I am a Primitive Man

Outside the kitchen, there are several large water tanks, which are filled with half a tank of water.

Han Cheng took out a net bag made of double-layered burlap from the kitchen, dipped it into one of the water tanks, and took out the net bag after turning half a circle. In the dripping water, three crucian carp with a length of half a stalk were caught. He fished it out and was thrown on the ground by Han Cheng.

Ignoring the fish that were jumping wildly on the ground and struggling to death, Han Cheng put the empty net bag into another tank with little water, held the net bag and stirred it for a while, when the net bag came out , There are a few loaches swimming in the net bag stained with black mud.

Because the women in the tribe keep giving birth, and some people always give birth every three to five times, so later Han Cheng ordered that when the people in the tribe caught fish again, they left crucian carp of suitable size in the tank. It is raised in it, and it is specially stewed crucian carp soup for pregnant women after childbirth, or people who have been sick.

This is a very nutritious food.

The loach was also prepared by Han Cheng in advance. When it is needed, it can be scooped directly into the tank with a net bag, which is much more convenient and quicker than going to the river to catch it now.

After handling the two things skillfully, marinate them with some salt for a while, then put them in the pot, and after the water boiled, put them on a low heat and cook slowly.

While slowly cooking, he wondered if Bai Xuemei's two rice bowls for the little girl would still be blocked like when she gave birth to little peas. Acts as an artificial breast pump.

After all, this is for the sake of eating for my little girl.

In order for his child to have a meal, let alone serve as an artificial breast pump, Han Chengcheng is willing to do even more difficult things.

Alas, there is no way, fatherly love is so great.

Han Cheng, who was filling the firewood stove, was so moved by thinking about these things.

I have to give my little girl a name!

After doing this for a while, God Son Han, who had finished being moved, remembered the important matter of naming his daughter.

This little girl was born after her mother wanted to tell a joke, but before she could say a single word, she forced herself to piss herself laughing, or... just call it Han Xiao?

Laughing often, happy, this meaning is really good, but I don’t know if my daughter will be speechless when she grows up and understands the origin of her name.

Thinking this way in his heart, Han Cheng was about to completely settle on the name, but his expression became weird the next moment.

Smiling Jiuquan...

What's the name of this shit?

Han Cheng shook his head violently, throwing the name Han Xiao out of his mind, which is really unreliable!

My surname is Han, and I can take another word from Bai Xuemei's name to form a name.

In this way, the name becomes Han Bai, or...

Han Mei?

Han Cheng shook his head, and once again rejected these names, he always felt that it was not good enough.

That's it, when naming their children, parents always want to give their children the best name first.

So after fifty or sixty years have passed, the future children of future generations will not feel strange at all when they hear a group of old men and women in their seventies and eighties called Haoyu, Zixuan and Zichen. After all, who hasn't been a baby?

Or call me Han Xingde.

After running his brain at high speed for a while, Han Cheng suddenly remembered the scene of Bai Xuemei gnawing green apricots when she was pregnant with a little girl. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Han Cheng thought so.

Han Xing, Han Xing, Xing'er...

Sitting here, Han Cheng put some firewood into the firewood stove, and chanted in a low voice, the more he chanted, the smoother his mouth became, and a happy look gradually appeared on his face.

Alright, from now on this little girl will be called Han Xing!

Naming children is a time-consuming and mind-consuming process.

After Han Cheng decided on the name of the little girl, the crucian carp soup and loach soup that needed to be stewed slowly and for a while had already been stewed.

Han Chengcheng put the boiled soup into two earthen pots, and carried the rope on them to the room where Bai Xuemei lived...

Han Cheng miscalculated, the two jobs that Bai Xuemei used to raise her children were not blocked this time.

I don't know if it's because of the crucian carp soup and loach soup. By the time the night came, the milk had already come down. Looking at the little girl who was so greedy for food, Han Cheng couldn't help but sighed slightly.

Why don't you even give yourself this opportunity to fully show your father's love?

It's just too much.

With a little girl, don't think about sleeping well at night, no matter whether it is the primitive era or a newborn child who is not yet sensible, they are all the same troublemakers.

Crying when thirsty, crying when hungry, wetting the bed or crying...

Han Cheng woke up five or six times a night, feeling very uncomfortable.

However, after seeing the little girl sleeping peacefully again, Han Cheng's heart will feel a little pity again. This is really a painful and happy thing...

While Han Cheng was experiencing pain and happiness, the people of the Qingque Tribe, who supported the bamboo raft all the way, also brought a lot of harvest, and moored in the middle of the river in the dusk of the setting sun.

They didn't intend to go to the shore, because they carried many dead sheep on the bamboo rafts.

These dead sheep have wounds and bloody smell, which will easily attract some carnivorous beasts.

Today, when they were marching upstream with their bamboo rafts, more than one beast appeared on both sides of the river. These guys can't wait to come over and snatch the food.

Under such circumstances, of course, the people of the Qingque tribe who were supporting the bamboo raft would not go to the shore.

Under the control of the person supporting the bamboo rafts, these bamboo rafts are connected vertically and moored along the river. The mooring place is a river with open water.

Someone placed the movable stove that was carried with the raft, lit it, scooped water from the river, added it to the earthen pot, put some food in it, and started cooking with a cattail fan.

It was dusk at this time, and the Huoshaoyun, which was dyed red like the blood of the setting sun, was reflected in the river, and it was gorgeous.

When the breeze blows, the smoke rising from the bamboo rafts in the river is skewed by the breeze, and some of them float slowly against the water surface.

Not far away, one or two fish would jump out of the water from time to time, and the scales on their bodies shone beautifully under the light.

The setting sun, rivers, bamboo rafts, cooking smoke, leaping fish, and beasts on the shore that don't hide their figures form a beautiful evening sunset...

thump!

thump!

The sound of two heavy objects falling into the water came from the shore, and circles of water waves spread around.

Such a loud noise was not caused by the big fish jumping up and down, but the two tigers who had been following them for a long time finally couldn't bear it and got into the water.

The movement here naturally alarmed the Qingque tribe on the bamboo raft.

Because paddling bamboo rafts to walk by water can avoid many dangers, so when arranging people today, there were only ten people who walked by water.

But even though there were only ten people, the people on the bamboo raft were not afraid when they saw the two tigers that got into the water and started to swim towards him and the others after walking for a while.

On the contrary, seeing the two tigers swimming closer and closer to them, they all became excited.

When they were guarding the river and waiting for sheep these two days, these people were already fascinated by seeing those sleek beasts, but due to various reasons, they never made a move.

At this time, two tigers came to the door on their own initiative, why are they unhappy?

Tigers are fierce, but in the water they are not good at, they can only stop when they meet a primitive man standing on a bamboo raft, holding a sharpened bronze dagger in his hand, who is fiercer than them.

After some splashing and rolling waves, the surface of the water gradually became quiet, and the fire cloud in the sky had slowly dissipated, but there was still some blood redness in the water near the bamboo raft that had not dissipated.

This is the blood dripping from two tigers lying on the bamboo raft.

The two tigers lying quietly on the bamboo raft didn't close their eyes, and they died with regret.

This kind of big monkey that can walk upright, they have met and eaten before, it is crunchy and tastes very good.

And those two encounters did them no harm.

This time they encountered this kind of big monkey that escaped from the tree and ran to the ground. They wanted to crunch it again, but they didn't do it right, and both lost their lives.

Didn't these big monkeys run away when they saw them? How about this time...

The tiger's doubts The people of the Qingque tribe didn't know that after a fierce battle with the tiger, they were all wet, and they were all immersed in the joy of harvest at the moment.

A man wiped the water off his face with his hand, and grabbed the tiger's tail and pulled it aside, revealing the tiger's big balls with golden hair.

This person and the other people who saw this scene couldn't help grinning.

Shenzi's favorite tiger is the male tiger. After catching the male tiger, his favorite thing is to cut off the male tiger's kidney pills to make food and eat them, and at the same time take out the tiger penis to make wine.

This time I and others hunted a male tiger, one can imagine how happy Shenzi would be after returning.

After examining the tiger, the man let go of the tiger's tail to examine another tiger.

Someone nearby said that there is no need to look into it, because the Son of God has said more than once that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless there is one male and one female.

People in the Qingque Tribe always believed in what the Son of God said.

Now the two tigers that were killed didn't just walk along the river bank together with their bamboo raft for half a day, but they also went into the water together to hurt them.

The affection is abnormal, and the relationship is harmonious. Of course, there is a male and a female.

Now that the tiger has been verified as a male tiger, then the remaining one must be a female tiger, so there is no need to check it.

However, when the man pulled the tiger's tail up, everyone was speechless for a moment and fell into a daze.

Everyone looked at this tiger, and then at the tiger next to it, they all fell into a state of sluggishness.

It is said that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female?

They seem to love each other so much, walking together all the way, why are they all male?

These people from the Qingque tribe looked at the two dead tigers, and after being stunned for a while, they vaguely felt that their inherent concepts had collapsed...

Sheep! Sheep! Lots and lots of sheep!

Those who supported the bamboo raft all the way upstream returned to the tribe in the afternoon of the second day.

When they appeared in the sight of everyone in the tribe and the people in the tribe saw clearly what was on the bamboo raft, the whole Qingque tribe suddenly became boiling.

Some minors ran quickly along the river bank towards the bamboo raft going upstream, shouting excitedly.

Some adults were not calm anymore, and rushed towards the lower reaches of the river together with the children.

Seeing the jubilant scene, the people holding the bamboo rafts all smiled and cheered up, and moved forward faster while supporting the raft with bamboo poles.

As for the safety of these minors who greeted them with cheers, there is no need to worry.

Since they stabbed to death the two tigers that entered the water last night and carried them onto the bamboo raft, the wild beasts following along the river have all dispersed.

It is said that killing chickens can scare monkeys, but the effect is far less powerful than killing tigers. Not only can it scare monkeys, but also other beasts can be deterred.

Han Cheng was also startled by the sound, and ran out of the wall in a hurry, heading towards the pier by the river.

Han Cheng had great hopes for the big brother's hunt.

Since last winter, Han Cheng has been paying attention to this matter since he learned from the old sheep that there is a migration route for sheep in autumn.

If it weren't for Bai Xuemei's belly getting bigger and bigger, and she just rushed to give birth at this time, this time Han Cheng would follow the hunting team no matter what he said.

When watching the animal world before, Han Cheng would feel strongly shocked every time he saw a large number of animals migrating in torrents. While being shocked, he would also feel deeply that he was not one of the many predators Deep regret.

Because those cattle that migrated south in groups look so delicious!

Now big brother and the others are going to hunt these migratory animals, the harvest...

Even though I haven't seen the results yet, thinking about it makes people feel very excited.

Running out with him was Wu, an elderly old magician.

At this time, Wu was no longer leaning on his crutches. Hearing the cheers outside, he walked a few steps on the crutches. Disgusted that the speed of the crutches was too slow, he clamped the crutches directly under his arms and flew all the way. He ran towards the outside of the gate, his legs and feet were so agile that it was unbelievable.

He ran faster than the guy who was begging for money at the gate of Han Cheng's school with crutches and put away his crutches after seeing no one.

All the way to the outside in a hurry, after seeing the scene at the pier, Han Cheng was stunned for a moment, most of the expectations and surprises in his heart disappeared at once!

This is not because he thinks there are too few sheep on the bamboo raft, but because the number of people who went hunting together has decreased by more than half!

Even the elder brother who is the leader is not in the team!

Looking at the two tigers on the bamboo raft, Han Cheng's heart sank even more.

He hurriedly opened his voice to ask about the situation, and learned that there were too many sheep caught. After the big brother and the others led and transported a batch by land, Han Cheng's heart was finally relieved, and at the same time he asked about the hunting with a smile. Go through these.

After seeing the revered Son of God coming out, he did not just look at the sheep and cheer like the others, but first asked where the rest of the people went, and waited for others to see if anyone was injured. They all feel warm, and the fatigue on the body is swept away!

Then they began to happily talk about their experiences in the past few days.

Most people in the tribe have heard about the scene of sheep migration, but because Lao Yang and his Mandarin are not very good, the expression is not clear enough, and such a scene, if you don’t see it with your own eyes, It's hard to imagine, so most of the people don't believe what Lao Yang said.

But at this moment, with so many sheep testifying, the people who told the stories were all old hands in the tribe, who could speak Mandarin fluently, so following their stories, everyone gathered by the small river could hear them all. Dumbfounded, he couldn't help but let out bursts of exclamation.

Han Cheng has never personally experienced the scene of large-scale migration of wild animals, but he has seen it on TV more than once.

Although it wasn't as shocking as I personally experienced, it was definitely many times stronger than what these people described.

However, Han Cheng didn't interrupt them, nor showed his impatience, but stood here and listened carefully with a smile on his face.

These people have worked so hard to bring back so many sheep for the tribe. This is the time when they show their face the most, just like the soldiers who returned from the expedition to praise their achievements. Naturally, Han Cheng will give them such an opportunity .

In his opinion, this is what people who have made great contributions to the tribe should get.

This kind of jubilation continued until the crowd began to lift the one hundred and seventy-eight sheep, large and small, and two dead tigers off the bamboo raft one by one, reaching its climax.

So many big and small sheep were brought together, and so many were brought back at once, even Han Cheng couldn't help but be filled with joy, let alone the rest...

Son of God, why are they all male?

What?

Han Cheng was stunned by the question without beginning and end, and looked at the questioner and asked back.

It's them. Didn't you say that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female? Why are they both male?

The man scratched his head with one hand, and asked with the other hand, pointing to the two tigers lying peacefully on the ground, with a look of thirst for knowledge.

The rest of the people who came back with the bamboo raft also gathered around at this time, looking at Han Cheng also full of thirst for knowledge.

This confusion troubled them all the way.

Forehead……

After figuring out their doubts, Han Cheng became speechless for a while. This is really a tricky way to look at the problem!

Are you still pure primitive people?

Well, maybe they are good brothers, yes they are good brothers, that's why they can live in harmony and not fight.

Han Cheng scratched his head and finally came up with a relatively reasonable explanation.

Just like me and him?

The people in the tribe are still very good at drawing inferences from one instance to another. After hearing the explanation from God Son Han and thinking about it, everyone seemed to understand something.

Then the person who asked first pointed to a person next to him and opened his mouth.

There has never been any conflict between him and this person, and he looks very similar to these two tigers.

Then the two of us should be the good brothers that the Son of God said, right?

Ahem...

Han Cheng was a little overwhelmed by this guy's unexpected operation, and coughed violently.

Yes! Yes, you are good brothers... Hurry up and clean up these sheep. At night, we will eat lamb stew!

Han Cheng sniffled, and quickly changed the topic, not to entangle in this aspect.

He is such a pure and good young man, he can't be spoiled by these guys.

These ten or so people were a little confused by Shenzi's reaction. Did I say something wrong just now?

The person who just asked the question scratched his head, and then looked at the person next to him who was also a little confused like him, only to feel that his mind was even more unable to turn around.

Thinking about it carefully, the relationship between me and this person is very similar to these two tigers...

But son of god why...

Fortunately, under the temptation of delicious food, the entanglement of the people will not be too long, and these people will soon join the rest of the people in the frantic work of handling sheep, no longer thinking about the fact that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers matter.

In this batch of sheep, more than forty sheep died. According to Han Cheng's instructions, all of them were skinned and disemboweled.

In addition to these, more than a dozen were seriously injured. In order to prevent them from losing weight, Han Cheng also had them slaughtered together.

Two of them were left for use tonight, and the rest were rubbed inside and out with salt, then tied up with hemp rope and hung up to dry in the air, and the other part was boiled in a large pottery vat, and then cut into slices. Lamb jerky.

With so many people in the tribe, it is certainly not enough to keep only two sheep, but don't forget, there are nearly sixty pairs of haggis!

After tidying up these things and boiling them, the people in the tribe couldn't finish a meal!

As the crowd seemed to be busy and more orderly, a strong fragrance began to waft in the tribe.

After the haggis was processed, Han Cheng asked people to cook it.

It won't work if you don't cook it. After all, most of these sheep died yesterday. If you don't cook them quickly, it won't be very good in the next morning.

Han Cheng wasn't idle either, he was scrubbing some sheep intestines carefully by himself.

After confirming that the rubbing was clean, I found a sharp copper knife and slowly and carefully cut it into connected lines.

He was going to make some catgut, after all, when suturing a wound, one cannot do without such things.

On the side, Liang also took a copper knife and cut it carefully, with a very serious expression, for fear of accidentally cutting it.

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