Sweet and salty prehistoric husband and wife

This delicious dinner has become a special and unique memory in the hearts of the people of the Huze tribe. It was from this dinner that they realized how unpalatable the food they ate before, and it was also the beginning of God's envoy changing their difficult lives.

All the young and old who had had their fill of dinner for the first time in nearly a month stared at Mr. Hua Yu with worshipful eyes, which made Mr. Hua Yu a little overwhelmed, so he could only let Fenghu get his clothes and then return to the nest.

Being carried back to the nest by the princess, Mr. Hua Yu stopped Fenghu from going back to the nest. He wanted to take a bath, but if he didn't take a bath, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep at all this night.

"I'm going to boil water...to take a shower."

"Okay." For Hua Yujun's request, Fenghu responded to every request.

"Is there a big wooden barrel?"

"I'll do it, soon."

"...Okay, I'm going to make it like this." Feng Hu's thoughtless words touched Hua Yujun's heart subtly, but I can't tell what kind of mood he was in. He was flattered to be unconditionally cared for by strangers. .

Mr. Hua Yu drew the shape of a wooden barrel on the ground. Considering that there is no saw, ax and knives, he said practically: "Today is too late, I will do it tomorrow."

"...Okay." Fenghu stared at the pattern on the ground and had to accept the reality. He really couldn't make this wooden barrel quickly. Suddenly, he thought of something, and his slightly sluggish spirit immediately cheered up. "There is a big Tao. Cans, big enough to hold two people."

"It's a bit big, and it takes a lot of hot water." Mr. Hua Yu didn't want to bother others too much, thinking about simply scrubbing it today, and taking a good bath after making the wooden barrel tomorrow.

"They are very willing...to do things for you. Today's food makes them very...grateful. Zhengchou doesn't know how to thank you." Knowing Hua Yujun's thoughts, Fenghu said in relief.

This is not just to appease on the surface, but to build a good impression in front of Mr. Hua Yu. Fenghu is trying to make every effort to make him stay.

Mr. Hua Yu's mind flashed the frenzied eyes of those worshippers, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching. It was obvious that he had done a trivial thing, and he really didn't deserve it.

Fenghu saw that Mr. Hua Yu didn't care, and didn't explain anything. There are many things that don't need to be explained, just keep them in mind.

Letting Hua Yu-jun take a bath is the most important thing now, and Feng Hu carried Hua Yu-jun back to the tribal gathering place, knowing that Hua Yu-jun didn't want to face the enthusiastic staring ceremony, so he directly carried him into the conference hut, and handled it with care. Then let Mr. Hua Yu wait here, and Fenghu went out to arrange the fire.

The stove was still on fire, so the cooks asked the soldiers to carry the big stone pot to the stream to wash it again, and then started to boil water, and the three big stoves fired together to increase the speed.

Fenghu took out the big clay pot from the storage hut, picked it up easily with his long arms, went to the creek to wash it inside and out, then moved it into the meeting hut, put it down, and then went out again.

Geeta was called by Fenghu to accompany Hua Yujun again. No matter how fast he was, it would take some time to get the bath water ready. Fenghu could not let Huayu sit alone and bored, so he arranged for Geeta to continue to accompany him , Communicate more with Mr. Hua Yu and get in touch more, so that Mr. Hua Yu can get used to the life here.

The conversation between Hua Yujun and Geeta has become more and more fluent, and the sign language is also used much less. Geeta's inner shock at this cannot be expressed in words, only awe and worship remain.

In less than an hour, the big clay pot was filled with two-thirds of the hot water, and Mr. Hua Yu told them not to add any more, so they stopped.

Feng Hu put the new clothes on the stool in the thatched hut, and said, "I'll be outside, wash slowly, and call me if you need anything."

"Okay." Hua Yujun nodded.

Fenghu took Geeta out of the hut, closed the door of the hut, and let Geeta return to his mother, while he stood at the door as the door god, waiting for the call at any time.

Knowing that Fenghu is waiting outside, Mr. Hua Yu feels at ease inexplicably. This is the sense of security that he has only had since being around his parents. A face, or a special temperament that is as strong and straight as a soldier.

Shaking off this inexplicable thought, Mr. Hua Yu took off his clothes, stepped into the big clay pot, poured hot water in several rounds, and the water temperature was just right due to the time difference, just right for a hot bath.