'Blue Face' said, "It's all up to you. Tomorrow you're responsible for planting them. If you don't plant them well, you won't get any food. Do you understand?"
Ma Lin was extremely annoyed and didn't pay any attention.
'Blue Face' said, "I'm arranging work for you. If you understand, at least respond. Why so stupid?"
Ma Lin said, "Clan Leader, I might travel far next year. If I stay in the Mountain Creek Village, I'll study how to plant this grain."
'Blue Face's face immediately turned very sour, no matter how he looked at Ma Lin, he was annoyed.
Ma Lin still ignored him.
The Clan Leader of these primitive people had increasingly become like a tyrant recently, originally he didn't have such power. Now, he's gone rogue, picking fights with anyone who doesn't listen to him.
Ma Lin doesn't know what kind of grain he's carrying on his back. The names that came to his mind were 'little sorghum' or 'millet', but he didn't know of any such things.
