Back to the primitive, peasant girls are not leisurely

Chapter 4 Picked up a person
This is the season when the rice is ripe. Tao Qingluo looked at the bright yellow eyes, as if seeing the delicious rice, she was so happy.

"Quick, call my father and the others over here." Tao Qingluo couldn't help giving orders.

Although Cheng Xiaohu was a little uncomfortable, he just frowned slightly, then turned and left.

Tao Qingluo looked at his receding figure and thought in her heart, Xiao Mian, pretend to be mature like a soul from the 21st century, you are still young.

When I tell you what is edible, I promise you will treat me like a god.

She was walking among a patch of rice, stroking the heavy ears of rice with her hand, feeling really comfortable.

It's been a long time since I felt this kind of harvest, so I have to celebrate it.

Suddenly, she felt as if she had stepped on something soft, which made her cry out in shock.

Then, I heard a muffled groan, which seemed to be quite painful.

She pushed aside the rice and looked down at the ground.

A man dressed differently from them was lying on the ground, because his face was facing down, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Just now, Tao Qingluo directly stepped on his hand, so he let out a muffled snort.

The animal hide on his body is obviously more complete, and there are many feathers for decoration.

From the looks of it, he shouldn't be from this tribe.

"Hey, are you still alive? You're not a fan of porcelain, are you?" Tao Qingluo asked tentatively.

The man didn't respond, just lying there.

Tao Qingluo kicked the man lightly, and then asked, "I'm talking to you, don't pretend to be dead."

That person still didn't move. If he hadn't been stepped on just now, he probably wouldn't have made a sound.

Tao Qingluo plucked up her courage, squatted down, and turned him over with great effort.

To his disappointment, she still couldn't see the man's face clearly, because his face was covered with mud.

I don't know how long he has been lying here, if it wasn't for him, would he suffocate to death here.

Not long after, Cheng Xiaohu brought his parents, Tao Qingluo's two older brothers, and many people from the tribe over.

"Qingluo, where are you?" The patriarch Tao Shilei called out without seeing his daughter.

Tao Qingluo hurriedly stood up from the rice field, waved her hand, and said, "Father, I'm here. I found someone."

After everyone heard this, they hurried over and found that person.

"This person is not from our clan, where did he come from?" someone asked.

Tao Qingluo said: "I don't know either. Anyway, when I found him, he was lying here on his stomach. He probably passed out from hunger."

"Patriarch, what should we do?" The people in the tribe were asking for Tao Shilei's opinion.

"Take him back first, and let him leave after he wakes up." Tao Shilei said.

Then, several people supported the man first and sent him back to the tribe.

"Qingluo, what are you asking us to do?" Tao Shilei asked.

Tao Qingluo didn't speak, just looked at the rice and kept laughing.

Seeing Tao Qingluo standing there looking at the "weed" in front of her and giggling, everyone looked at each other, what happened to this child?
"Qingluo, you are so anxious to let us come here, what's going on?" Tao Shilei asked.

"Father, I just want to tell everyone that we will not be short of food in the future, because besides corn, this can also be used as a staple food." Tao Qingluo said happily.

(End of this chapter)