I am a primitive

After spending time together day and night for a period of time, he has developed some dependence and identification with this primitive tribe.

But it's a pity that he is completely in the state of sculpture now, and he wants to help with something, but he is powerless.

When the sky was dark, the elder brother and his group came back. Unlike the previous picking, they returned with a full load. This time, only about half of them had fruits wrapped in animal skins, and the rest returned empty-handed.

The flames rose, the smell of barbecue permeated the cave, and not too long later, the most anticipated dinner had already begun.

Compared with the joyful meal in the past, the atmosphere of today's dinner is very dull.

Everyone was eating food in silence, and few people spoke.

Han Cheng's mouth can move a little bit, and he can chew something reluctantly and slowly.

This unexpected discovery brought a smile to Ling's witch's face.

It was late at night, the fire light in the cave became smaller, and everyone fell asleep one after another. The cave on the night was extremely quiet, and even the original songs that used to be played often did not exist.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, the eldest brother took some hunting tools and animal skins wrapped in fruits, and led the people out of the cave.

Because they need to look for fruits elsewhere, they may encounter various dangers on the road, which is not as safe as the forest they were familiar with before, so they brought a lot of hunting tools for self-defense.

When it was almost noon, the elder brother came back with someone. Everyone in the team brought fruit, which made many people in the team smile, not as silent as before .

After a short rest, the team set off again, but this time there were four primitive women left behind.

For a while, Han Cheng didn't understand why the elder brother made such an arrangement.

It wasn't until the evening when they came back from outside with seven or eight fish that Han Cheng understood what was going on.

It turned out that the prey caught earlier was not enough for tomorrow, so the big brother asked them to stay and fish.

Today, senior brother and the others brought back a total of three trips of fruits, which seemed to be a lot, but Han Cheng made a comparison and found that the fruits picked in such a day were not even half of the previous day...

The days went on like this day by day, and the autumn was getting stronger and stronger. Although Han Cheng couldn't see the outermost scene, he could think that it was a cold outside from the temperature that was getting colder and colder and could even be described as cold. What a sight.

He could really feel the temperature now, because on his face, two small scorched shells had fallen off, exposing some skin.

The joy of gradually recovering his body made Han Cheng ignore his state of thick-skinned slag, which was very similar to the legend.

Now Wu didn't have to make the food mushy anymore. At this time, Han Cheng could chew some food by himself. Although the speed of eating was slower than Wu, the joy of chewing was far beyond the comparison of drinking mushy food.

In the next few days, the elder brother who ate a big meal took the clansmen who also ate a big meal to the forest, and planned to take back what belonged to them.

Unfortunately, they lost again.

I can only continue to search for fruits all over the mountains and plains...

Chapter 11 The primitive man who was almost spat out by biochemical weapons

Last night, the temperature suddenly turned cold. Even though the witch got up in the middle of the night and found an unknown animal skin and put it on Han Cheng's head, Han Cheng still felt cold.

After waking up in the morning, through the words of the adults, the cheers of the children, and a few white dumplings thrown at the entrance of the cave, Han Cheng knew that it was snowing.

The heavy snow fell, and everything was quiet. In such weather, it was no longer suitable to go hunting.

Because the people of this time are not like the people of later generations, who can fully arm themselves and wrap themselves up airtight.

They are only wrapped in simple animal skins, and they will get frostbite if they stay in the snow for a long time.

Originally thought that during this period of time, the elder brother who led the people in the tribe to continuously collect and store food would take a good rest on such a day, but he didn't want to call people out again just after breakfast.

But the difference is that they didn't take weapons like other stones, but only sticks with sharpened ends.

Han Cheng, who has lived here for almost three months, knows that this is a 'harpoon' in the tribe.

Brother, they are going fishing.

Because the small river is not very far from the cave, the senior brother and the others allowed many children from the 'Snow Crazy' in the cave to go with them.

Because it was all dispatched, their harvest was not small. By noon, they had brought back nearly twenty fish.

Because the weather is too cold, the big brother and the others can't stay in the ice and snow outside the cave, so fishing activities are not like hunting or picking in the past, which can be carried out all day long, but for an hour or two. I have to stop and go back to the cave for a while.

After warming up by the fire, I went out to continue fishing.

It's easy to get sick if it's hot and cold like this, but it seems that they have long been accustomed to it, so Han Cheng has retained this idea.

Since the beginning of falling snow, the food in the cave has begun to change under the arrangement of the elder brother.

Originally, meat was the main food, and fruit was eaten as little as possible.

Now it has become mainly fruit, supplemented by meat.

For this change, Han Cheng can understand.

After all, in the past, the prey was easier to hunt, but not resistant to release, but the current situation just happened to be completely different from before.

Fishing activities stopped completely after about three days.

Han Cheng understood this, after all, it was too cold outside.

After no fish were caught, the cave gate was basically closed all day long.

The cave door will only be opened when it is convenient for someone to go out, or to cook.

At this time, the children who seem to have seen the sun again will be extremely excited.

Han Cheng hadn't lived here before, so he didn't know how long winter would last.

However, judging from the fact that since the snow fell, the people in the tribe have been gnawing snow balls directly for drinking, so the winter must last for a long time.

In winter, the people who stay in the cave do the most thing is to sleep.

First, they don't have much to do without sleeping, and second, their bodies really need a good rest after being busy for so long.

The light in Sanlai Cave is dim, and the atmosphere is really suitable for sleeping.

Finally, sleeping can save energy and reduce some food consumption.

Time seems to be sealed by the ice and snow outside, and the days that are repeated every day make it almost impossible to feel the passage of it.

Han Cheng's condition is getting better and better, and his two arms can already swing to a great extent.

A lot of burnt shells on his body also fell off.

In the first moment when he found that he could barely walk out of the cave, Han Chenggong insisted on walking outside the cave despite Wu's obstruction.

This is not for him to show his personality, it is really hard to hide it.