Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

In the end, Ji Nuan still didn’t give her little snow wolf a nose.

A certain beast declared that having her own wolf was enough, she didn’t need another one—even if it was just made of snow.

A soft, delicate little female was thus tossed onto the heated kang bed by a certain sour snow wolf.

As for the little snow wolf cub on the floor, that certain beast had long flashed a malicious grin and kicked it to the fire pit’s side.

The next day, Ji Nuan struggled to climb out of bed at noon and searched high and low but couldn’t find her little snow wolf.

She had no choice but to ask Xiu Yan, who furrowed his brows thoughtfully, clearly in a good mood. "Before you went to sleep yesterday, I think you left it by the fire pit."

Ji Nuan instantly pulled a face like a sad puppy. "No way, would I really do something so dumb?"

She was met with a certain orc’s enigmatic expression.

To Ji Nuan, this was his tacit admission that she had indeed done something dumb, but was too polite to say so.

With a feeble groan, she dropped her head and went back to burrow under the blankets on the kang bed. "The warm kang bed is still the most comfortable after all."

Once she left, the certain orc shot a discreet glance at what appeared to be two wooden boards resembling ears near the fire pit. Without hesitation, he squatted down, grabbed them, and tossed them into the flames.

He then carefully surveyed the area to ensure no traces were left behind, finally allowing himself a faint smile as he went to prepare food.

Although the snowstorm outside hadn’t stopped, his mood was extraordinarily bright~

In the kitchen, Awa was sitting on the straw bed alongside his elder brother, weaving straw baskets—work assigned to them by Ji Nuan.

The two beasts felt quite embarrassed. Even though the food they ate was their own, Ada’s leg couldn’t be exposed to the cold.

Therefore, the fire in the kitchen’s stove had never gone out, making the room’s temperature completely unlike that of the cold season. It was warm and incredibly cozy.

Having accepted someone’s kindness, they couldn’t refuse when Ji Nuan asked them to weave baskets, so the two brothers readily agreed.

"Brother, Shaman Ji Nuan said that the boards on your leg can be removed tomorrow, and you can try walking again," Awa said cheerfully as he continued weaving the basket in his hands.

Ada paused for a moment, then silently nodded, but the smile tugging at the corners of his lips betrayed his good mood.

"Once your leg is healed, we can go hunting together again. That will be wonderful."

Thinking of the days he used to hunt together with his elder brother, Awa couldn’t help but feel excited.

Their father and Amu had long since returned to the embrace of Lord Beast God, and the two brothers had grown up supporting each other. Naturally, their bond was deep.

Ada, finally stirred by Awa’s words, couldn’t help stopping his weaving. He reached out to touch his leg, which was fixed in place by wooden boards.

The remaining time seemed so hard to endure.

That evening, Ji Nuan came again to check Ada’s leg. After a thorough inspection, she found no issues.

"It seems you’ve taken very good care of it during this time. Tomorrow, I’ll help you remove the boards, and you’ll be able to try walking again. However, make sure not to overdo it. If you want to return to how you used to be, it’ll still take some time."

Seeing him nod solemnly, Ji Nuan finally left the room.

Meanwhile, in the Sahara Tribe’s large cave, the orc whose arm had been previously healed by Ji Nuan was carrying a few frozen-solid prey into the cave alongside his tribesmen.

The surrounding orcs couldn’t help but glance at his muscular arm from time to time. When they saw him tear off a leg from one of the prey with that arm, a few let out small exclamations of surprise.