Chapter 129: Handing Over the Public Grain!

Upon arriving home, Zhang Fan began to feel sleepy uncontrollably, yawning over a dozen times in a row and rubbing his eyes over a hundred times, yet he stubbornly stayed in the kitchen to process tyrannosaurus beast meat, unwilling to take a nap.

Ba Ke Er saw Zhang Fan looking so exhausted he was about to collapse, feeling unable to bear it and a bit stifled in his heart. He forcefully took whatever Zhang Fan was holding from his hands and casually placed it on the stove.

At that moment Zhang Fan was already dazed, and seeing this, Ba Ke Er directly picked him up in a horizontal hold and walked from the stove edge of the kitchen toward the bed in the room.

By the time Ba Ke Er carried Zhang Fan into the room, Zhang Fan was already lying asleep in his arms. Ba Ke Er looked at Zhang Fan's hands tightly gripping his neck and smiled gently.

He then slowly walked toward the double bed in the bedroom and gently placed Zhang Fan on it. However, he forgot to first lower Zhang Fan's arms from his neck.

So, as Zhang Fan was being placed on the bed by Ba Ke Er, Ba Ke Er was pulled down by Zhang Fan's sudden attempt to roll over, and he ended up falling right onto Zhang Fan.

After Ba Ke Er's unintentional press, the already soundly asleep Zhang Fan was suddenly awakened. At this moment Ba Ke Er repeatedly felt relieved in his heart, glad that Zhang Fan had no morning grumpiness; otherwise…

When Zhang Fan opened his eyes, he felt he was lying on the bed and wondered what was above him—…Ba Ke Er? He dazedly reached up and pushed at the Ba Ke Er above him.

But he didn't notice where his hand was pushing. With that push, Zhang Fan suddenly jolted awake, because… his hand was actually placed on Ba Ke Er's indescribable part.

Moreover, because of that push, that indescribable part gradually began to awaken! Zhang Fan was momentarily dazed, and by the time he came to, Ba Ke Er had already stripped him naked.

At that point Zhang Fan finally thought of resisting, but it was already too late! Thus, his perfectly good noon rest was once again completely consumed by Ba Ke Er.

Even later on, he clung to Ba Ke Er unwilling to let go. This made Ba Ke Er extremely delighted; he then pressed Zhang Fan and went back and forth, eating him several more times.

Only when Zhang Fan truly had no strength left did Ba Ke Er reluctantly release him, allowing him to rest peacefully on the bed.

After Ba Ke Er made sure Zhang Fan was soundly asleep, he dressed himself, went to the kitchen to take the portion of game meant for the tribe, and headed toward the tribal central plaza.

On Ba Ke Er's way to the central plaza, he met Mo De and Lei Ya, who were also going to turn in game. After greeting each other, since they were headed the same way, they simply walked together.

Upon arriving at the plaza, he discovered that most of the tribe members responsible for hunting also chose to turn in their game during this time slot. Ba Ke Er had originally thought that coming later might let him avoid the peak and have more time to be affectionate with Zhang Fan.

Who would have thought that so many people shared that idea! As the saying goes, "no coincidence, no story"—everyone actually chose to turn in their game at this time.

The elder in charge of tallying the game, seeing so many people surge in at once, also became a bit anxious! He had been waiting here all morning and half the afternoon with no one showing up, and now—look at that—everyone came all at once!

Since he alone was responsible and couldn't keep up, he simply called out to the nearest Ba Ke Er, telling him to go first find the chief and see if they could arrange a few more people to help.

Ba Ke Er thought, since this matter wouldn't take long anyway, he agreed and also took the opportunity to turn in his own game first. After finishing things here, Ba Ke Er then shifted into beast form and flew toward the tribal office.

Not long after, Ba Ke Er arrived at the office entrance, still in beast form, entered directly, found the chief, and told him the situation at the central plaza.

Ba Ke Er originally thought his task was done here, after which he could go home and nap with Zhang Fan—but who knew, upon hearing the report about the central plaza, the chief…

…directly ordered Ba Ke Er, Mo De, Lei Ya, Xiu Si and a few others to go help the elder! Upon hearing the chief's arrangement, Ba Ke Er felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue; all the plans he had secretly made were now turned into illusions.

Upon receiving this arrangement, Ba Ke Er's first reaction was disagreement, firm opposition! He had resolved to spend these days keeping Fan Fan company.

Because the Beast Tide Month has arrived, now it's only a prelude, with no beast invasion yet, but later… who knows! Moreover, every Beast Tide Month sees many beastmen warriors, for one reason or another, return to the Beast God's embrace.

Although Ba Ke Er is confident he can safely survive the Beast Tide Month, he cannot guarantee he won't be separated from Zhang Fan.

War is always ruthless; even without clashing swords and armored horses, they must face frenzied beasts and therefore must be extremely cautious!

Although this year the tribe has newly developed various wound medicines, the tribe's members still cannot let their guard down! After all, life is precious; each person has only one life—lose it, and it's gone.

Therefore, everyone cherishes their own life! After all, each person holds some special significance for his family and tribe; even if he is utterly ordinary and insignificant, his very existence carries meaning. This is irreplaceable by anyone.

As for Ba Ke Er here, although he had some minor objections to the chief's arrangement, he still agreed for the sake of preserving the tribe's overall situation.

When Ba Ke Er returned to the central plaza again, only about five minutes had passed! In those five minutes, the elder had not been idle—he first had the beastmen coming to turn in game line up, then began busily registering the quantity of game and the information of those turning it in, etc.

After Ba Ke Er informed the elder of the chief's arrangement, he stood beside the elder to help, while Lei Ya and the others, who had originally planned to leave, also stayed upon hearing the chief's arrangement and began to help.

The number of people coming to turn in game during this period was truly overwhelming; just as they finished handling the front batch, another group arrived behind. Ba Ke Er and company busied themselves the whole afternoon, only finishing registration as the sun was about to set.

Merely having finished registration, however, piling all that game in the central plaza was not ideal; thus the elder decided to first move these game items into the tribe's large cellar for storage.

Wait until tomorrow to arrange people to handle it. Consequently, Ba Ke Er and the others were once again conscripted for labor! Under the orders of that white-bearded, flowery elder, they began busily moving the game.

Meanwhile Ba Ke Er was still busy, while on the other side Zhang Fan, after sleeping half an afternoon, finally woke up.

Sitting up, he saw Ba Ke Er wasn't home. Zhang Fan thought Ba Ke Er was probably out turning in game, and looking out the window at the sky, he guessed Ba Ke Er wouldn't return until dark.

So, after putting on his clothes, Zhang Fan went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Upon arriving, he saw that the game portion set aside earlier for the tribe was indeed missing, making it clear to him.

After washing his hands, he took from the jade thumb ring the large half of a tyrannosaurus beast that hadn't been finished at noon. Zhang Fan looked at the beast's eyes, which remained open even in death, and felt a chill run through him.

When Ba Ke Er was with him, he hadn't felt how terrifying this tyrannosaurus beast was; now, facing this death‑staring tyrannosaurus beast alone, Zhang Fan couldn't help feeling a bit afraid, especially when he saw the beast's mouth full of sharp teeth.

Moreover, he couldn't help admiring Ba Ke Er in his heart! He thought: Haha! Indeed, he's the man I, Zhang Fan, chose! This is different—brave and handsome, most importantly he dotes on me! Wah wah~ He's about to spoil me rotten~

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's face unconsciously flushed red. After a while, he pulled himself out of his reverie.

Zhang Fan looked at the tyrannosaurus beast before him, tightly shut his eyes, and relying on feel sliced a large chunk of meat off with his sharp kitchen knife; after cutting it, he didn't stop but continued to slice several more pieces.

When Zhang Fan had cut four pieces of meat, he only then sneakily opened his eyes to check, saw that it was enough, and put the remaining half of the tyrannosaurus beast back into the jade thumb ring.

Looking at the sliced tyrannosaurus meat before him, Zhang Fan began to secretly ponder how to eat it for dinner. After thinking it over, he decided to keep it simple: just roast the meat and wrap it in flatbread.

Thus, having made up his mind, Zhang Fan went to the storeroom, took out some flour, began adding water to knead dough and make pancakes. Once the pancakes were ready, he then busied himself with roasting the meat.

Because Ba Ke Er wasn't home, the barbecue rack and such had to be managed by himself alone. To save effort, Zhang Fan thought it over and decided to switch from roasting to stir‑frying the meat, only forgetting that stir‑frying also requires cutting the meat, so it would actually take more time, not less.

So, when Ba Ke Er had finished his tribal affairs and returned, upon entering the kitchen he saw Zhang Fan alone struggling with dozens of catties of meat, grunting as he sliced the meat pieces.

Seeing this, Ba Ke Er hurriedly washed his hands, went over, took the knife from Zhang Fan's hand, and continued cutting.

"Fan Fan, look at you—so much meat, when will you finish cutting it all by yourself? You must be tired; go rest now, and I'll handle the rest of the meat."

Having said that, Ba Ke Er began slicing the meat with a rapid, scraping‑sound knife. Watching it made Zhang Fan's eyes dizzy; though he was indeed rather tired, he simply fetched a stool, sat beside Ba Ke Er, and watched him cut.

Seeing Zhang Fan not leaving, Ba Ke Er then said, "Fan Fan, I'll handle tonight's meal! You've worked hard today!"

Saying this, Ba Ke Er also gently kissed Zhang Fan's forehead with a hint of heartache; his expression toward Zhang Fan was full of tenderness.

The stir‑fried meat was indeed cooked by Ba Ke Er, and he even took care of lighting the fire himself! While eating, Zhang Fan looked at the day‑weary Ba Ke Er, felt a pang of sympathy, reached out and lightly rubbed his cheek, his eyes full of concern.

Yet Ba Ke Er seemed completely unaware of what fatigue meant, still tenderly serving Zhang Fan vegetables. After the meal, Ba Ke Er washed the bowls and chopsticks, and even heated the water for Zhang Fan's bath.

Although during the bath Ba Ke Er again had his way with Zhang Fan over and over, Zhang Fan never felt unhappy for a moment; on the contrary, he greatly enjoyed his present life.