Chapter 312: then translation of title

Changye, who was tidying baskets together with the slaves, heard Wu Yue call him and quickly handed what he was holding to the child beside him before running over.

He looked at Wu Yue somewhat nervously, as if afraid he had done something wrong just now: 'You called me.'

Wu Yue nodded, then pointed to a basket on the ground and said: 'This is some food I prepared earlier; take it back and distribute it to those who worked today.'

Changye looked incredulously at the basket full of food, his eye sockets uncontrollably hot, his throat seeming to be choked: 'Give... give it to us?'

Around, slaves also heard their conversation, and some slaves even dropped their baskets from shock.

When have slaves ever received food for working for the tribe's people?

Wu Yue didn't know the tribe's customs, but she knew that today's successful construction of the drying oven was entirely thanks to the slaves' help.

Alright, go back quickly; the sky is a bit overcast, maybe it will rain later, so distribute the food to everyone as soon as possible.

Having said that, she turned and went straight into the house; Qingcao and Aya, two thick-skinned ones, again mooched a meal at home.

Watching Wu Yue's departing figure, Changye wiped his face, picked up the basket at his feet, and walked toward the slaves.

He actually distributed the food right there by the drying oven.

A slave tremblingly stuffed the wild vegetable dumpling in his hand into his grass skirt, a smile appearing on his numb face.

This dumpling can be taken home for his partner to eat.

The remaining slaves, after a moment's hesitation, ate the vegetable dumplings in their hands.

Considering that carrying soil from the back mountain today was tiring, Wu Yue's wild vegetable dumplings were made large and generous.

The slaves actually had a rare full meal.

Changye looked at the drying oven they had painstakingly built, thinking of Wu Yue's earlier remark about rain, and looked at the slaves still licking their fingers around him, saying: 'Lady Wu Yue just said it might rain later.'

Let's go gather some grass and big leaves to make a shelter, so we don't let this hard-built stove get ruined by rain.

Changye is the leader of this squad, and because he can speak up in front of Wu Yue, the slaves trust him greatly.

Moreover, having just eaten Wu Yue's food, everyone naturally is willing to contribute their strength.

Thus, under Changye's leadership, they went to gather materials for building the shelter.

The rain indeed began to drizzle down after Wu Yue saw off Qingcao and Aya.

Thinking of the drying oven they had just finished building today, Wu Yue frowned with some regret.

She had told Changye and the others about the rain, but she herself forgot to take any rain precautions.

She grabbed a grass mat from inside the house and ran toward the drying oven behind the house, hoping it hadn't gotten wet.

But after turning the corner, what met her eyes was a crude grass shelter that nevertheless protected the entire drying oven.

A smile unbidden appeared in her eyes; although these slaves lived hard lives, the kindness in their hearts had always existed.

Holding the grass mat above her head, Wu Yue hurried home.

The next morning, after eating, she headed toward the chieftain's house.

In the basket at her side were the mushrooms she had gathered yesterday with Qingcao and Aya.

Upon arriving at the chieftain's cave and calling for a while, she saw no beasts, which made Wu Yue a bit puzzled.

Could they have gone out to gather and hunt?

Thinking that, she turned and headed home, planning to come back later.

But she hadn't gone far when two half-beast warriors stopped her: 'Yue, the chieftain and the shaman summon you.'

Wu Yue looked at them doubtfully: 'Looking for me? Where?'

The half-beast warriors nodded: 'In the shaman's cave.'

Following the two half-beast warriors toward the shaman's cave, as they neared it they heard angry shouts, and the voice was very familiar.

Aya?

This voice was indeed Aya's, who had gathered with her and Qingcao yesterday; her voice sounded off.

Wu Yue hurried into the cave and saw Aya being held by her half-beast partner, kicking her legs and repeatedly lunging at Ye Duo.

What's going on?

Wu Yue's voice echoed in the cave; Aya immediately stopped jumping, shoved her partner aside, and ran to Wu Yue's side: 'Yue, early this morning Ye Duo brought several people over and took away the mushrooms I gathered yesterday, even bringing them to the shaman, insisting they were poisonous.'

Aya finished her complaint feeling wronged, but got no support from her partner; she looked at Wu Yue feeling aggrieved, only to see Wu Yue trying not to laugh.

And she was looking at her own face...

Yue, don't laugh!

Aya said, somewhat angry from embarrassment, her face bruised from losing to Ye Duo earlier, with black eyes from a few punches.

Wu Yue coughed lightly, turned to look at Ye Duo hiding behind the male, whose hair looked like it had just been styled in a washing machine drum, very flamboyant.

Wu Yue couldn't help turning to look at Aya behind her: 'You did this?'

Aya, sporting two black eyes, proudly lifted her chin: 'Of course, how about that? Look at the pile of hair at her feet—those are all I pulled out.'

Wu Yue secretly gave her a thumbs-up: 'You're damn awesome.'

Ignoring Aya's smug smirk behind her, Wu Yue raised an eyebrow at Ye Duo: 'You say these mushrooms are poisonous—did you eat them? Did they kill you?'

Ye Duo sneered: 'Everyone in the Polar Forest knows this stuff is toxic, and our Snow Tiger Tribe even had people die from eating this kind of mushroom before; now you say it's non-toxic, so it's non-toxic?'

Based on the fact that Qingcao, Aya, and I drank mushroom soup twice yesterday and we're all fine standing here, that's proof.

She teasingly looked at Ye Duo: 'If you say it's poisonous, eat one and let me see; if it kills you, I'll avoid this mushroom in the future.'

Yue, did you really eat them? the Snow Tiger clan chief asked, frowning.

Wu Yue nodded: 'Yes, because there are many mushroom varieties, if you want to eat mushrooms you must first learn to distinguish them; otherwise gathering poisonous ones and eating them will cause poisoning.'

The Snow Tiger clan chief instantly relaxed: 'Having eaten them is fine, as long as they're non-toxic.'

Aya's face fell like a disappointed puppy: 'Father, I just said I ate them and said those mushrooms aren't poisonous, but you didn't believe me; now when Yue says it you believe it—am I really that unworthy of your trust?'

The Snow Tiger clan chief's stern face instantly showed contempt: 'What kind of conduct are you? Don't you have any sense? If I believed you, I might as well believe the tribe's little ones don't piss in the grass nests.'

Aya: '...'

Are you still my dear father? Don't you know you ought to give your daughter some face outside?