through the ancient times

The freshly plucked millet balls cannot be processed on the same day, and Yang Jun also plans to expose them to the sun for two days and then use a mallet when they are all open.At night, it was hard to resist Adi's desire to penetrate for pleasure, and Yang Jun had the strength to enter the jungle on the second day.

"Adi, wait a minute," Yang Jun called to Adi in front of him, and before Adi came, he used a sharp bamboo knife to dig out a small piece of green, straight, needle-shaped vegetation from the weeds. .Yang Jun's eyes lit up, and he took out a stone hoe from Adi's back basket and refused to help, digging in a small area at the roots of the plants.

But dig a small hole, and the fruit under the plant will be exposed. Because I have no experience with my hands, Yang Jun hurt the fruit in the ground when digging. The yellow fruit broke and immediately a spicy smell came out. .

Adi sniffled, not used to the smell.Doudou, who had been sniffing around at the feet of the two, was choked and sneezed fiercely. Her four short legs ran wildly for a long distance, and finally turned around and disappeared into the jungle.

Yang Jun smiled: "This is a good thing. It can remove the fishy smell and drive away the cold, and it can also treat many minor ailments. When it is cold, drink a bowl of hot soup made from this thing, and you will be sure that you will not catch a cold all winter!" Jiang is indeed a good medicine. Things, cooking and traveling at home are indispensable. "We dig out all this little piece of ginger."

Without saying a word, Adi squatted down to dig.

A small piece of ginger is only like seven or eight plants, and the wild ones are small, so if they are all dug up, there are only a few.But since there are, then don't worry about finding them again. Sure enough, Adi found a patch not far away with a sharp eye. There were thirty or forty plants here and there, and the two of them had a hard time digging.After digging this area, eat some prepared dry food for lunch and find another piece in the woods. Some of the gingers dug up are young and some are old. Yang Jun didn’t care, he picked up the soil and threw all the brains into Adi’s back basket. .After harvesting more than half of the basket of wild ginger, Yang Jun straightened up and hammered his sore waist, but the next moment he froze as if he had been acupunctured, and then rushed to the plant in the crevice of the rock at the corner of the mountain at a speed of [-] meters. The wind unfurls the golden fruit-laden vegetation.

Adi didn't know why, so he ran after him.

Yang Jun looked at the rice in front of him with tears in his eyes, regardless of wild or domesticated or upland rice, as long as it can produce rice, his mother's favorite is his favorite!God knows that the rice that I have been used to eating for more than 20 years suddenly has nothing to eat one day. That kind of stuffy and unaccustomed can drive people crazy!

"A Yang?" Adi was a little worried, not sure whether he was happy or not. "What's this?"

"This is rice. It produces rice, which is food. In my hometown, we all eat this food. When I say 'eat', I eat the rice produced by this rice. In my hometown, 'rice ' and 'vegetables' are eaten together." Modern rice has not yet reached the second harvest season, but this wild upland rice has almost passed the harvest season, and the fruits are plump and almost overwhelm the rice stalk.Yang Jun suppressed his excitement and said to Adi: "Let's look for it again, there must be more than this one around here!" After that, he cut off the ears of rice and put them away carefully, and excitedly asked Adi to search with him.

Indeed, there are more than one tree here and there scattered here and there in the weeds, like a treasure hunt. If it wasn't in the weeds, it would have been almost harmed by birds.Busy until the sun goes down, the scope is large enough, but the harvest is really not optimistic. Yang Jun weighed it with his hands, and the bamboo baskets including the leaves are only about [-] kilograms, and the shelled rice is about [-] kilograms. less than.He also wanted to save the seeds, and it was only about twenty catties, enough to feed two people for a month.

One month, three months to four months.Yang Jun was a little discouraged. Seeing that it was getting dark, Adi hugged him back and took the wild deer hanging from the tree. When he returned home, it was already dark.

Adi hurried to the stream to dispose of the wild deer while there was still some light. Yang Jun lit a fire and barbecued meat in the stone oven in the yard. It was too late and the wild ginger and wild rice were piled up under the eaves for tomorrow.

Adi processed the venison and deer skin, and Yang Jun’s barbecue was ready, so he ate it hastily by the light of the fire. After that, he sprinkled the strips of venison with salt and dried it. It was dark and Yang Jun didn’t let Adi take a bath by the stream again. They brushed their teeth and washed their face with the water in the large stone tank in the corner of the yard, left the venison dried with salt on the fire rack, and drove Doudou to sleep under the stairs, and the two returned to the house.

Lying on the soft animal skin bed, Yang Jun felt exhausted from the day, his legs were sore, after all, he walked a lot of the road today; his back was sore, he had to bend over to dig wild ginger; Pinch the ears of rice. "Adi, help me squeeze my waist."

Thick big palms touched the waist, and squeezed them gently and gently.

Feeling that his waist is getting better, Yang Jun patted himself on the shoulder with his eyes closed: "Shoulders,"

Adi shifted his big hand to his shoulder again.

At the end, Yang Jun raised his hand: "And this~"

Thick big hands came from behind to hold Yang Jun's arm and gently kneaded it. There was no technique or acupoints, but the strength would definitely not hurt Yang Jun.

Yang Jun was pinched so comfortably, he turned his head and rubbed Adi's chin coquettishly: "Why don't you talk?"

"..." Adi said nothing.

Yang Jun rubbed against each other again, his nasal voice rising: "Huh~?"

After a while, Yang Jun thought that Adi could not speak, so he opened his mouth. "... Ayang's tribe, isn't it very beautiful?"

"It's very beautiful." People's clothing and architecture are all pursuing beauty, classical beauty, modern beauty, sensual beauty, slim beauty, symmetrical beauty, messy beauty, all kinds of dazzling.

"It must be, very rich." Adi thought about the vocabulary taught by Yang Jun, and said: "Yes, advanced. There are cloth, knives, medicine, and I know a lot of food that I don't know."

Yang Jun turned around and buried himself in Adi's arms, and said: "Not only that, we also have a big mechanical bird that can take many people to the sky, faster than the birds in the sky; there is a mechanical bird that can run with wheels on the ground. The speed of the car can't keep up even if Adi flies."

"..." Adi fell silent again.

Yang Jun buried himself in Adi's chest and laughed sullenly: "What? Is Adi afraid that I will go back to my tribe?"

It is said that Adi locked Yang Jun tightly in his arms with both hands, and stared at Yang Jun with sharp eyes in the dark: "A Yang is mine! What I found in the jungle is mine! If A Yang, If you dare to leave, I will tie up A Yang!" Thinking of something, he began to pull Yang Jun's clothes, and muttered: "Insert, yes, so that A Yang can't get out of bed!"

Yang Jun blushed and beat Adi: "Rogue!"

"Fuck, rascal?" Adi was at a loss.

Yang Jun hurriedly put away the clothes that Adi had torn loose, hugged him and comforted him, "Don't worry Adi, I won't leave." Not to mention whether he can go back, he will go back now that he is crooked It can't be straight either.Besides, without the person who made him bend, his heart would be empty.

"not going back?"

"I won't go back." Yang Jun said sadly after finishing speaking, "I can't go back either."

Adi patted Yang Jun on the back, and continued to tear his clothes.

Yang Jun stopped in a hurry, wanting to cry but no tears. "Didn't you say you can't go back? Why do you still do it?"

"...I, want to do, want to penetrate."

"No insertion!" Yang Jun blushed and swears, regaining consciousness and threatening: "If you want to insert it, I will go back tomorrow!"

"... Ayang said that Ayang can't go back."

Yang Jun: "..."

The living heaven can still live if he commits evil, but he can't live if he commits evil!God, let him do it again!