It is not easy to traverse the wilderness

Song Lai wasn't too surprised why An Ye didn't come back with him. With Song Lai's adult mind, the dispute between An Ye and Oss because of his own was simply too obvious.In fact, this is very normal. After all, I have more than 5000 years or even more Cui Can civilization than them.Although what he owns in that vast civilization may not even be the size of a speck of dust, but in this barbaric wasteland, which is not even the beginning of human beings, he is as rich as a god.It is inevitable that he will be missed by that old fox of Oss.

At the beginning, Oss and the others could say that they were abandoned children of other richer tribes, but recently Oss has not asked himself about the so-called tribe.All signs show that Oss has plans for himself.Including that he chose Rich as his successor, the closest child of the whole tribe and himself.As for being chosen as a servant of the gods, it further shows Oss's fear and expectation of him.

Even if it is only the most elementary form of human beings, it has already begun to possess human cunning, suspicion, and conspiracy. "Heh, it's really the spirit of all things." Song Ling threw the onion in his hand and walked leisurely on the way home.There was a familiar rush of footsteps behind him from far to near.Before he could turn around, he was hugged in his arms.An Ye, my life partner. "An, let's go home." He raised his head from his arms and saw the baby behind An Ye.Just as the baby was about to open her mouth to say something, "Shut up" Song Lai interrupted her roughly.

The three of them walked home together, the shadows on the ground were stretched by the moon, and finally overlapped together.

Early the next morning, An Ye was awakened by a strange smell. He saw Song Lai kept stirring in the earthenware pot. In the pot was the onion and some meat that he brought back from Oss yesterday. It smells very fragrant. This kind of fragrance is a kind of fragrance that has never been smelled before. It is pure and extreme meaty fragrance, without any fishy smell, and it is full of meaty fragrance.An Ye got out of bed and went straight to Song Lai, reaching out to the clay pot to get some meat to eat, but Song Lai snapped his hand off, "Wash your hands."

Song Lai and his family have a washbasin that no one else has.Although pottery has been popularized in the tribe, pottery is still a relatively precious daily necessities. No one uses a basin to wash their faces and hands. In fact, it’s not that they don’t pay attention to hygiene, it’s just because they really don’t know what it is. health.An Ye washed his hands in the morning and went out, no matter where he went or how long he went, his fingernails would be black when he came back.They don't think there's anything wrong with it, and they don't think it's good to wash their hands without any dust. Song Lai can't control so many people, he only cares about An Ye and Rich, because they can often touch him and baby.

Push An Ye to the table at the door, the so-called table is just a frame made of four pieces of wood.Put the stir-fried pork and green onions on a clay plate, and handed An Ye a pair of chopsticks, "Taste it, this is edible meat." Don't cut the meat on the plate into slices, and there are not many onions, There are only a few slices, and there is a little pepper in it.An Ye took two pieces of meat and put them in his mouth.There is a little bit of numbness in the rich meat aroma, and the tenderness of the meat is tenacious, and soon a plate of meat disappears.After An Ye finished eating, he looked at the plate and asked Song Lai, "Is there any more?" Song Lai handed him another plate of meat, which was a plate of fried mushrooms.An Ye once ate all kinds of mushrooms in various ways.Now looking at this plate of fried mushrooms with meat, I am heartbroken. Why are they mushrooms again?

Looking at Song Lai's expectant eyes, An Ye bit the bullet and took two bites, hey, it seemed to be not bad.The fresh aroma of mushrooms and the strong aroma of meat, the two blend into a strong and unique aroma, which is really good.After eating another big plate, An Ye felt very satisfied.Turning his head to look at Song Lai, "No, what is stewed in the pot is baby's meat soup. The meat soup has no onions and still tastes like before." An Ye stood up and took a spear to go hunting, "What are we going to eat tonight? Is it?" "Anything."

After An Ye left, he fed the baby.Song Lai went to Oss's place.Because he became a servant of God and Oss had a heir, Song Lai had to cook all the meals for Oss in a day.Originally, the former god servants of the tribe were determined to live and eat with the old shaman just like the descendants of the shaman, but how could An Ye let Song Lai follow Aussie.

When they arrived at Oss's house, Oss was teaching Rich to know the plants in his house. Song Lai followed him quietly for a while, and many of them were said to communicate with the gods. Song Lai probably was some kind of hallucinogenic herbal medicine.Others treat trauma.Song Lai was a little worried that Rich would be crippled by Oss accidentally, so he quickly cooked Oss's meal, and then proposed to take Rich out for a walk to gather some wild vegetables for dinner.After hearing this, Oss readily agreed.

In the past few days, the sound of birds has been heard from the big lake near the tribe. Song Lai decided to take Rich to see if it was possible to pick up some bird eggs. When he walked to the lake, Song Lai saw a large Waterfowl, some in the lake and some in the reeds on the shore, alas, there are bird eggs.Song Lai's saliva almost drools when he saw the waterfowl which looks like a duck.

As a result, as soon as the two of them approached the reed, the water birds made a shrill sound, and then Song Lai felt that it was getting dark.Looking up, water birds swooped down in front of him, and then Song Lai and Rich were covered in bird droppings.The strong and foul smell instantly made Song Lai feel faint. Fortunately, it was very close to the lake. The two rushed to the lake and jumped in. Song Lai didn't dare to touch himself with his hands. After washing for a while, I cleaned it myself.

This is so simple, Song Lai can still vaguely smell his own body.God, come and strike me dead.

Until An Ye found it under Rich's guidance, Song Lai was still soaking in the lake, and he always felt that the smell in his hair was still there. Song Lai thought carefully about the possibility of losing all his hair. Here I don't have any cleaning products, and I always feel that I haven't washed it clean. I don't expect shampoo or something, and quick soap is fine.Song Lai thought about whether to shave his hair with a Swiss champion in Sansan.

An Ye looked at Song Lai's little bald head and kept laughing all the way, while the baby behind him stretched out his hands and wanted Song Lai to hug her. As soon as Song Lai hugged her, she reached out to touch Song Lai's head, and then giggled Non-stop, "Aren't you finished, you're just bald." "Hahahaha" An Ye laughed outright.Song Lai stuffed the baby back into An Ye's arms, bowed his head and walked quickly ahead, humming, I'll make some soap tomorrow.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.Song Lai only knew that soap was made of caustic soda and fat, and the fat was made from lard. What about caustic soda?

Song Lai mixed plant ash and lard together, and got two black-gray unidentified objects. He used one of them to wash his hands, and his hands were greasy and covered with black ash.Song Lai felt that as long as his hands were heated and sprinkled with cumin, they could become a delicacy.Damn, how is the soap made.Song Lai couldn't help thinking of his sister. If she was allowed to do it, there would probably be no problem at all. Song Lai threw the unknown object aside casually, lay on the bed and began to think about memories.

A long time ago, because I wanted to apologize to my sister, I sincerely wanted to give her a gift. At that time, my sister was crazy about all handmade and natural things. I seemed to order a handmade soap for him on the Internet. The other party promised Everything is pure natural, plant ash is used for caustic soda, olive oil is used for fat, how did he do it, think about it, the soap he was holding back then was not black.It is said to be rose, red color.And that soap has been made for a long time, like a month, time? !Is it because of the time, you have to put it away for a month?

Song Lai got up and picked up the black thing and put it in his hand to have a look, okay, young master, I will let you have a look for a month.Song Lai put the two pieces of soap that were supposed to be in a corner, and began to think about what to do with the bird eggs by the lake. It would be a torture to not be able to hold the delicious food in front of his eyes.But when I think about the suffering I suffered the day before yesterday, I immediately feel nauseous.If it happened again, Song Lai probably would have collapsed.

When An Ye came back at night, he found Song Lai was sewing. When An Ye finished cooking, he turned around and saw a man whose whole body was covered in animal skins, only two eyes were exposed. "What are you going to do?" "Go and steal eggs!" Song Lai wanted to take off the things covering his body as he said that, but he couldn't do it well and fell to the ground. "Pfft..." An Ye looked at Song Lai and couldn't help laughing again.What Song Lai sewed was a sack-like bag with only two holes for viewing the way, and both arms and legs were wrapped in animal skins.So it's easy to get yourself down by accident, and that thing can't walk at all.

After dinner, Song Lai thought that he hadn't done anything that day, and felt a little depressed, so he pulled An Ye and kept saying, what are fried eggs, egg custard, and salted eggs ah.All kinds of ways to eat eggs went through Song Lai's mind.The idea of ​​stealing the bird's eggs became more determined.Song Lai decided to sleep first and continue tomorrow.

An Ye patted Song Lai's head, why does this kid want to eat bird eggs so much.Get him some tomorrow.It was so fishy that he still couldn't resist hunger, and I don't know why the child wanted to eat it so much.

When he got up, Song Lai was not only thinking about the bird eggs.There are so many birds by the lake, so it shouldn’t be a problem to catch dozens of them and make a duvet or something. Catch the birds and let you attack me with biological and chemical weapons.He took out the bag that he made yesterday, which was obviously a failure, and he tore off the leather cords that the Swiss champion had cut for him, and then started to weave a net, my master, I want to catch birds.

The author has something to say: Collections don’t keep rising, and I complained to my friends, who said you want to show off your cuteness and ask for collections.

I don’t want that. I write because of my interest. It’s wonderful for some people to read it, but it’s fun for no one to read it.turn away

When I got home, I looked into the mirror secretly and said, "Yeah, please collect it, know how to eat, please take care of me."

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