back to prehistoric savage

Chapter 53
The wicked tribe is a derogatory name for this group of mountain burners and deforestation people from nearby tribes. They call themselves the valley tribe.

No one knows when they started planting grains, even they themselves can't tell. It wasn't until the neighboring tribes realized their evil deeds a few years ago that they aroused public outrage. All the tribes unanimously decided to expel him from the tribal assembly, and it is strictly forbidden to mate and trade with his tribe.

In recent years, for the survival of the tribe, the Yougu tribe had to restart the blood marriage system, that is, intra-clan mating. Priest Aoi was deeply worried.

It's almost sunset.

Miao and Kui lead the tribesmen to work in the wide open space in front of the cave. This is the only designated "threshing ground" of the tribe. The grains harvested from the mountains are piled here to dry in the sun. Husk.

When the cold wind blows, the fallen leaves are blown up, and the setting sun casts an illusion of vitality on the earth.

The people of the tribe use the gusts of wind in the mountains to lift up the wide and shallow baskets rhythmically. The grains in the baskets are thrown into the air, the light chaffs go with the wind, and the heavier grains fall back into the baskets. inside.

He is holding the basket, and Kui is behind her, holding her daughter's hand with both hands, and teaching her how to throw the grain into the air, separating the grain from the chaff, broken straw and other sundries.

Before Kui became pregnant with He, the clansmen were very worried that Kui would not be able to have children in this life, and the priests of the earth would be cut off in her generation.

Later, the men took turns to fight and tried their best to conceive her.

However, the worries of the tribesmen have not been relieved.

He is a stupid kid, even compared with other stupid kids, she is also the stupidest one.

She didn't learn to speak until she was five years old, and she still can't speak well. If you want to communicate with her, you must first be mentally prepared to repeat a sentence three times.

Not only is he clumsy in tongue, but he is also clumsy in doing things.

Take the matter of Yang Guzi as an example. Kui would teach her every year. She was able to learn it at the time, but she couldn't learn it in the second year, and she had to start over from the beginning.

Let such a stupid child succeed Aoi as the priest of the earth. For a long time to come, she will guide the people in planting and harvesting. Every time I think about it, everyone feels uneasy.

Everyone hopes that Aoi can have another one.

But after so many years, all the best in the tribe have come out, but they can no longer conceive Aoi.

Aoi is very patient, teaching her daughter Yanggu over and over again tirelessly.

Threshing the grains is hard work. The people of the tribe are busy from sunrise to sunset, and their waists and backs are sore from raising millet, but they are willing to bear this fatigue. The harder they work, the more harvests they have, and the more food they have in cold weather.

However, this year's Yanggu ended much earlier than last year.

Although he had expected it during the harvest, Miao still looked very depressed. He asked Aoi again and again a little anxiously: "What went wrong? Why is there so much less this time? Could it be that the bluestone didn't play a role?"

Aoi shook her head and said, "If the bluestone hadn't worked, we could only harvest half of the grain at most. Don't you think it's strange? Has it been this cold before when the millet was harvested?"

Miao was silent.

Of course he noticed that it was abnormally cold in the forest, and when he went hunting in the mountains these days, there were fewer wild animals visible to the naked eye, but it was also because of this that he hoped for a bumper harvest of grains to make up for the lack of hunting.

"In the past, after the cold weather, there was still a lot of grain surplus, which was enough for us to eat for the next harvest. Although the harvest this time was much smaller, it would be no problem to support us through the cold weather. At worst, when the warm weather arrives, I will Take the women to collect plants. The most lacking thing now is meat, and if you can’t hunt wild animals, there will be no meat to eat in this cold weather.”

Aoi hit his pain point very precisely.

Grains can sustain life, but long-term lack of meat will make the tribesmen thinner and thinner. Therefore, although the tribe replaced gathering with planting, they did not completely give up hunting.

Miao said: "You are the priest of the earth, the earth has become cold, you should find a way to solve it."

Kui said solemnly: "The cooling of the forest is not a problem of the earth, but a problem of the sky. I can't do anything about it."

The two were chattering when they suddenly heard someone shout: "Look! Someone is coming!"

Miao and Kui looked in the direction of the clansmen's fingers, and the clansmen also stopped their way of life, raised their heads and looked down the mountain curiously.

The land in this area has been slashed and burned, and no grass has grown. The line of sight is unobstructed, and it can be seen clearly from several kilometers away.

I saw eight young and strong men walking towards this side against the afterglow of the setting sun. The black and yellow land matched the white clothes of the first man better than the snow.

How long has the Horde not had visitors?
No one remembers that they have been living a life that can be called isolated from the world all these years. The food brought by planting allows them to be self-sufficient without taking the risk of hunting giant beasts, and their small life is quite nourishing.

When the visitor got closer, both Miao and Aoi recognized him.

Recognize the clothes first, then the person.

That snow-white wolf fur coat is only available in the Big Tree Tribe nearby. Every time they participated in the tribal meeting, the chiefs of the Big Tree Tribe changed one after another like flowing water, but the iconic white wolf fur remained the same.

Song Guo, the last time I saw him was a rookie hunter who couldn't even throw a sling, but now he has grown into the leader of the tribe, which is really impressive.

"What a rarity!"

Miao went up to meet her with a kind smile on her face.

Although they had a bad quarrel with other tribes because of the burning of mountains and planting, they burned their own territory and never set fire to other tribes' mountains and forests.

That being the case, as the host, he should welcome guests from afar, which is a basic social etiquette.

Song Guo, who was a guest, was also very restrained, and walked towards the cave with the seedlings.

The people he brought with him didn't have such a good temper. They stared at the people who surrounded them without concealing the contempt and disgust in their eyes. When they saw the grains in their hands, they thought that these were all caused by burning mountains and deforestation. , the boss was even more upset, snorted with his nostrils, and turned his face away.

The members of the Yougu Tribe hadn't seen outsiders for many years, and they came up to greet them with kindness and enthusiasm, but unexpectedly, their hot faces were covered with cold buttocks, and they all turned away, gathering in twos and threes, working and Whispering, from time to time throwing a few supercilious glances at the members of the Big Tree Tribe.

Only the stupid He didn't know what to do, and still boiled eight cups of hot water for the guests.

"Give."

She handed the hot water to the pinecone.

Song Guo glanced at her, said "thank you", took a sip of water, and then explained to Miao why she came.

(End of this chapter)