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Chapter 1390: Savage 10
After raising chickens, Feng Yin also caught a few wild boars and raised them in captivity.

Unexpectedly, her action directly sent a signal to the savage brothers.

The next morning, when Feng Yin just got up, he saw a wriggling snake trapped in the basket at the door.

Various, very small snakes.

Not only snakes, but also various other baby animals.

It really made Feng Yin's scalp tingle after watching it all morning.

In the end she kept the lamb, and all the other snakes, insects, mice and the like were eliminated.

The savage brother who gave the lamb was very happy and started to show off proudly.

The others who were not selected looked at Feng Yin with some unhappiness and grievance.

Feng Yin remained unmoved.

If she gives in to these straightforward people, all these things will be placed on her and Cheng Yanqiu's bed tomorrow.

I thought the matter was over, but who would have thought that on the third morning, Feng Yin found a human cub at the door.

This breath is really something that can't be raised or lowered.

She picked up the kid and sent him back directly to his biological mother.

The boy's biological mother and father expressed their regret when they saw the boy being sent back.

Feng Yin had no choice but to gather everyone together and explain it over and over again, finally making them understand that she didn't want all the cubs.

The matter with the cubs was finally over, and Feng Yin continued to reclaim the wasteland.

Spring hunting was also going on while the wasteland was being reclaimed.

In fact, spring hunting is not a good idea, because many animals are in heat in the spring, and they will become very aggressive and dangerous.

But there was nothing they could do, they really had nothing to eat.

You can’t eat wild vegetables every day!
Cheng Yanqiu led the spring hunting team. The traps and advanced hunting techniques allowed them to gain something every day.

On the tenth day, Cheng Yanqiu and his group returned carrying two savages covered in blood.

The savage, who had not experienced the loss of a companion for a long time, was unable to react for a moment.

After I realized what was happening, I actually felt a little sad.

Before, they didn't even have time to be sad.

There was no time or energy to bring back the companions who died outside.

Feng Yin cremated the two savages, buried them in the soil, and erected tombstones for them.

The name was written on the tombstone, in Chinese characters chosen by the savage for himself.

One is thirteen and the other is sixteen.

A simple name that doesn't look like a name, represents two lives.

The savages paid tribute to their brothers for the first time and seemed to understand a little what friendship was.

It is a sad thing to see a tribe member die, but life must go on.

After clearing the land, Feng Yin led them to sow, water and weed.

Farming is like gambling because you don’t know what the weather will be like this year.

A rainstorm or a drought can wipe out your harvest.

Especially when they are short of everything, the food they grow is particularly important.

Heavy rain fell several times, but because of the terrain chosen by Feng Yin and the drainage ditches he dug, the crops they planted were not flooded.

Throughout the summer, they took turns guarding the farmland, whether driving away birds or watching wild beasts. In short, everyone cherished and valued it.

They already knew that this stuff was delicious and that it could help them get through the long winter.

So these people care more about this than Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu.

The wind that taught them sang was quite idle throughout the summer.

I had free time so I wandered around and found a lot of food.

Summer passed, and finally it was autumn, the harvest season. This time, they didn't need Feng Yin to teach them one by one, and they were all cute little kids who could work on their own.

The grain was transported back little by little and piled up in a dry cave sprinkled with lime powder, and someone would dry it in the square every day.

They learned to observe the weather, and knew they must harvest crops when there were too many dark clouds.

All progress is made little by little.

At the autumn harvest, they harvested not only the land they planted, but also the land that provided them with the seeds.

The chestnut trees were not spared either.

After the autumn harvest, the savage brothers who were physically strong were exhausted.

With all the manual labor and carrying, even robots would be tired.

That night, Feng Yin prepared a lot of delicious food and held a feast to celebrate the harvest.

The autumn harvest is over, but the work is not over.

Drying the grain, hunting, storing firewood for the winter, burning charcoal, smelting iron, everything needs to be done.

Not only that, Feng Yin also led them to build a new house, no longer a wooden house but a yellow mud house.

The kind of house where the walls become warm when wood is burned.

They don't need to live in caves, just in houses like this.

You can even have one room per person or one room per family.

Life at the foot of the cliff was getting better and better; the place was getting bigger, more popular and civilized.

Just when everything is going well, a cold or flu arrives.

Feng Yin knew about herbs, but many of them were nowhere to be found, so he could only try his best to help them.

But even if she tried her best, her skills alone were still useless.

They lost thirteen of their tribesmen to a common cold.

All of them were due to the high fever that wouldn't go away.

Thirteen more graves appeared in the cemetery beyond.

It was things like this that made Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu clearly realize that living here was really not that easy.

Year after year passed.

They have experienced torrential rains, droughts, and wildfires.

In addition to natural disasters, illness is also a major cause of death.

Over the next few years, Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu took over the joining of several tribes.

Some people pass away, some people come in.

As a group grew larger and larger, they were able to farm and harvest their own crops.

Five years later, Cheng Yanqiu was accidentally injured, the wound became infected, and he had a high fever that wouldn't go away. He couldn't get better no matter what he did.

Feng Yin stayed beside him and said, "It seems that we really have to leave this time."

"Are you still a little reluctant?"

Feng Yin looked at Cheng Yanqiu and shook his head, "No! I was wondering if I could return to human society next time. It's nice here, peaceful and calm, but I'd rather go to the modern countryside to farm than stay here. I miss my underwear that doesn't prick my flesh."

Cheng Yanqiu was amused and took Feng Yin's hand, and the two of them snuggled up to each other.

It was still Cheng Yanqiu who left first. After Feng Yin settled him down, he went on to settle down his brothers and sisters outside who were each more heartbroken than the other.

On the same day, Feng Yin also left with Cheng Yanqiu.

Thousands of years later, when archaeologists unearthed murals from the barbarian era, they had a lot of questions in their minds.

Who are these two gods being worshipped?
And aren’t those simplified Chinese characters written on this mural?

Is life really a cycle? Simplified Chinese characters existed thousands of years ago, and we just happened to re-develop and utilize them.

The existence of these two people almost caused an archaeologist to change his career.

But that doesn’t matter anymore, because Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu really returned to the modern world, but in a somewhat devastating way!