Sweet and salty prehistoric husband and wife

After half an hour of teaching time, the little teacher taught with a sense of accomplishment, the college students also learned very easily, and the whole atmosphere was very pleasant.

The members of the Huze Tribe, who came to the square one after another, quietly looked at one big and one small, with peace of mind that they had never felt before.

Just looking at the envoys who seemed to be glowing quietly from afar, their anxiety and uneasiness were submerged, it was very incredible, but even so, the fear of the coming cold season was silently soothed, Even though the envoys hadn't done anything yet, they were inexplicably no longer afraid. This might be one of the divine powers of the envoys.

Because Fenghu specifically told the tribe last night not to approach without the permission of the envoy, so the Waya witch doctor took the pottery bowl from Usna, who made the best food in the tribe, and walked slowly towards the river. Mr. Hua Yu approached.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Wa Ya coming with a pottery bowl, and understood his purpose. Mr. Hua Yu signaled Geeta, whose back was turned, to suspend teaching. Geeta turned around with his eyes, saw Wa Ya approaching, and immediately greeted him respectfully.

"My lord witch doctor."

"Give this to the envoy." Wa Ya stopped at a distance of five steps, and handed over the pottery bowl.

"Okay." Jita knew the intention of the witch doctor, walked over to take the pottery bowl, turned around and returned to Mr. Hua Yu, holding the pottery bowl with horned mutton in both hands, and said, "My lord, eat."

Looking at the familiar meat, Hua Yujun's mouth twitched slightly, pursed his lips, and took it silently.Now he is not picky for half a day, and he believes that this is the best food this tribe provides him. With such a heart, he can't be ignorant.

"Thank you." Mr. Hua Yu expressed his thanks in his own language, even if they couldn't understand, it was from his heart.

Gita and Waya were very flattered when they heard the divine language for the first time. Although they could not understand it, they could immediately understand its meaning based on the current situation. No, this is what they should do, and there is no need for God to make adults thank you.

After the two parties were polite, Mr. Hua Yu got up and prepared to wash up first. Last night, when he first arrived, he simply rinsed his mouth and fell asleep. Now he feels sticky in his mouth, which is very uncomfortable.

"My lord envoy, just tell me what you want to do, don't move, and be careful of your feet." Gita was always vigilant about Hua Yujun's feet, seeing him stand up, she was extremely nervous, and spoke extremely fast Quickly stop Mr. Hua Yu who is about to walk.

"Huh?" Mr. Hua Yu couldn't understand so many strange words from the child in front of him all at once, and his eyes signaled him not to worry, and said slowly.

"My lord envoy, you...want...do...what, order...I...come...do it." Geeta stabilized his emotions, slowed down his speech, and matched his hands as he spoke. Department action.This was what he had just learned from the envoy. When the envoy tried to talk to him, he would cooperate and express what he wanted to say more clearly, which was very easy to understand and use.

"I... go... wash your face... brush your teeth." Mr. Hua Yu held the bowl in his left hand, and followed the words with his right hand.Now they communicate without using sign language, so they really can't speak clearly.

"You... sit down... I... go... get... water." After Gita understood, she continued to speak while gesturing.

"No, I... go by myself."

"No, your foot... hurts."

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Wa Ya watched Hua Yujun and Geeta talking and making movements with their hands, feeling very miraculous. What was even more surprising was that in just a short period of time, the envoy could already have a simple conversation with Geeta, which is amazing.

The envoy in front of him, or the envoy passed down from his ancestors, I don’t know which one is more powerful. Wa Ya is glad that the Huze tribe got this envoy. He believes that as long as the envoy is left behind, the Huze tribe will This winter is sure to survive.