Chapter 11 The primitive man who was almost not vomited by biochemical weapons
Last night, the temperature suddenly turned cold. Even after the witch got up in the middle of the night and found an unknown animal skin and put it on Han Cheng's head, Han Cheng still felt cold.
When he woke up in the morning, through the words of adults, the cheers of children, and a few white dumplings thrown at the entrance of the cave, Han Cheng knew that it was snowing.
The snow fell heavily and everything was quiet. It was no longer suitable to go hunting in such weather.
Because people at this time were not like people in later generations who could fully arm themselves and wrap themselves up airtight.
Wrapped only in simple animal skins, they would suffer frostbite if they stayed in the snow for a long time.
I thought that the senior brother, who had been leading the tribe to collect and store food during this period of time, would take a good rest on a day like this, but he didn't expect that he would greet people out again just after breakfast.
But the difference was that they did not carry weapons like other stones, but only sticks with sharpened ends.
Han Cheng, who has lived here for almost three months, knew that this was the 'harpoon' of the tribe.
Senior brother, they are going fishing.
Because the river is not very far from the cave, the eldest brother and others allowed many children in the cave who were "snow crazy" to follow them.
Because they were all out in force, their harvest was not small. By noon, they had brought back nearly twenty fish.
Because the weather is too cold, Senior Brother and the others cannot stay in the ice and snow outside the cave for a long time, so the fishing activity is not like hunting or picking in the past, which can be carried out all day long, but for one or two hours.
Then I had to stop and go back to the cave to stay for a while.
After warming up by the fire, we went out to continue fishing.
It's easy to get sick if you don't mix hot and cold like this, but seeing that they seem to have been used to it for a long time, Han Cheng kept this idea.
Since the snow started to fall, the food in the cave has begun to change under the arrangement of the senior brother.
Originally, people mainly ate meat and ate less fruit if they could.
Now it has become mainly fruits and supplemented by meat.
Han Cheng can understand the changes in this aspect.
After all, prey used to be easier to hunt and less resistant to release, but the current situation is completely different from before.
The fishing activities stopped completely after about three days.
Han Cheng understood this. After all, it was too cold outside.
After no more fish were caught, the cave door was basically closed all day.
The cave door will only be opened when someone goes out for convenience or when cooking is started.
At this time, the child will be particularly excited as if he has seen the light of day again.
Han Cheng has never lived here before and doesn't know how long the winter will last.
But judging from the fact that since the snow fell, people in the tribe have been eating snow dumplings directly to drink water, so winter will definitely last for a long time.
In winter, the most common thing people stay in caves does is sleep.
Firstly, they don't have much to do without sleep, and secondly, their bodies really need a good rest after being busy for so long.
The lighting in Sanlai Cave is dim, and this atmosphere is indeed very suitable for sleeping.
Finally, sleeping can save energy and reduce the consumption of some food.
Time is like being blocked by the ice and snow outside. The days are repeated every day, making people barely feel its passage.
Han Cheng's condition is getting better and better, and his two arms can already swing to a large extent.
A lot of the burnt shells on his body also fell off.
The first time he found out that he could barely walk out of the cave, Han Chenggong insisted on walking outside the cave regardless of Wu's obstruction.
This is not for him to show his personality, it is really hard to say.
In the past few months, he had been eating, drinking, and eating while standing, and he had accumulated a lot of things on top of the burnt shell covering his lower body.
If he doesn't take this opportunity to deal with it quickly by himself, he will be embarrassed when the burnt shell on his lower body can no longer be contained!
When everyone in the tribe saw that something that was originally like a tree was actually walking away on its own, they all came to see it strangely. Even the second senior brother, who was snoring loudly, was called out by one of his wives.
Han Cheng felt like crying when he saw the crowd of people who didn't even sleep and were rushing outside to stare at him with wide eyes.
Damn it!
Didn’t I just poop my crotch?
As for such a big fanfare, the whole tribe came out to watch the fun?
After being in a stalemate like this for a while, seeing that everyone still refused to go back, Han Cheng suddenly thought, Damn it! Just watch it!
You don't shy away from others when doing things. I am a time traveler from later generations, how can I be inferior to you?
With this thought in mind, he stretched out his little hand to clasp the burnt shell on the back of his butt.
You read that right, it’s the little hand. I don’t know why, but after his hand was freed from the burnt shell, it looked like this.
Both hands look like those of a six or seven year old child!
When he first saw these hands, Han Cheng was very frightened, but after making sure that the rest of the hands were as small as the two hands and not out of proportion, he felt relieved.
Even time travel can happen, and now it's no longer unusual for people to be rejuvenated again.
After all, if you calculate this matter carefully, he has made a lot of money, and he has made ten or twenty years in vain!
"Holy shit! It stinks!"
When he first took off the charcoal shell from behind his buttocks, Han Chenggong couldn't help but cursed in his heart. At this moment, he even despised himself.
He didn't have the courage to look at the burnt shell, so he threw it away, and then mustered up the courage to peel off the second piece.
At this time, there was a noisy and chaotic sound at the entrance of the cave.
Han Cheng, who had his back to the entrance of the cave, turned his head mechanically. When he saw the people who were watching him with interest just now, their expressions changed, and they covered their mouths and noses and squeezed into the cave.
When Han Cheng saw this scene, he felt secretly happy.
Damn it, I told you to look at my naked butt, are you being tricked now?
Hahaha... ugh...
"hiss!"
Han Cheng was shocked and couldn't help but shudder. Damn, it feels so sour to wipe your butt with snow dumplings!
He was using the air conditioner while cleaning himself with snow dumplings. Compared with the cold, he couldn't bear the smell of himself!
After finally taking care of his personal hygiene, Han Cheng, who was almost frozen and unconscious, walked mechanically and slowly towards the cave step by step.
The moment he appeared at the entrance of the cave, everyone once again covered their noses and looked at him with panic in their eyes.
It wasn't until he was slapped twice on the head by the witch that he tried to loosen his nose...
Han Cheng sniffed, damn, he was actually disliked by primitive people. Is it really so smelly?
