"Now, now, we didn't come here to find fault in Arinya," Rakan spoke up. "Or her spouse. It doesn't matter who she takes as her spouse; it's her right as a female, and we cannot intervene."
That's right. You guys wanted me to be a proper female and get a spouse like everyone else. Now that I have a spouse, don't you dare complain.
The elder cleared his throat and looked away, but that distasteful look on his face did not wipe even a little bit.
"So, Arinya, you're going to demonstrate how to preserve meat with salt, right?" He asked and I nodded.
"Did you do what I asked before?" I asked as I walked in deeper and he nodded.
"Yes, I got people to scratch the salt into sand form." He said. "But will that help?"
"Yes, it will," I said and went to the place where they gathered the salt.
Because we didn't have many tools that could contain things like sand or water, they put the scratched salt into the heavy rocks they usually used to get water.
