I'm doing shopping in the original

Time always passes faster than ordinary people think.

At the beginning of spring, everyone in the tribe was given a new wooden wreath, including the captives, who also had one. The children didn't use it, so they decorated it on the sleigh.Their heads are too small, and the wooden flower crowns can cover half of their faces, so only one is used for hide-and-seek.

They don't have such a strict understanding, except that Uro's house is not allowed to enter casually, including Amber's house, which can be entered whenever they want, not as a residence, but as a usable warehouse.

It's a pity that Amber's room is too small, and it is full of stuff all the year round. Except for business with the leader, few people visit on weekdays.

The white snow has not completely melted, and there are still traces of frost in the grass. Most of the snow has scattered, and it is no longer able to slide smoothly like in deep winter. The incomplete sleigh is completely blocked. Appearance has brought Dongdong a lot of convenience. Amber knows the taste and has not given up on researching the car.

At the beginning of spring, Wu Luo took Hua Helong and Xiao Ku to see the children playing with wooden wheels, and Amber followed her. She looked at the round wooden plates rolling around, but what she thought of was pottery. The slow wheel that turns.

"Try connecting them together to become another kind of car."

Wu Luo only gave this reminder, and left the scene quickly. The children watched their toys being taken away by the adults for research, and stood there in a daze without daring to say a word.Amber had no choice but to assign tasks to them, asking them to follow Chi to play by the river. The river had not completely thawed in the early spring, but it was already very thin. Chi and the others had to patrol around to see if any animals came out to look for food. It's even more dangerous.

The children happily agreed, and soon rushed out in a beehive, ready to catch Chi out and let him lead them out to play.

Flattened boards were stacked on dead grass, and they tried to drill and sand them to join the boxes together, but they were still not very strong.The house is rooted in the soil, and the burnt holes fit it perfectly. It does not need to be bumped many times, and it can withstand a little wind and rain.

But the board is too flat, if the polished mortise and tenon joints are not suitable, it will come out completely with a slight vibration.

Brother Xiaoku is best at things in the pottery workshop. The wheel, which is almost the same as the slow wheel, was thrown to him for research, while Hua and Long just cut the wood boards by themselves, determined to burn large and small holes, and they always fit.

Amber and Chen are still counting time. They lost the concept of time because of a mountain fire before, and Chen did not record it. They only vaguely remember that it was supposed to be planted in spring, but they dragged it to summer.Cotton and some vegetables grow very quickly, but the ears of wheat appear smaller. They hurriedly harvested all the grains, most of which were blue, and the ears of rice were empty, with almost no rice grains, which could only be ground into powder. Barely mixed with water, made into pasta to eat.

This time it should be planted earlier, and Wu Luo said that it should be done after the first rain, so Amber told Chen to record this matter.

After thinking about it, she thought it was not appropriate, so she simply asked Chen to take care of the field. Anyway, it was very simple work, and it only needed hard work, digging the soil, planting seeds, and fertilizing.Chen was very honest and agreed to all of them. Anyway, he also had to do other work on weekdays, but he was flattered by the sudden power.

Uro actually doesn't know much about farm work, and the harvest depends entirely on God's face, so he can't give more good opinions. For this reason, he deliberately read books related to farm work, but different plants are different. We can only experiment. After all, no matter how similar the appearance is, no matter how similar the taste is, the ancestors are the ancestors, and the five grains also need a certain period of time to be domesticated.

A lot of burdens suddenly fell on Hu Po's shoulders. She picked them up and felt that her head was suddenly heavy for some reason. Chen was still obediently staring at the calendar he had drawn.Amber couldn't help sighing, stretched out her hand to grab her hair, and accidentally grabbed a small handful. The withered yellow hair looked a little leaky in her palm, and her face couldn't help but change.

"Wow—it's fallen a lot." Chen poked his head over, his tone was a little fussy, and he said in horror, "The rabbit also bit its own fur before, and then died."

These words made Amber hesitate for a moment, thinking that nothing happened, her heart twitched, and she said slowly, "Chen, you stay here, I'll go and take a look."

The meaning of taking a look is of course to see a doctor, and you can't hide your illness from the doctor. At first, Amber thought that such a trivial matter as hair loss was insignificant, but after being provoked by Chen, she suddenly became a little scared.Who dares to say that she is not afraid of death, anyway, Amber is terribly afraid, she clutches the hair in her palm tightly, the more she thinks about it, the more suspicious she becomes, and she can't help but think back, this is not the first time she has lost so much hair, so she hastened to speed up pace.

Amber's luck is good today. Yan Zheng is sitting in the empty medical room and yawning. He just brushed his teeth and asked Yan Xiaowang to go out for a walk with the dog. Others are doing everything. .

Uro's luck is good or bad, and he got a big can of black sesame paste for breakfast. He accidentally kicked the machine when he was taking the gift, and kicked down twelve bottles of nail polish packed in a carton. The man stared wide-eyed, trying to convert the return of the nail polish into money, but unfortunately the machine was indifferent, so he had to accept it in embarrassment.

No one cares about the beautiful nail polish. Yan Xiaowang was curious and played with it. He painted stars on his arms without a teacher, but he was so scared by the tightness brought by the nail polish that he almost peeled off his skin. He thought he stole the poison made by Yan—when playing in the wilderness, Yan would often find some herbs to make juice, and the juice would become red, swollen and painful when it touched the skin. Yan Xiaowang had suffered several times.

Reluctantly that day, Wu Luo and Yan Rare decided to loosen their muscles and bones, and rode out on an animal to see the mine that was smashed by the meteor, and patrol the surrounding area to see the little monster's territory.

Yan Xiaowang had no choice but to lie weakly on the bed and wait to die that day. Looking at his rough, red and swollen skin, he couldn't help feeling sad.

Fortunately, when Wu Luo and Yan came back, he finally told Yan Xiaowang that this thing would not be fatal, which made the little baby feel relieved, and jumped up vigorously again. If it wasn't so late, he would like to make up for the joy he lost today return.

Since then, the unpopular nail polish has completely become an ornament.

As for that big jar of black sesame paste...

"What's the matter?" Yan put his hands on his face, his tone was still a bit lazy, he and Wu Luo were no more diligent than anyone else, this jar of sesame paste was walnut flavored, and it was produced by some unscrupulous merchant, it tasted like a drink No taste, no taste has been interpreted to the extreme, and it can be directly included in the ranks of health-preserving medicines.

Yan Xiaowang is still young, he likes more sweetness, so he has no preference for it, but Yan and Wuluo eat sesame paste for breakfast, and all their rations fall into the bellies of Yan Xiaowang and the children.

Amber carefully looked at the bowl of black sesame paste, and couldn't tell what was in it for a while. It didn't smell bad, but it wasn't fragrant, and the color was more terrible than mud. She watched Yan use the spoon constantly Stirring, thinking of the medicinal mud before, I couldn't help but tremble, and subconsciously replied, "My hair fell out."

"Oh——" Yan paused his hand, lifted the spoon slightly, and the thick sesame paste dripped down drop by drop. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Hu Po.

Although Amber knew that Yan didn't have any malicious intentions, she felt an indescribable chill every time she looked directly into those eyes. Fortunately, Yan always looked at Wuluo most of the time, which was worse than the little monster's early waking. To blame, Wu never seemed to feel that Yan's eyes were scary, and he didn't even care at all.

Well, both of them are to blame.

Amber secretly praised herself.

"Eat it."

Yan Ping calmly pushed the bowl of black sesame paste over. He hadn't started eating it yet, he was only in the early stage of preparations. Apart from the fact that Wu Luo could drink it calmly, even he needed a lot of courage to drink this nightmare taste.

It's not bad, but the taste is weird and astringent, and it feels dry in the throat.

Amber asked in horror, "Is this for food?"

"Yeah." Yan thought for a while, not sure if those messy rumors were reliable, but he still dealt with Amber very seriously, "It's good for the hair."

Amber gulped down the black sesame paste with a livid face. The taste was unexpectedly bland, not bitter at all. She relaxed a little, wiped her mouth and said, "This will be all right."

Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "You come here every morning to drink a bowl."

"Oh." Amber blinked, and consciously picked up the bowl and went out to wash it.

She thought sadly that it was good to hear Chen's words and went to see a doctor. It seemed that it was really a serious illness.

It just so happened that Wu Luo came to look for Yan, and seeing Hu Po coming out with a bowl, he talked too much about it, "Hu Po, why did you come to see Yan so early in the morning, did something happen?"

"Come to see a doctor." Amber lowered her head, like a frustrated fighting cock, she sighed, "Yan wants me to come and drink medicine every day."

drink medicine?

Uro glanced at the bowl, saw the clues from the residue, and said clearly, "It's okay, it's not a serious illness, it just needs to be raised. Have you lost your hair? It's normal."

Originally, she didn't need a brain to live a life, but now she has to take care of everything everywhere. No wonder Amber lost her hair, which is a very common thing in the first place.

Going bald at most is not life-threatening.

"keep?"

Amber is a bit unfamiliar with this word. She knows that raising means raising a child, but she doesn't quite understand the use of putting it here, so she just nodded clumsily, and walked out again with her head held high.

Before leaving, she heard Wu Luo speak to Yan.

"Wouldn't it hurt you to bully an honest person like Amber?"

"I'm not the one leading her to change."

What do these mean?

Amber has a headache and her hair hurts.