In the morning, after breakfast, Qiao Xixi moved all the Grass Fruit into the courtyard.
"Xixi, what are you going to do with all this Grass Fruit?"
Qiao Xixi took a Grass Fruit, cut it open, and poured the juice inside into a stone pot.
"Just like this. Simmer the juice over a low flame."
Seeing the process wasn't difficult, Jin Ling didn't offer to help.
"I'm thinking of heading up the mountain today to see if I can catch any prey. You all stay in the tribe and don't wander off."
Qiao Xixi found it a little funny how he was admonishing her as if she were a child.
"Okay, we won't go anywhere. You be careful too."
"Alright."
Before leaving, Jin Ling checked the fence one more time. Only after confirming there were no issues did he exit the courtyard.
After she finished eating, Qiaoqiao sat down next to Qiao Xixi and helped her tend the fire.
Qiao Ang and Qiao Lie picked up their wooden buckets, ready to head out.
