Gone with the Wind, but every day before going to bed, as long as she still had the energy, she would use an ebony comb to comb her long hair before going to sleep.
In the past half a month, she didn’t see any woman using a comb, and it seemed like they didn’t care about haircare. They either were randomly using a fork or something else to messily tie their hair up on the top of their heads, or they casually tied their hair behind their head. When their hair was so long they felt it was inconvenient, they would take a sharpened stone knife and rub it back and forth to cut their hair off.
Mu Qing had no other choice, but to use her fingers to comb her hair one way or another, and then braid them behind her back, it helped her stay cool, but she always felt her hair was unkempt and that something was lacking.
She wasn’t sure where they got it from but one day, Li Mang and his companions came back with a giant fish, it looked like it was dozens of pounds heavy. They used a large clay pot to make a fish soup. Each family had a share of soup and a piece of fish meat. Mu Qing was not interested in the bland fish soup and meat, but the next day when she saw the fish bones, abandoned on the ground, she had a good idea.
She chose a thick and strong fish backbone, washed the bones, and then polished the spiked head with stone to smooth it. In the end, a decent fishbone comb was made. She tried to comb her long hair with it, and although it didn’t work as well as the wooden comb she had before, but it was way better than using her five fingers.
At night, she took it out before going to bed, intending to comb her hair before going to sleep. Li Mang noticed this thing, at first he didn’t know what she was going to do with it, and was a little curious, but when she showed him what to do with it, he immediately lost interest, and laid down to sleep.
Mu Qing did not follow him and forced him to sit up, before kneeling behind him to comb his hair. From the very beginning, she couldn’t stand his messy hair, there was no way before, but with this existing tool, she naturally had to tidy his messy hair. At least she would feel his hair more pleasing to the eye when she sees it.
Li Mang was obviously not very appreciative, and every time she combed his hair, he gritted his teeth, and twisted his body awkwardly, visibly reluctant. At a glance, only a few strokes were needed to finish, but he suddenly turned around and hugged her waist.
The fishbone comb that Mu Qing made broke a bone, making her so angry that she kept beating him on the shoulder. Li Mang laughed loudly, his expression looked like a child successful in his mischief.
