Ling Xiaotian opened his eyes and saw a woman wearing strange clothes. The woman was very beautiful and wore a lot of silverware. She had a beautiful smile and an innocent look. She was a woman with a very pure heart. Ling Xiaotian stared at it with both eyes.
Woman, "Who are you?"
"My name is Abuya, you are in our Irab tribe now, and you fainted at my door."
"Abaya, thank you."
"You're welcome, by the way, what's your name, where are you from, and why did you faint here?" Abuya asked.
"Who am I?" Ling Xiaotian thought hard, thinking that he seemed to have some fragmented memories, but they were completely incompatible and could not be put together at all. What followed was a headache, a severe headache that he could not bear.
Fainted again.
At this time, a gray-haired old man walked in, holding a long sacrificial stick in his hand. He looked like a wise man at first glance. He was the leader of the Irab tribe. The Irab tribe has been inherited for more than two thousand years.
They are one of the oldest ethnic minorities. Their population is not large, but their culture is very unique. What is even more mysterious is that they are a reclusive people and have never had contact with the outside world. However, the culture of the Chinese nation has been absorbed by them from the outside world.
Absorption, the reason is that they send a man and a woman out to the outside world every ten years to let them learn things. After they have learned something, they come back to teach the tribe, so this place not only preserves the cultural heritage of their own tribe, but also inherits the culture of the outside world.
, this is completely the crystallization of the wisdom of every clan leader.
"Grandpa, will he be okay?" Abuya said.
"Let me take a look." The old man checked Ling Xiaotian's condition, opened his eyelids, and found that the energy in his eyes was gone, and his concentration was not completely focused.
"How's it going, Grandpa?"
"The situation is not good. If God cannot gather him, his memory will not come back."
"What should we do? Is there anything we can do to help him?"
"We can't help him with anything. He has to rely on himself for everything. Others can't help him even if they want to," the old man said.
"How pitiful."
"Yes, I'm not sure when he will wake up. My child, what you have to do is to keep his heart pure."
"Okay, Grandpa."
"He is an extraordinary person, take good care of him." The old man smiled.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of him." Abuya took a deep look at Ling Xiaotian and said.
It was already night when Ling Xiaotian woke up again. He got up and walked out of the room. He saw silence outside. All he heard was the chirping of insects, the sound of the wind blowing, and the fresh air. A very primitive and completely different outside.
Ling Xiaotian enjoyed the fresh air.
"You're awake." Abuya came over with a bowl of ginseng soup.
"It's so beautiful here."
"Really, I feel the same way. Although I don't know what the outside world is like, it is certainly not as quiet as ours." Abuya said.
"The outside world?" Ling Xiaotian looked at the night sky, and there seemed to be some sense in his mind that his clothes should be those of people outside.
"Yes, you are from outside. It's a pity that you don't remember it yourself, but it doesn't matter. You stay in my house for the time being until your memory is restored and you leave." Abuya was not at all defensive against Ling Xiaotian. It was very important.
One thing is that Ling Xiaotian's body has a natural aura, an aura unique to the innate realm.
"Thank you, I don't know how to thank you." Ling Xiaotian said.
"You're welcome. My grandpa said that helping others is a good thing. I'm really happy to be able to help you. In fact, I haven't spoken to any man except my grandpa. It's you." "Why?"
"Because of the clan rules, once you talk to a man, it means you have chosen him..." Abaya suddenly paused. She lowered her head and her face began to turn red. Ling Xiaotian, who had lost his memory, would not react on his own.
What happened? The answer was very straightforward.
"Did Miss Abuya choose me?"
"Ah, no, no, you are different, you are not from our tribe." Abuya said quickly, looking very cute.
"You're blushing." Ling Xiaotian smiled.
"I suddenly felt a little hot. ( )" Abuya's face turned redder.
"Is what you have in your hand for me to drink?"
"Oh, drink the ginseng soup quickly to replenish your energy and strengthen your energy." Abuya handed the cup to Ling Xiaotian's hand.
"You are so kind to a stranger, aren't you afraid that I will be a bad person?" Ling Xiaotian said.
"Grandpa said that people are good people, so they must be good people." Abuya is really naive.
"You listen to grandpa very much."
"Well, my grandfather is a wise man in the clan. Not only do I listen to my grandfather, but the whole clan listens to him." Speaking of his grandfather, Abuya was very proud.
"Your grandfather is an amazing person, I really want to see him soon." Ling Xiaotian said.
"You'll see him tomorrow."
"Anyway, I thank you for your life-saving grace, but I can't stay here, even though I like it here very much." Ling Xiaotian said.
"Has your memory returned?"
"No, but I want to find out if there may be more solutions." Ling Xiaotian said.
"But grandpa said it might be better if you lived here."
"Grandpa really said that?"
"Um."
"Okay, then I'll stay for a while."
"Well, have you finished drinking?"
"What, are you going back? Why don't you talk to me more?" Ling Xiaotian said.
"It's very late. I'm going back to bed. You should go to bed early." Abuya didn't dare to stay for a long time. Her heartbeat was always very fast when talking to Ling Xiaotian and she was also very nervous. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she
It must be because Ling Xiaotian has never been like this before.
The next day, Abuya got up very early, and of course Ling Xiaotian was even earlier. The clothes he was wearing were from the Ibra tribe. He started running around the village early in the morning. Although his memory had disappeared, he was still doing the things he was used to.
, such as running, he would get up when the time was up. After running a lap, he himself wondered why he got up so early in the morning, but he thought about it for a long time and had no answer.
"Who is that young man? He's so unfamiliar." When Ling Xiaotian passed by the villagers, everyone was curious about whose child was so handsome and much better than the young people in the clan.
"I don't know. I heard that the patriarch rescued a young man yesterday. It should be him. He came from outside. It's really different. He's very clear and fresh."
"Sister Aqing, I'm wrong. Shui Lingling is used to describe women. He is shy of the moon."
"Sister Ah Yin, you are also wrong. Close the moon and shy flower is also used to describe women. I think he is very handsome and has a heroic look on his face."
Ling Xiaotian, who was running in front, almost stumbled. This villager seemed to be very powerful, but Ling Xiaotian also knew that this was a sign of simplicity. The folk customs were very good, and at least they were warm and hospitable. He didn't know that he would soon become the talk of the town.
question.
Ling Xiaotian quickly came to the field and saw Abuya doing something in the field. Seeing her hard work, he actually felt distressed, so he naturally rolled up his trousers and walked down to the field. His feet felt numb as soon as he entered the field.
, it turned out that the upper layer was filled with soft mud, which was interesting. Ling Xiaotian walked towards Abuya.
"Why are you down here? Go back quickly, I don't need your help." Abu Ya noticed Ling Xiaotian walking over first.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm picking up weeds."
“Why pick weeds?”
"For rice to grow well, weeds must not absorb oxygen. You won't do it," Chen Buya said.
"How difficult is it to pick up weeds?" Ling Xiaotian stretched out his hand and picked it up. This scene moved Abuya. There is a kind of man who is naturally gentle and considerate. In her opinion, she was deeply attracted by Ling Xiaotian. Regardless of the attractive man, she was attracted by Ling Xiaotian.
It will attract people everywhere and in any way.
"Hey, you don't have to do this."
"Don't call me hey, I think I'm older than you, so just call me brother." Ling Xiaotian said.
"No, I won't call you brother."
"Why?"
"If there is no reason, it means not screaming." Chen Buya touched the woman's mind. There were only two reasons for the woman to say what she just said. One was that she wanted to be Ling Xiaotian's woman, and the other might be their customs.
Ling Xiaotian thought he had offended Abu Ya, "Abaya, why can't you call me brother?"
"I'll tell you later, are you helping me now or just talking nonsense?" After a series of horrific events, Abuya's inner endurance was much better than before.
"Doing things." Ling Xiaotian works very seriously. Once he puts in the work, he will do it better than others. The morning sun has risen, and the red sun shines on the fields, which is very beautiful.
"It's been a long time since I felt the sun under my feet." Ling Xiaotian said.
"Yes, thanks to you I actually saw it, thank you." Abuya said excitedly.
"Is there any specific reason for doing this?"
"Well, because there are clan rules." After saying this, Ling Xiaotian seemed to understand a little bit.
"The clan rules say you can't call a stranger your brother. Is there such a ridiculous thing? I don't believe it," Ling Xiaotian said.
Really, only a man who is married can let a woman call her brother, so Abuya didn't dare to call her brother. Although she thought in her heart, she suddenly lost her temper when she thought that Ling Xiaotian would still leave.
After working for two hours, the work in the field was completed ahead of schedule with the help of Ling Xiaotian. Abuya and Ling Xiaotian returned home talking and laughing together. As soon as they entered the door, they found an old man smiling at him.
"This is my grandpa, let's talk." Abuya left knowingly.
"Hello, grandpa." Ling Xiaotian didn't dare to make any mistakes, he was on someone else's territory.
"No need to be polite, sit down." The old man smiled.
"Thank you for saving me."
"It doesn't take much effort. You don't have to do this. Do you still remember what happened to you?" The old man tried to provoke Ling Xiaotian's reaction.
"No matter what, thanks to grandpa, I don't know how to describe my mood." Ling Xiaotian said.
"Relax, don't get excited. This is a very ordinary thing for me. Don't take it too seriously. What kind of love are you doing?" Looking at Ling Xiaotian, whose lower body was covered with mud, the old man couldn't help but ask.