Chapter Twelve The Journey of Mother Yi
Early in the morning, the wind was cold and thin ice was still frozen in the potholes on the road. It made a creaking sound when stepping on it... Qian Xiaoxing and his group prepared their packages and sat in the carriage and headed towards the Yimu clan.
The carriage lasted more than ten miles, but it was no longer possible to drive in front of me, so I could only walk into the mountain. Everyone got off the carriage and each took backpacks. This backpack was also invention of Qian Xiaoxing. Like a modern bag, it had two straps. The only difference between the backpacks of four people was that Lu Shengzhong's backpack was very large and had a lot of stuff stuffed.
Looking at the Yangchan Mountain Road in front, neither of them could walk side by side. Qian Xiaoxing shook his backpack and asked, "Brother Zhong, have you been to the Yimu clan before? How far is it to go here?"
Lu Shengzhong said with a crutch, "I have been with King Si before. The mountain road is about forty miles, and it will take us two days to get there."
"Two days?" Qian Xiaoxing couldn't help but be amazed. It seemed that the forty-mile mountain road was not so easy to walk on. The four of them each headed towards the Yimu clan with crutches. Lu Shengzhong led the team and Qian Xiaoxing's back, and walked slowly along the mountain road.
After climbing a few mountains, Qian Xiaoxing gasped for difficulty. He climbed up and down the hills, climbing one after another. When Lu Shengzhong saw it, he encouraged: "If you climb a few more mountains, you won't have to climb ahead, so you can save some effort."
"Okay, then stick to it, we will have lunch after climbing the mountain." Qian Xiaoxing gritted his teeth and continued to follow.
After crossing the mountain, it was finally time for lunch. I opened my backpack and took out the pot and pan. After setting the fire, Xu Lingli and Si Yingying started cooking.
Along the way, Qian Xiaoxing had never seen any other pedestrian. After drinking water, he asked, "Brother Zhong, what is the Yi mother clan like? How many people are there?"
Lu Shengzhong replied: "The Yimu tribe is the largest ethnic group here, with a population of about tens of thousands and distributed in several places. However, their patriarchs are all women, and the men have a low status in the Yimu tribe, just like the women here."
Qian Xiaoxing was immediately interested when he heard this. According to Lu Shengzhong's introduction, the Yi mother tribe is probably still a matriarchal clan, mainly women. This matriarchal clan has an advantage, that is, a man can spend the night at the home of the woman he likes.
After hearing this, Qian Xiaoxing couldn't help but start to fantasize, thinking about whether he could go out for a wedding, but he didn't know if the Yimu clan still had this custom, so he asked: "Brother Zhong, can the men in their place spend the night at their homes?"
Lu Shengzhong recalled and said, "I don't know this. If you want to know, you will understand it when you try it this time."
"The big pervert, I just think about this, it's a good meal!" Si Yingying next to him said unhappy when she heard it.
After taking the rice handed over by Si Yingying, I was very hungry all the way up. Qian Xiaoxing finished eating it. After everyone finished eating, they continued to rush. The next road was no longer necessary to climb the mountain, but this road was made of a rock, which allowed only one person to walk along the wall. On the other side was a mountain stream, with a drop of more than ten meters, which was very dangerous.
Qian Xiaoxing stretched his head and looked at it, as if he was standing on the edge of the cliff. He felt very painful. He hurriedly approached the wall and didn't dare to look down, so he groped the rock wall and walked forward carefully. The four of them walked carefully, and the stones at the bottom of their feet occasionally kicked under the cliff, rolling into the mountain stream, splashing a splash of water.
Qian Xiaoxing's feet were sore, and he had too little exercise. He climbed a few mountains at a time and was so tired. Qian Xiaoxing pulled out the three silver rings on his chest and held them in his hands. Thinking of Rulan's tragic death, he felt endless power and quickly followed.
When they walked to the evening, they saw that it was getting late. The four of them found an open place to prepare for the overnight stay. They took out two large pieces of cloth from their backpacks, and Lu Shengzhong cut down some trees as thick as his arms, set up a rack to put the large cloth on it, and the two simple tents were ready.
A bonfire was raised, and the four of them sat down after dinner. Seeing Qian Xiaoxing slapping her legs, Xu Lingli hurried over for a massage. Although Si Yingying's legs were sore, she saw Qian Xiaoxing's enjoyment and scolded: "It's like this after just a few steps. You have to exercise more in the future."
"You need to exercise more," Qian Xiaoxing thought that he was really weak in physical strength, and said to Lu Shengzhong: "Brother Zhong, after I go back, I will practice with the soldiers. The body is the capital of the revolution, so I must practice well."
Lu Shengzhong was embarrassed and asked him to order Qian Xiaoxing to practice. It was really hard to speak, so he said, "Seventh brother, you don't have to go to the battlefield to fight, you don't have to practice anymore."
"Even if I don't go to the battlefield, how can I deal with so many wives in the future if I don't have a good body?" Qian Xiaoxing said with a smile.
"Okay, if you are tired of practicing, stop at any time." Lu Shengzhong had no choice but to agree.
It was dark, and the mountain wind blew the bonfire flames swaying around. The two tents were facing the fire. Qian Xiaoxing hid in Si Yingying and Xu Lingli's tents. The fire was shining, and the tent was very warm.
The four of them talked boredly about family matters, and Si Yingying suddenly asked, "Brother Xing, what name do you want to give your son?"
Qian Xiaoxing was lying in the tent, his feet were raised to Si Yingying's legs. Xu Lingli was hitting her legs with her small fist, but it was very moist. After hearing Si Yingying's question, she thought about it and said, "My son's name is so handsome."
"So handsome, it's so strange. Why did you take this?" Si Yingying asked in confusion.
"Because when others call me, they will call me, such a handsome dad." Qian Xiaoxing smiled.
"If you are shameless, you will know that you are stinky. If you have nothing to do, you can go out to sleep." Si Yingying said.
When Qian Xiaoxing heard this, he said, "Lingli, don't knock on his legs anymore. You don't need your help here, there is nothing to do."
"I mean you have nothing to do, you can go out." Si Yingying said to Qian Xiaoxing word by word.
Qian Xiaoxing turned to Xu Lingli and said, "Lingli, have you heard that? There is nothing to go out."
Xu Lingli looked at Si Yingying in confusion, but didn't know what to do. But when she heard a whisper, Qian Xiaoxing had been kicked out of the tent by Si Yingying.
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I woke up in the morning, and after breakfast, I continued on the way. I walked until the afternoon. Finally, I saw an open land ahead. Lu Shengzhong pointed to the village in front and said, "Seventh brother, we are here. This is the Yi mother tribe."
Qian Xiaoxing looked at it and found that the houses in the village were all stilt houses, made of wood and bamboo, and the roof was covered with thick thatched huts. The thatched huts were sparse and were also built on the mountain behind, with people walking around in the village from time to time.
The four of them were about to enter, but they heard a sharp whistle. Suddenly, more than a dozen men rushed over from the woods on the side of the road, holding spears to surround the four of them.
Qian Xiaoxing looked at these people, wearing animal fur, scattered hair, and various patterns with white paint on their faces. The four of them leaned back to back, looking at these people vigilantly.
"Han people, what are you doing here?" one of the leaders stepped forward and asked.
Lu Shengzhong did not hold a weapon in his hand and clasped his fists and said, "We are Han people from Si State, and we are here to pay special attention to your patriarch."
"People from Si State?" Another person came up and said, "Xu Jie, Si State has always had a good relationship with us. Since we are not from Hu, it doesn't matter, take them away."
Xu Jie waved his hand to the people around him and left, saying to Qian Xiaoxing and others: "Come with me."
Qian Xiaoxing looked at it and said that the man named Xu Jie was full of muscles and dark skin. He had four white bars on his left face. He was not old. It was strange to hear this person's name, but the names of ethnic minorities could not be judged by common sense. Seeing this person, he had some power, as if others listened to him, and did not think much about it and followed him.
Along the way, I saw many people in the village sitting at the door basking in the sun. Some women were flipping their hair for the children, as if they were catching lice. When they saw Qian Xiaoxing and others, they all looked up and watched.
Soon, Xu Jie took them to the front of a big house and said, "Put down all your things, don't bring weapons in, wait here first."
Chapter completed!