goodbye cain

The man's strength was great, and the soil around me was quickly dug open.Looking at the tattered and dirty cloth robe on my body, I felt that there seemed to be something inconsistent.It didn't take long for this doubt to be resolved - my arms were freed.The two thin ones, like bamboo poles, are completely different from the solid arms I had that belonged to the working people at first glance. The palms are also whiter and smaller. Although they are beautiful, these hands are obviously not the hands of the working people.

It was with a heavy heart that I waited for the man to fully dig me out.Sure enough, not only was my upper body no longer the model I remembered, but so was my lower body.I looked at the woman who was still covering her mouth and crying silently, of course, I didn't want to comfort her or get comfort from her, I just wanted to look in the mirror - her eyes were still quite big.What I see in a woman's eyes is the reflection of a child.With a small body and long hair, she is about the same age as the little girl I saw before, and her face seems to be somewhat similar, but she looks weaker.This made me clamp my legs almost in horror, but fortunately, the little JJ is still there.If I become a girl all of a sudden, I think I will have post-wear depression.

After experiencing such a fright, it was easier for me to accept the setting that I had traversed.

The woman probably misunderstood what I meant by staring at her, so she came up and slapped me—that was impossible.She did what many men probably expected. She hugged me, rubbed my head gently, and kissed my face lightly.I'm a little embarrassed, but women are very gentle.I only got this kind of treatment from my mother before I was in elementary school.So, I didn't resist, and quietly lay in the woman's arms.

This process is a bit long, after all, I am not really a child, so I started to get a little distracted.But I am a polite person, I still maintain my posture, and start to look around.I saw a white figure flashing away in the distant wheat field.I don't know why, but my intuition is that little girl just now.Was she peeking at us just now?

The man who dug me out rested for a while, then dug me out of the woman's hand, hugged me with one hand, and started walking in the direction he came from.The little curly hair on the man's head fluttered gently in the breeze. I sat on his arm, and I could feel the strength in his embrace.The woman stopped crying, but followed behind with a smile on her face, though her long, curly eyelashes were still wet.

A strong father, a gentle mother, and a doting child, hardly need me to verify, this is a perfect family of three.

The man strode forward, and gradually a wheat field began to come into view.Based on my experience of living in the country for many years, the wheat does not grow well. It grows here and there in a very disorganized manner, and it is also full of various weeds.The mature wheat stalks are mostly standing upright, and the ears of wheat look very shriveled and thin.I don't think it's like the wheat grown by humans. If you just sprinkle the seeds in the ground, it probably won't be worse than this.

At this time, I didn't know that I had guessed the truth unfortunately. I naively thought that I might have traveled to an ancient time where productivity was relatively underdeveloped, like most time-travel novels.Of course, this kind of underdevelopment is of course relative to the modern era after the industrial revolution, and the basic production tools and means of production should still be available here.But later facts proved that I was still too naive.

The man carried me to a sloping land, which was higher than other terrains, with a wide view and a good view.I thought I would see a small stone house or a log cabin on this slope, or a thatched house or something, but the man carried me straight into a hidden cave next to the slope.

The lighting in the cave is not good, and it is quite dim when I go in. It takes me a while to get used to it before I can barely distinguish things.The man put me down and walked familiarly to a shallow pit surrounded by boulders.He took out something from the pocket hanging on his body and put it on the pit, and then began to blow lightly into it, and the fire gradually rose from the pit, illuminating the cave.The grim feeling brought by the darkness to the cave gradually dissipated, and a warm scent of burning hay filled the air.

In addition to the firepit for keeping the kindling in the cave, there are also simple stone pots and stone bowls (basins?).There are some wooden sticks and stone spears near the entrance of the cave, and some other tools whose functions are not clear.The furs of animals are placed in the inner part, and under the furs are covered with dry grass and branches, which looks like a sleeping place.

I have a deep understanding of what it means to return to the pre-liberation overnight.

The woman put the stone pot on the firepit, poured some water into the pot from the water bag on the wall, and picked a piece of meat hanging above the firepit and put it in the pot.The putty on it was at least one foot thick, and the woman threw it in without saying anything about washing it.Some fruits and grains were thrown in together with the meat, which did not match her appearance at all. The way the woman cooks is really simple and bold.

But maybe because of the natural pollution-free, the taste of this pot is quite fragrant.I don't know how long I haven't eaten in this body, anyway, my saliva is secreting out.

After the food was cooked, the woman filled a bowl with the man first.The man didn't eat and handed it to me.

He said a word, I did not understand, but I think it should be the meaning of asking me to eat.I can tell that the pronunciation of the word at the end of the sentence is Aibo. I also heard this pronunciation from the unconscious whisper of a woman holding me before. I think this may be my name.

The food is delicious, and I'm not a Virgo, so I don't have any bad habits, so I finished three bowls of unknown broth with a stone bowl in my hand.Both men and women were obviously shocked by my food intake, but as fathers and mothers, of course they didn’t feel that I ate more than pigs. Instead, there was a kind of gratifying light in their eyes, and I was even more sure that I should be their own. that's it.

When the family of three was eating happily, a person appeared in the light at the entrance of the cave.Although it was against the light, I couldn't see that person's face clearly, but I still recognized that person at a glance as the little girl I only met today.I think the impressive beauty is hard for ordinary people to forget.

But men and women don't seem to be impressed by this beauty, I guess because they are beautiful themselves?There wasn't a trace of happy expression on their faces, and I even felt that they were a little unhappy.This made me a little puzzled. The stone pot was huge, and there was still a lot left for the three of us to eat. Looking at the unrestrained attitude of women towards food, I think our family should not lack a bite.

Of course, at the moment, I'm just wishful thinking that the little girl is here to eat. After all, at this point, it's another little girl. I really can't think of any other motives for her visit.

The author has something to say: beg, beg, all kinds of begs~~~~~