Ancient Eden

This night, when Mu Qing was lying in Li Mang’s arms and sleeping, she silently said to herself that if the child really came just like this, she could only think of it as heaven giving her a treasure.

She would create good material conditions for him with her own strength, and she would teach him everything she could. If it was a boy, he would become a strong and brave warrior in the jungle, and if it was a girl, she would become a smart and beautiful princess….

Early the next morning, Mu Qing was awakened by a warm feeling coming from below.

Her period was late, and unfortunately, she actually stained the animal skin under her.

(23.1)

Mu Qing felt that she had been played. She waited anxiously, but it didn’t come in time. When she thought it was never coming again, and she was mentally prepared, her period suddenly arrived in her sleep.

She should be very happy. After all, being pregnant now was not good news for her. But she didn’t actually feel as happy as she thought she would, she just felt slightly relieved. Then she was a little embarrassed, she didn’t want Li Mang to find out that she had soiled the animal skin.

Mu Qing gently moved away from his arm and reached for a menstrual pad from an opening on the side of the pillow. She hid this thing and the Swiss knife inside her pillow. Then she tiptoed to the wall, where there was a jar containing some grass ash she had collected a few days earlier. She carefully loaded the grass ash in the pad, closed the opening, and then attached the pad to her body.

Before the invention of sanitary napkins, women used to handle those days of the month like this.

As long as it was changed and washed every day, it could still be considered to be hygienic.

Mu Qing tied the straps securely and turned to get the skirt that she had knitted for herself using boiled vines a few days earlier. She only had one pair of pants, and she was afraid that she would not be able to wash off the stains if they ended up stained by leaks, so she got a long skirt with a length below the knee, which would be more convenient to wear during those days.

When she turned around, she was startled. She wasn’t sure when Li Mang had woken up, but he was sitting in front of the pool of stain, staring at her fixedly, with an extremely troubled expression.

Mu Qing almost jumped, and her face immediately turned completely red. Although she had already gotten a little used to being naked in front of him, being seen by him during this process was alike a woman being discovered when she was secretly wearing erotic underwear and posing to admire herself, that was extremely embarrassing.

Mu Qing hurriedly reached for her vine-skirt. Li Mang moved faster than her, grabbed her skirt and handed it to her. Then he reached out and carefully touched the bulging bag between her legs.

Mu Qing was absolutely speechless. She pretended not to have seen it, and quickly put on the skirt.

It was reasonable to say that he was so eager for offspring that he did that just to make her pregnant, now he should probably be a bit disappointed to see her having her period. But just now, looking at his expression, he was more curious than anything else. This made her a little puzzled.

Thinking about it again, there was no physiology nor hygiene class here. She guessed that no one had told him that a woman having her period indicated that she was not pregnant, and seeing how he himself was usually nonchalant, she guessed that he wasn’t paying attention to these things at all, which was the reason why he was totally ignorant and unaware about women periods, right?

Mu Qing suddenly felt it was a little funny, but she didn’t show it on her face. She just took a dry leaf that she used as toilet paper to wipe the stains on the animal skin. After using a few leaves, it was no longer wet, but a mark remained.

She suddenly raised her head, and saw Li Mang, tilting his head, watching her busying herself. The curious look he had just now had disappeared, replaced by an expression that looked as if he was watching a good show