Their courage was growing. Everyone had a bow, which felt fantastic.
Ma Lin had to guard the rear, carry the load, gather resources, and take care of the elderly and children, making the journey exhausting.
And in the evening, he had to make time to craft arrows.
The rattan had already been dried. He demonstrated how to weave them into a basket, and 'Mao Pa's parents took on the task.
Although these two elderly folks were no longer strong, with blurred vision and poor hearing, their hands were quite skillful.
With more arrows, the group became bolder in hunting, willing to try shooting small animals like rabbits and pheasants, thus acquiring more meat.
Old Xigu aimed well, and Ma Lin was happy to provide him with more arrows.
He indeed managed to hunt a small animal every day.
Although migrating was arduous, their meals were relatively good.
That night they stayed in a forest.
Ma Lin easily started a fire with flint and steel, something they were accustomed to seeing.
