I am a primitive

One is that the weapon has not matured, and the other is the honor of this woman, Han Cheng really can't let go...

It was also this unbeautiful misunderstanding for Han Cheng that he gave this primitive woman the name 'Ruhua'.

For this, Xiaomei, Xiaoli, Xing, and the girls from several tribes were still a little unhappy. They felt that it was too violent for such a beautiful name to be given by the Son of God to a captive who attacked their tribe.

Such a beautiful and meaningful name is only worthy of them.

So after discussing quietly, several people came to find Shenzi together, hoping that Shenzi would bestow this nice name on one of them.

After Han Cheng figured out what they meant, he almost spit out the mouthful of hot water he was drinking.

This name is also rushing to ask for it?

Images of red lips, black beard, and little finger pinching his nostrils automatically appeared in Han Cheng's mind, and he spit out a mouthful of water.

It was only after Han Cheng talked about it that he finally dispelled their thoughts.

Ruhua now knows that she misunderstood Shenzi that day.

The Son of God is not going to cut off his body and eat it, but to feed himself a delicious 'broth'.

She had never seen such a novel thing as broth, but since she drank it, she was deeply fascinated. It was a delicacy that she could not describe. The other two were captured together with her people, just like her.

After three days of adaptation, they are no longer as scared as before. Apart from knowing that they and others will not be killed, another important reason is that here, they are more fearful than their original tribe. Comfortable!

As women, their status in the Teng Snake Tribe is not high. Once winter comes, they will only have one kind of food, and that is fruit.

The meat stored in the tribe is the monopoly of witches, leaders, and strong men, so it doesn't matter to them.

Where is it like here, not only can you eat three meals a day, but every time it is meat!

And this kind of meat is better than all the meat they have eaten before.

For these, they were unbelievable at the beginning, they did not believe that this tribe would be willing to use such good food for their defeated captives to eat, this completely subverted their cognition, such a thing, in their tribe Never show up!

It was precisely because of these that they regretted that they should not have obeyed the leader of the tribe and came to attack this kind tribe.

This tribe is really kind. Just yesterday, they witnessed with their own eyes how the people of this tribe warmly entertained a down-and-out tribe who begged to come to their door.

They not only gave them delicious meat, but also gave this destitute tribe a lot of delicious food for them to take back to the tribe to eat.

Of course, the women of the Qingque tribe did not eat specially made food, but the Qingque tribe ate leftovers, but these were already unimaginably delicious for these primitive women.

The people of the Qingque Tribe were finally full. Xiaomei, Xiaoli, and Xing, who had been arranged by Han Cheng, put the remaining salted fish soup and minced meat in the big bowl, and gave them to each other. The three women took it.

Although somewhat reluctant, this was arranged by the Son of God, and they all obeyed.

Among them, the person who took care of Ruhua was the hardest, because Ruhua's stomach was rotten, and she couldn't sit up until her belly grew well, otherwise there would be a risk of her intestines leaking out again, so she needed other people to feed her when she was eating.

No one is willing to let such a thing fall on anyone's head, especially the three underage primitive girls are still worried about this woman having a name that they envy.

So a division of labor was carried out, three meals a day, and the three people came alternately.

The three of them who finally got their food ate greedily, they didn't even let go of the tiny fishbone, they chewed and swallowed them all. If they didn't lick the bowl, they would be scolded, but they would have licked the bowl too.

After eating the food, the three snuggled together, reminiscing about the delicious salted fish soup, watching the tribal people combing each other’s hair under the light of the fire after dinner, or doing something they had never seen before. A kind of peace of mind gradually surfaced in their hearts.

This is an atmosphere of yearning and dependence that they have never felt in the original Tengshe tribe.

(I did not guess wrong, the most worrying thing still happened. It was really cool to bump into the boss. I opened it a month earlier, but it was still unavoidable. I was originally pushing the results according to the classification, and the frequency recommendation on the home page this Saturday will not run. Yes, now I'm running naked (crying loudly), my heart is empty, and I feel very depressed...)

Chapter 89 The Wolf Who Moaned to the Moon and the Deer Who Didn't Want to Eat Grass

It was specially arranged by Han Cheng for the three of Ruhua to have dinner last.

Although no one in the tribe objected to the rescue of these three people, Han Cheng knew that many people still felt uncomfortable about it. In order not to affect the unity within the tribe and take care of the emotions of everyone in the tribe, he deliberately stopped eating These subtle aspects are used to distinguish.

Promote the original people of the Qingque tribe and lower their status, so that the people of the Qingque tribe will feel balanced in their hearts.

In addition to eating, other aspects, such as the furthest from the fire when sleeping, and the closest to the entrance of the cave.

The heavy snow that started to fall in the morning stopped in the evening. At this time, the sky cleared up, and a round of bright moon hung above the clean night sky, looking extraordinarily bright and quiet.

Han Cheng was wearing a hat and gloves, and a fiery red fox fur scarf around his neck, with his arms folded on his chest, standing in the snow outside the cave, quietly watching the moonlight after the snow, a kind of An indescribable tranquility enveloped my heart.

Because the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and there was a bright moon hanging in the night sky, the night looked very bright.

Standing here, Han Cheng could see the wall farthest from him, as well as the statue-like person standing behind the wall and standing guard.

Under the night, they appear dark and hazy, like a black curtain separating the distant sky.

The sudden attack of the Tengshe tribe the day before yesterday sounded the alarm for everyone in the Qingque tribe.

Although they repelled the tribe, no one is sure that the tribe will not make a comeback. For the sake of the tribe and the safety of everyone, after temporarily dealing with the problems left over from the war that day, the Big Three of the Qingque tribe held a meeting to deal with this matter. An urgent meeting was called.

The result of the meeting was to change the system of standing guard from daytime to full-time, and there must be someone guarding behind the fence at night.

"Ow~"

Such a quiet and beautiful night will not only affect people, but also wolves.

Fu Jiang who was following Han Cheng didn't know what he had learned from the night, and raised his head to express his emotions to the bright moon in the sky, with a desolate and distant voice.

However, it didn't express its emotions smoothly, and it was forcibly interrupted when it was less than halfway through.

A small hand patted its head, and patted all the cries behind it back into its stomach.

The only one who dares to treat Lord Fujiang so arrogantly is Han Cheng, a master.

He turned his head to look at Fu Jiang, who had a look of grievance on his face, what kind of evil did he do to be a master.

I am a ferocious wolf anyway, so I can't save myself some face, wolves want face too, okay?

"Wang, wang, wang."

Under the reflection of the full moon, in the quiet night, Han Cheng looked at Fu Jiang and spoke a foreign language that he didn't want to speak very much.

Han Cheng's heart is also very tired. He has come to the primitive society in a good way, and it is fine to teach the people in the tribe to speak Mandarin, but now he has to teach a wolf how to bark like a dog!

No reason!

How can there be such a sad time traveler as myself...

Fu Jiang regretted it very much now, what was he doing with his howling voice when he had nothing to do?

After hearing this syllable from the mouth of his master, Fu Jiang's hair stood on end.

It quietly glanced at its master, then... turned around and ran away.