Sweet and salty prehistoric husband and wife

Gita and Xixi sat quietly beside Hua Yu-jun, deliberately moved some distance away, and stopped talking, for fear of disturbing Hua Yu-jun to rest.

Mr. Hua Yu didn't say anything more, his body was still weak, and he would feel dizzy and uncomfortable if he talked too much, so he closed his eyes for a while to rest.

When Wa Ya pushed the door softly and came in, Mr. Hua Yu opened his eyes. He is lying on the ground now, and he can only talk to him when Wa Ya walks to him and squats down.

"Master Hua, how are you doing now? Are you dizzy? Hill will bring rice porridge right away. Wait a minute." Wa Ya walked quickly into the room and came to the left side of Mr. Hua Yu and squatted down, with concerns constantly appearing from her mouth if.

"I'm fine now, it's just some dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, and I'll get better after a few days of rest." Hua Yujun explained her condition calmly.

"Master Hua, you must have a good rest these few days. Don't worry about other matters." Wa Ya was still worried. Seeing Master Hua's pale face, how could he be at ease.

"Okay, I called you here, because I want to tell you, cremate the warriors so as not to pollute the tribal environment, put the cremated warriors into clay pots, make a piece of land in the tribe, and put the warriors Let us settle there, and they will stay with us in the future." Mr. Hua Yu knew that it was very emotional to do so, but those soldiers were worthy of his attention, and they were qualified to let him pay attention.

"Okay, I see." Wa Ya nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Let the other wounded soldiers take good care of their wounds, pay attention to their diet, and pay attention to the nutrition of the newly born mother, and take good care of the baby." Mr. Hua Yu explained one by one.From here, he began to fix the names of Bao Ma and the baby.

"Yes, we will pay attention." Wa Ya nodded, panicking in her heart, obviously Master Hua himself was injured so badly, and he still had to worry about the affairs of the tribe, how could they get such a good Master Hua.

Mr. Hua Yu finished explaining the important things, and didn't have the energy to talk about other things, but in just a few words, a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wa Ya, Gita, and Xi Xi saw it in their eyes and felt pain in their hearts. They wished that they could bear the pain instead of Master Hua/teacher.

Hill opened the door and came in, holding a white porridge with a little minced meat and vegetables in his hand. Wa Ya, Jita and Xi Xi couldn't help but respectfully helped Mr. Hua Yu up, trying not to touch the wound, pushing his back to let him go. Qi sat up, and Geeta cleverly sat down with his back facing Mr. Hua Yu, and he became a human back, Xixi supported Geeta's shoulders with both hands to help.

Mr. Hua Yu leaned against his thin back, with a hint of warmth in his heart, opened his pale and dry lips, and slowly drank the porridge that Hill carefully fed with a spoon, his stomach after a day of fasting was slowly being relieved. Filled with warmth, the sense of powerlessness gradually recovered.

All the porridge in the small bowl went into Mr. Hua Yu's stomach. Hill asked worriedly: "Teacher, are you full? I'll bring you another bowl?"

Hua Yujun shook his head and refused: "That's enough, I'm full."

In fact, how can such a small bowl of porridge be enough to fill up an empty stomach for a whole day, but Mr. Hua Yu has no appetite, and it is already a strong effort to drink all this small bowl. In order not to make them worry, she did not show it.

"Master Hua has a bad appetite right now. After two hours, you can feed some more to Master Hua." As a witch doctor, how could he not know the current situation of Mr. Hua Yu? brother.

"Yes, Mr. Witch Doctor, we know." Geeta and Hill brothers suddenly realized, and nodded solemnly, expressing that they knew what to do next.

Mr. Hua Yu, who was broken, didn't care. He sat for 2 minutes and motioned to lie down. He was carefully laid flat again, and he let out a small sigh of relief.

Sitting is still a little tired, and Mr. Hua Yu feels sorry for leaning on her small back. She didn't want to eat much, so she wanted to lie down immediately.

The four people who didn't know what Mr. Hua Yu really thought thought that Mr. Hua Yu lay down so quickly because he was too tired to sit still, and his heart ached so much.

"Gita, Hill, Xixi, follow the Waya witch doctor, listen more, watch more, and learn more." Mr. Hua Yu took this opportunity to let brothers Geeta and Hill start to learn how to deal with tribal affairs and read thousands of volumes Books are not as good as traveling thousands of miles. If you want to become an independent person, you have to get in touch with and cultivate affairs from an early age.

"Yes, teacher." Geeta and the Hill brothers looked serious. They knew that from today onwards, they could no longer play innocently like before. For the Huze tribe, they had to grow up quickly.

"Wa Ya, these children are entrusted to you. Just entrust them with what you can do. Only the young trees that have experienced wind and rain can thrive." Mr. Hua Yu turned his face to the right to look at Wa Ya, and said softly.

"Okay, I know, don't worry, we will make arrangements, you take a good rest, and leave other things to us." Wa Ya frowned, looking worriedly at Hua Yujun who was in low spirits.

Mr. Hua Yu nodded, his eyelids were a little heavy, he didn't force himself, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

Seeing this, Wa Ya took Geeta and the Hill brothers and walked away lightly. He was very careful when opening and closing the door, so as not to wake up the sleeping people in the house.

After walking a certain distance, Wa Ya said: "The impact of the beast tide on the Huze tribe is too great. There will be a lot of things to deal with in the future. You must follow suit. The three of you are the future of the Huze tribe. You have to develop in all aspects, be familiar with everything in the tribe, and don’t let your teacher down, you know?”

"Yes, we understand." Brothers Wa Ya and Hill nodded seriously.

"Lord Wa Ya, Xixi and I want to become as powerful fighters as the leader of the Fenghu clan. Can we learn from the leader of the Fenghu clan next year?" Hill has always had this desire in his heart, and couldn't help but seek help from the Waya witch doctor.

The warrior uncles who sacrificed their lives to protect the tribe stimulated Hill, and he also wanted to become such a hero, and he had no regrets in dying for the people he missed and protected in his heart.

The teacher said that if you act recklessly with enthusiasm but no strength, you are a reckless man who can't do anything but die in vain.

If you want to achieve what you want, you must improve your strength. As long as you are strong enough, you will be fearless.

"Do you want to switch to become the student of the leader of the Fenghu clan?" Wa Ya stopped and looked at Hill and Xixi, her eyes were a little cold.

"No, we will always be the teacher's students, but we are very greedy, and we want to learn to fight from the patriarch. Only when we are strong enough can we protect the teacher and the tribe." Hill knew that the witch doctor misunderstood himself and thought they were Want to betray the teacher, but how is this possible, they can become the teacher's students in this life, it is the greatest gift given to them by the God of Heaven and Earth, even if they die, they will always be the teacher's students.

"It will be very hard for you in the future." Wa Ya knew that she had misunderstood, so she softened her voice, and there was still some disapproval in her tone.

Everyone's energy is limited, if you want everything, you may not be able to do anything in the end, and being too greedy generally has no good results.

"Master Wa Ya, we are not afraid of any hardships, as long as we become stronger, we can resist no matter how hard or tired we are." Xixi, who has always been heartless and carefree, said with a serious and serious expression that he has never had before.

"I can't make up my mind about this matter. When Lord Hua is in better health, you can go to him to discuss it yourself, and your teacher will give you the best answer." Brother Hill's stubborn and serious eyes made Wa Ya unable to refuse, thinking that I am not qualified to make decisions for their lives, it is best to leave it to Master Hua.

"Okay, we got it." Hill and Xixi nodded. They wanted to discuss it with the teacher, and they wanted to wait. Such a big event happened in the tribe, so they couldn't wait.

Geeta looked at Brother Hill silently. He couldn't imagine that the partners who get along with each other day and night have such big thoughts. His thoughts have always been to become a teacher-like person, and there is some deviation from his friends' plans for the future. .

There is no unhappy mood, just a little lost. He and his best friends are not going in the same direction in life. At the same time, he is also happy for them. They are more self-motivated and persistent than themselves. Dream, he will also help to tell the teacher together.

After the baptism of the beast tide, the Huze tribe was busy rebuilding their homeland with grief. All the vegetables, melons and fruits planted outside the city wall or in the tribe were ruined, and there was nothing left.

The small domestic animals raised by the tribe were also trampled by wild beasts everywhere, and only a few survived.

Most of the house was also destroyed and had to be refurbished. It can be said that it was devastated. Such a tragedy happened in one morning.

It's a pity that things outside of the body are at best, as long as there are people, they can start again, but the 85 soldiers who lost their lives will never come back to life again.

After four days and three nights of cremation, the 85 heroes of Huze were all put into new clay pots, and Wa Ya built the tombstones on both sides of the gate wall, and asked them to continue to guard here and watch all who came. The clansmen who come and go, they should be very happy with such an arrangement.

The clay pots are not big, so Wa Ya built a long row of walls with bricks for two days at the city gate, and behind the walls are the stairs to climb into the city.

The wall is made of squares, just for a clay urn. Each square is inserted with a movable slate. Only when it is in use, the movable slate will be removed and replaced with a stone with a name engraved on it.

These two walls are the hero walls of the Huze Tribe. The 85 fighters are the first batch. Their deeds will also be engraved on their respective stone slabs, which will be handed down to future generations for all future generations of Huze to look up to.

When 85 soldiers sealed the monument, Mr. Hua Yu insisted on being there in spite of everyone's objections. The four-member group of witch doctors could only let Mr. Hua sit on a chair, and let the soldiers with less injuries take Mr. Hua Yu to the scene. Carried to the tombstone, to participate in the funeral.

There was a lot of crying, sadness and crying enveloped the Huze tribe, Hua Yujun bowed his head and mourned silently. At this moment, everyone was in great grief, and tears washed everyone.

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