27. The Adopted Qiu Sisters

The Qiu sisters were not originally from the Ironwood tribe. The two girls were born in another medium-sized tribe. Since they were childten, their tribe was reduced into smaller tribes only because of the raging war, and the surviving tribe members fled and became scattered.

Many years ago, the Ironwood tribe found more than a dozen surviving members of this tribe while hunting in the forest, and brought them back to their tribe to settle down, including the Qiu sisters.

It just so happened that Fei was negotiating with his parents and wanted to live separately. His mother, Daxia, saw that the two daughters were cute and well-behaved and had no relatives, so she arranged for them to take care of Fei daily life.

As the eldest of the two sisters, Hong matured earlier, had a calm temperament, and worked more patiently. She was most loved by the Wang couple. Whereas, Shuang was more childish, playful by nature, and cute.

Under Mu Tuo's observation of the sisters temperaments, as far as marriages of tribes were concerned, Hong was the most suitable.

As for Hong, the lives of her two sisters were saved by the patriarch, and the life-saving grace had not yet been repaid, so the decision of the patriarch could only be obeyed.

Moreover, Hong knew in her heart that her foster father and mother were also doing what was good for her. Although she had an endless love for Fei, Hong knew that it would never be possible to continue staying with him. After all, the two had age gap of more than ten years, and she could only love Fei as a younger brother forever.

Seeing that Hong had agreed, Fei immediately walked over to pull Hong up, and comforted her. "Sister Hong'er, don't have to be sad. If master Guchi does something that is wrong to you in the future, your brother will definitely help you get justice."

"Mhm."

"And..." Fei couldn't help looking outside the door and said fiercely. "...I will use the remaining time of these few days to test the character of this lord Guchi's person. If this person is not an upright person, how far will he be thrown away from our tribe? Very far away."

"Wei'er is right. In the past few days, he had made more contact with this Guchi in person, so he can observe his humanity." Mu Tuo also added before turning to Fei. "The hunting tomorrow is up to you, let your Uncle Mammoth followed, just in case. Also, Hong'er had also been in contact with this young master Guchi in the past few days, so she could learn more about him."

"Okay, father."

After hesitating for a while, Mu Tuo couldn't help saying. "As for the Han tribe's purchase of hand cannons, I've been thinking as a father, If Hong'er marries, it would be okay to give out a number of cannons as dowry. What do you think, Wei'er?"

Fei couldn't help but smile, and suddenly said. "Father made such a good arrangement. After my sister is married, she will be able to hold her own over there."

Mu Tuo nodded, then glanced at the crowd at last, got up and said, "Okay, let's make this decision. Brother, I'll leave it to you. Fei'er, you go and arrange the hunt for tomorrow. Hong'er , In these two days, you are also ready to get married. Your mother and I will first arrange for the Hali tribe. Let's get ready to go."

"Wait." Daxia stood up and said. "Wei'er, come here."

Daxia picked up the jade box on the table and said to Fei. "Although this silkworm garment is not something to cherish, it is still a rare treasure. Wei'er put it on now for your safety during the hunt. Your mother will feel more at ease."

Mu Tuo couldn't help laughing. "Yes, yes, I forgot this."

Seeing that Daxia pulled Fei over, she began to take off his clothes, and only a pair of pants was left. Fei hurriedly put his hands on the trousers and said to his mother nervously, "Mother, don't take this off."

Daxia couldn't help laughing. "Why, are you still so shy in front of your mother? This silkworm garment is a close-fitting object, how can you wear it without taking this off?"

Fei had no choice but to remove his trouser, making everyone snickered.

The silkworm clothing felt similar to the silk stockings worn by modern women, except that it was thinner and more transparent, and has stronger elasticity. It was white and translucent. The upper and lower garments were made of one-piece, leaving a gap from the waist side for drilling in.

When not wearing it, it felt about the size of a child's clothes, but because of its large elasticity, even if it was worn by a burly man, it would not feel tight.

Fei puts on the silkworm clothes and puts on his robe. Suddenly, he felt very comfortable all over his body. A sensation of coolness. He stretched his hands and feet and walked back and forth two times in the room. There was no hindrance at all. Just like when he didn't wear it. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The sheer magical power of this thing.

Looking at her son, Daxia couldn't help but be full of happiness.

After turning around two times, Fei saw that everyone was watching him, snickering, and suddenly remembered the embarrassing situation just now. He put a  frown on his face and said. "Mother, there is nothing else to do, your child will leave now."

Then, he ran away.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but smile at each other, and then dispersed.

In the corner of the tribe square, the Shaman was hiding behind a tree, head poking out. She had been observing the patriarch's yurt for a long time. Seeing everyone leaving one after another, they were muttering something as they slowly walked towards their own yurts.

She was vaguely able to hear words such as "bad omen" and "blessed by the heavens" If Fei heard it, she was afraid he would complain about her confusing the crowd again. The boy didn't know the way of the Shamans.

Chapter end