I am a primitive

The hunchbacked primitive man stopped what he was doing, rubbed the ginger piece on the other weeds on the side a few times, roughly removed the dirt on it, and then brought it to his mouth, biting down a piece with his teeth to start Try it.

After taking a bite, the taste of ginger immediately filled the mouth, and together with it, there was also the uncomfortably spicy taste of ginger.

The hunchbacked primitive man paused, his face was deformed.

He quickly took it out of his mouth, threw it away, and then spit out frantically, spit it out completely.

While doing these things, while looking suspiciously at the people of the Qingque Tribe, who couldn't stop digging and digging, the mood was not to mention how sour.

This thing is still as unpalatable as ever, why are you still digging like you saw a treasure?

Is it because I am abnormal, or these people in the Qingque tribe are abnormal!

The hunchbacked primitive man wanted to look up and ask the sky.

Ask God, of course it is impossible.

Even if he asked, Tian would not answer, and the biggest response he could give him was to send a bird to fly across the sky not far from him, and then drop a pile of bird droppings by the way.

So, he finally asked Mao, a person who could communicate with him.

Through Mao's translation, Han Cheng understood the meaning of the hunchbacked primitive man.

After knowing what Mao meant, Han Cheng didn't even think about it, and was about to reject him immediately.

How can such a good thing be easily shared?

However, in this case, he still didn't say it.

Because at this moment, he suddenly felt a little pain in his conscience.

People living in this world, sometimes, cannot be too selfish, especially when it comes to life and things that can be used to save life.

You may be able to keep the rest of the things private, but you should not keep them private, after all, this is a matter of life and death!

Thinking this way in Han Cheng's heart, he soon made his own decision.

Regarding the fact that ginger can cure colds to a certain extent, I should tell the hunchbacked primitive people, otherwise, my conscience is really disturbed!

"Mao, tell him that this is a very good thing that can cure diseases.

If he gave us six cows, we would tell him what ginger is for and how to use it to cure diseases. "

His conscience was condemned, and God Son Han, who felt uneasy, said this to the trade.

After finishing these words, God Son Han, whose conscience was condemned, became much more relaxed, and his uneasy heart also became more stable.

Sure enough, people in this world cannot be too selfish.

In the past, Han Cheng once heard that helping others can make him happy.

At that time, he did not understand such words.

There is no joy in understanding such things.

But now, Han Cheng really realized the correctness of this sentence.

I really experienced this kind of happiness from my determination to help the hunchbacked primitive people and let them know a method that can have a great effect on catching a cold.

If someone came to ask Han Cheng at this time, is helping others happy?

Han Cheng will definitely answer without hesitation: "Happiness! The happiness that can be generated by helping others is beyond your imagination!"

After Mao was stunned for a moment, a bright and admiring smile appeared on his face immediately.

The Son of God is the Son of God!Consideration is comprehensive!

Compared with Shenzi, who often does business, the gap is really not that big!

While thinking with such admiration, Mao began to quickly convey Han Cheng's meaning to the hunchbacked primitive man who couldn't wait.

However, when speaking, Mao did not follow Han Cheng's original words, but adjusted them to a certain extent.

He first told the hunchbacked primitive man that this is a good thing that can be used to cure diseases.

Just as Mao thought, after he figured out the message he had conveyed, the hunchbacked primitive immediately became extremely excited.

Of course the hunchbacked primitive man was excited, after all, this is something that can be used to cure diseases!

In their tribe, there were quite a few people who were fine before, but later got some kind of disease and died soon after.

The fear of disease even exceeds that of scourges.

After all, things like scourges and beasts can be seen with the eyes, and they can also have certain ways and means to resist.

The invisible thing like illness is really stressful and frightening.

Now, the people of the Qingque tribe discovered that this kind of thing can be used to cure diseases, how could this not make him happy?

He pricked up his ears, widened his eyes, and looked at Mao with anticipation without blinking, expecting that Mao would say what he said next.

Tell them what kind of disease this kind of thing is used for and how to use it to cure the disease.

In his anticipation, Mao continued to speak and began to dance.

After a while, the smile on the hunchbacked primitive man's face gradually froze.

He looked at the people in the Qingque tribe who were looking at him seriously, and then at the piece of ginger that he had bitten off in his hand, and suddenly he felt like vomiting blood and screaming. impulse.

Bully people!

It's so bullying!

I have never seen such a shameless tribe who bullies people!

I really don't know if that damned old primitive woman's brain is broken, and she actually said that the people of the Qingque tribe are kind!

He has never seen such a kind person!

The hunchbacked primitive man really wanted to slam the piece of ginger in his hand on the ground, and then walked forward without looking back, as if such a thing had never happened.

But such a thing, he still did not do it after all.

Because the people of the Qingque tribe, what they said is too tempting!

After hesitating for a while, the hunchbacked primitive man took two deep breaths, then closed his eyes and nodded vigorously...

(Thanks to book friend Wu Weiqing for the reward, after a while, I will add more!)