Chapter 10 But the orchard was robbed by other tribes
After the witch's tireless teachings for a period of time, Han Cheng was able to understand many tribes' words.
After being silent for a while, Han Cheng basically understood what the senior brother and the others had encountered today.
Not far from the cave, there is a large fruit forest. This forest has been discovered by the tribe a long time ago and has been harvesting for many years.
It is said to be wild, but in fact it has long been regarded as the property of the tribe, and it is still very important.
Including this year, more than half of the fruits in the cave were picked from there.
But today a group of people from other tribes came from nowhere.
As soon as they arrived, they occupied the forest and expelled the senior brother and the others very tyrannically.
Senior Brother naturally couldn't bear such an irritating thing. After a brief theory, the matter escalated into a violent conflict.
However, this conflict still had some rationality, that is, neither side used weapons, but only fought with bare hands.
The outcome of the battle speaks for itself.
The eldest brother left the orchard with the defeated tribesmen. Even the fruits that had been picked earlier were not allowed to be taken away by the people in that tribe.
"%3%@#!^&^"
The senior brother, who was ashamed and angry, spoke excitedly. At the end, he punched his chest twice angrily, stood up from the ground, and prepared to take his people to the forest to find a fight with the people there.
"%#%!"
Wu called out to his senior brother, pulled him back, looked at him and shook his head slowly, not letting him go anymore.
The angry eldest brother also fell silent. He understood what Wu meant. He and others had already been defeated once before. If this happened again, the situation would not change much. On the contrary, it might cause even greater harm to the clan members.
He was half-stopped by the wizard and sat back down on the ground, looking dejected.
The other people in the tribe looked at the witch, waiting for him to think of a way and make up his mind.
Wu's expression looked a little solemn. He was squatting there, thinking about things.
After a while, he stood up and slowly said to everyone: "#4^*@$!~&..."
Han Cheng followed Wu's gestures and basically understood Wu's words even though he was guessing.
The meaning of witchcraft is to give up the forest and look for fruits elsewhere.
Everyone in the tribe seemed very unwilling to face such a result, but they had no choice but to accept the reality that the forest was taken away.
After a period of silence, the eldest brother straightened his head, said a few words to the witch, and led the others out again.
This time the witch did not stop him, because the elder brother and the others were not going back to the forest, but looking for wild fruits elsewhere.
It was still early at this time, and there was still almost half a day. After losing the stable source of food in the forest, the senior brother was not willing to waste any time.
The little primitive people in the cave, after the initial silence and the adults left, soon began to play again.
At a young age, they did not quite understand what had happened and what impact such an event would have on their tribe.
They are still at the age of playing and cannot yet understand this kind of worry that belongs to adults.
Wu returned to his residence and sat down not far from Han Cheng, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Compared with before when he was in front of everyone in the tribe, he seemed much more worried.
Something like this happened to the tribe, which made Han Cheng feel a little heavy.
The joy brought by discovering that I can move and will not live like a sculpture for the rest of my life has faded a lot.
After getting along day and night for a period of time, he has developed some dependence and identification with this primitive tribe.
But what is regrettable is that he is now in a state of complete sculpture, and he is powerless even if he wants to help with some things.
When the sky darkened, Senior Brother and his party came back. Unlike the previous harvests when they returned with loads of fruits, only about half of them had fruits wrapped in animal skins in their hands this time, and the rest returned empty-handed.
The flames rose and the aroma of barbecue filled the cave. Not long after, the most anticipated dinner began.
Compared with the cheerfulness of meals in the past, the atmosphere of today's dinner seemed very dull.
Everyone ate their food in silence, and few people spoke.
Han Cheng's mouth can move a little more, and he can chew something reluctantly and slowly.
This unexpected discovery brought a smile to Ling Wu's face.
It was late at night, the fire in the cave became smaller, and everyone went to bed one after another. The cave was particularly quiet tonight, and even the primitive songs that often sounded before were absent.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, the senior brother took some hunting tools and animal skins to wrap the fruits and led the people out of the cave.
Because they need to look for fruits elsewhere, they may encounter various dangers on the road, which is not as safe as the woods they were familiar with before, so they brought a lot of hunting tools for self-defense.
When it was almost noon, the senior brother came back with his people. Everyone in the team brought fruits, which made many people in the team have some smiles on their faces, unlike the silence before.
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After a short rest, the team set off again, but this time four primitive women were left behind.
Han Cheng didn't understand why his senior brother arranged this for a while.
It wasn't until late in the evening when they came back from outside carrying seven or eight fish that Han Cheng understood what was going on.
It turned out that the prey they caught earlier was no longer enough to eat tomorrow, so the senior brother asked them to stay and fish.
Senior Brother and the others brought back a total of three fruits today, which seemed to be a lot, but Han Cheng made a comparison and found that the fruits picked in this day were not even half of the fruits picked in the previous day...
The days passed like this day by day, and the autumn atmosphere became stronger and stronger. Although Han Cheng could not see the scene outside, but from the temperature that was getting colder and colder, he could imagine that it was a cold outside.
What a scene.
He could really feel the temperature now, because two small pieces of burnt crust fell off on his face, exposing some skin.
The joy of his body's gradual recovery made Han Cheng ignore his state, which was very similar to the legendary thick-skinned scumbag.
Now that the witch no longer has to make the food into a paste, Han Cheng can chew something by himself. Although the speed of eating is slower than that of the witch, the joy of chewing is far beyond that of drinking the paste.
In the following days, the senior brother, who had a hearty meal, took the tribe members who also had a hearty meal to the forest, preparing to snatch back what belonged to them.
Unfortunately, they failed again.
I can only continue searching for fruits all over the mountains and plains...
