Harimu, Jade Mountain River, and the others discussed returning to the Winter Camp in mid-August to cut hay. Every household in the tribe would send one worker, bringing their tools, and set out together.
Of course, anyone who wanted to go on their own could do so. Harimu and Jade Mountain River would not insist. But everyone in this small tribe was united, and all the workers wanted to travel together to the Winter Camp.
"I wonder if Li Long will bring that tractor to help us cut hay this year," one young man said.
Before last year, cutting hay had always been hard work. They worked from dawn to dusk for over half a month just to cut enough, then went back to the beginning to bundle it and haul it to the Winter Camp for winter. Only then were they finished.
From start to finish, it took a month.
But with Li Long joining them last year, all the cutting had taken no more than ten days. The workers had mainly come to bundle and haul the grass once it dried.
It saved so much trouble.
Hearing the young man's words, Jade Mountain River and Harimu exchanged a glance. Then Jade Mountain River asked the people gathering around them:
"Have you all prepared your things?"
"Yes, we have." The young men took the bundles they had brought off their horses.
Besides their tools, they had brought all sorts of bundles.
"I shot some wolves a few days ago. These are the pelts. I picked the ones in better condition." One young man showed off his haul.
"I found four deer antlers. Pretty good, eh?" Another showed what he had brought.
"Four deer antlers? I remember you found antlers last year too. More this year? Is there a deer