ushernet Chapter 202 hasn't been named yet.
Chapter 202 hasn't been named yet.
Those memories, which were probably very bitter and painful, now sound so calm and casual when Rong talks about them.
"Luo, do you like this?" Rong took out a wooden... figurine from the corner behind the stone bed.
Jiang Luoluo was stunned, looking at the lifelike beast on it. She was a little unsure, but she had seen it before at the sacrificial ceremony. The beasts that were used as food looked like this.
"Was this made by carrying it?" Jiang Luoluo was stunned.
Rong smiled gently, with an undisguised smile, "No, I made this. It's pretty good, isn't it?"
Having lost a leg and become unable to move, Rong was completely rescued by her husband. As she prepared to face the world anew, she naturally could not accept becoming a useless person who could do nothing.
At this time, the wooden products that Tai made became the things Rong came into contact with most often, and she began to learn from her husband Tai how to make various wooden products.
However, Rong's talent in this area is too low. Although she can now make most of the wooden items commonly used in the tribe with the help of time, the quality is still significantly different from those made by Tai and Cong.
However, when God closes one door, He always opens another window.
Although Rong didn't have any talent for making wooden utensils, he unexpectedly discovered that he had some talent for wood carving, and could completely depict the people or objects he had seen on simple blocks of wood.
This is something that cannot be done by lifting.
So Rong would use the leftover wood scraps from making wooden utensils to carve them into small wooden figurines.
Occasionally, they can use these items to trade for other things with other members of their tribe.
There aren't many people in the tribe who like these wooden figurines, so it's not enough to support Rong's livelihood; it's just an occasional pastime.
Most of the time, Rong would receive some hemp from the tribe and, like the other tribesmen who made hemp cloth, would exchange it for food. However, while the other tribesmen worked in a unified area, Rong did it in his own home.
They also take on sewing and repairing jobs—some members of the tribe are sometimes unavailable or don't have the time to do these things and have to ask others for help.
By piecing things together, Rong managed to find a place to stand again in the tribe.
Although such a life seemed somewhat cruel to a once powerful orc warrior, Rong had regretted many times that she should have been more determined to leave back then... But now, seeing her husband who had been with her all her life, Rong accepted this outcome.
In fact, Tai never said anything to Rong to try to keep her.
The idea of saying "Stay here for me, for the children, for this family" is too selfish to even think about, let alone say it.
So all Lifting did was take out the prepared pieces of wood and hand them to Rong, saying, "Try this, it might help you stand up," and "Try this one too, it should help you walk again"...
They gave Rong her legs, which were not very flexible, but which allowed her to stand up again, so Rong chose to stay in this world where she could continue to stand and walk.
Rong chose to stay, not because of anyone's pleading, nor because of any sense of responsibility.
Simply because the world is beautiful enough for her.
"Very good!" Jiang Luoluo nodded vigorously in surprise.
Looking at the lifelike and exquisitely detailed wild animal images on the wooden block, Jiang Luoluo knew perfectly well that she had encountered a clansman of master woodcarver caliber.
Although I haven't figured out what I can do with this ability yet, having such a powerful ability would make everything I do easy!
“I like it very much.” Jiang Luoluo quickly added her answer, remembering Rong’s question earlier.
Rong smiled even more gently, her face amused, and she put the wooden carving into Jiang Luoluo's hand, "If you like it so much, then it's yours."
When Rong first took out the wood carving, he intended to give it to Jiang Luoluo, but he wasn't sure if Jiang Luoluo would like it, so he asked her first.
Seeing Jiang Luoluo's reaction, Rong could tell that Jiang Luoluo really liked him, and his attitude towards Jiang Luoluo became even closer.
"I have some other things here, Luo, would you like to take a look?"
Jiang Luoluo nodded repeatedly, then watched as Rong lifted up an entire wooden box from behind the stone bed. The box was filled with Rong's wooden carvings, not just of wild animals, but also many small wooden figures.
Most of the wood carvings depict Tai making wooden utensils, but the items they make are all different. Rong is very meticulous in expressing the emotions Tai experiences when making different wooden utensils.
It's immediately obvious whether Tai found these things "easy" or "troublesome," whether he was "scratching his head and racking his brains" or "doing things casually and achieving masterpieces"...
Rong looked at the wooden figures being carried, her face flushed slightly. "Over the years, what I've seen most is him making these things. When I see his interesting expressions, I always want to record them. Before I knew it, I had made so many myself."
"These are very good." Jiang Luoluo praised sincerely. Just by looking at the carvings, you could tell what he was thinking at the time. The craftsmanship was simply outrageous.
As she flipped through the pages, Jiang Luoluo also saw several clusters of wood carvings, but the number of them... was rather touching.
Jiang Luoluo quickly looked through all the wood carvings and then neatly helped put them back into the wooden box.
Rong watched Jiang Luoluo's actions with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
This cub is just too adorable.
The stone painting was still unfinished and was placed to the side. Jiang Luoluo thought for a moment and then asked Rong, "Rong, do you know about stone painting?"
"Stone painting?" Rong thought for a moment. "I think I've heard of it."
Although this incident caused quite a stir in the tribe, it had little impact on Rong and other retired elders.
Rong had only heard some news and didn't know much about it.
After all, her expertise lies only in making wooden utensils and carving wood, and at most she knows some skills in sharpening stone knives, but that's about it.
Therefore, I am not very interested in stone paintings and have never paid attention to them.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luoluo perked up immediately, grabbed Rong's hand, and said, "Let's try making stone paintings! I think Rong's will be really beautiful!"
Art is a strange thing. Some people can create breathtakingly beautiful objects with just a few simple combinations, while others go to great lengths but only manage to produce some poorly imitated works.
Jiang Luoluo herself doesn't have much artistic talent. At most, she has studied sketching for a while and can draw simple comics that are praised by those who don't know her, but are looked down upon by professionals.
To create something that looks beautiful but is actually worthless.
However, art is sometimes universal; those who excel in one field can often achieve extraordinary results in other fields as well.
Therefore, Jiang Luoluo felt that if Rong were to do the stone painting, there might be some unexpected surprises.
Most importantly, the beautifully crafted stone paintings are actually quite popular in the tribe.
Although it's not possible to exchange for much food or daily necessities, it's enough to get something to make life a little easier.
Before Rong could react, Jiang Luoluo had already run off to find Ge.
It didn't take long for Ge to appear in the cave with a pile of broken stones that Jiang Luoluo had collected.
As for wood... in Tai and Rong's house, wood is probably the last thing they have in abundance.