I'm spoiled in primitive society

Chapter 208

Yes, she is guilty.

If she hadn't learned to ride a horse that day, and had to look for a saddle, she wouldn't have found everything, and Feng would not have died innocently.

Sometimes, she really felt that she was a disaster star.First, it caused Bai to lose his legs, and then caused Feng to lose his life.

Does she deserve to live in the Zhou Tribe like this?

And what made her feel guilty the most was that she indirectly harmed two people, but no one blamed her.Neither did Bai, nor did Feng's four major bodyguards. Instead, they comforted her to keep up her spirits when she was slumping, to live well, and to be with Feng.

All this made her even more regretful.Only by helping them protect what they care about, can one or two be relieved.

The old chief's illness became more and more serious day by day, and he was rarely sober.He immersed himself in nostalgia for the wind, and only said the most kind words to his ideal son every day.

Killing his favorite son with his own hands is enough to make his life collapse.

While my father was awake, Bai sat in front of my father's bed and told me what happened last time.When talking about those stone thorns, the old leader was as stiff as a bow stretched to the extreme, and the failure in his eyes made him look desolate and pathetic.

He didn't look at the remorse on his father's face and the tears crawling across his ravine face. From the moment the wind fell in front of his eyes, all these could no longer move him.

He couldn't forgive Father.

Both his person and his voice are faint and ethereal, like the wind blowing in the sky.Looking at the light blue sky outside, he spoke slowly.It was as if he was talking about the most common thing he heard from where, his tone was neither sad nor angry, but it sounded like thunder to the old chief's ears, every word was like a boulder falling on his heart, causing unbearable pain Tolerate.

After Dafeng left, Bai could no longer treat Father the way he used to.

Every night, his dreams are filled with the stone ax that his father dropped, Feng's body covered in blood, and his eyes that he can't close.

He knew that Feng was not at ease, and he was not reconciled. His slightly opened mouth seemed to want to ask why his father, whom he had always loved and respected, would do that.

Bai thought, if that person wasn't Father, he would try everything to take his life with his own hands, and send him down to confess to the wind.

But that was his father after all, who gave birth to him and raised him.Even if there are thousands of anger in my heart, I can only swallow it hard.He believed that Father's self-blame was enough to kill him.He is not that ruthless, and he can't do anything to make up for the hearts of relatives who are connected by blood.

"Damn it this time, but Feng didn't kill him. He killed himself. Feng was right, he deserved it." Bai finished his words, but there was deep hatred in his eyes.

Feng's innocence made this man like the wind and the moon finally resentful.

His always pure eyes were no longer as clear as before.

The old leader cried for a long time, but couldn't stop the pain in his heart.Feng died, he was very sad, and Bai's words were like a sharp knife, cutting countless wounds in his heart.Regrets are like countless poisonous insects, biting his heart day and night, making him miserable.

He was even thinking that if he could predict that what happened that day would cause him to lose his beloved son, he would rather be killed by the wind for the first time, and never ask more questions.

It's not that he is too cruel, but that he has done too many wrong things at one time, and he has long wanted to deal with him, but he is soft-hearted, always thinking of his own love, and he can't do it, nor can he be ruthless.

His indecision ended up costing him a good son.

Now he is eating the bitter fruit this time, but using Feng's departure as an exit, the price is too high, he can't afford to sacrifice.

"If you are willing to calm down and listen to our explanation, the wind will not die."

Bai's voice was cold, but he told a cruel fact.

He repeatedly and cruelly reminded that all this was Father's fault.Losing the wind, his pain pierced his bones, and he no longer cared about the people around him.

In this case, for Chief Zhou, it would be no different from a sharp knife that cuts bones, making every inch of his skin hurt like a knife, but he can only struggle in the sea full of pain, unable to escape.

Late one night, the letter came.He knocked on Bai's wooden house, his eyes met, Bai seemed to understand something.

The old leader was lying on the bed as usual, but there was a warm and loving smile on the corner of his mouth.He looked at the sky above his head and seemed to be looking at his dearest son.

"Father." Bai knelt down in front of him, but when the word "Father" came out, tears had already flowed down.

The old man's withered hands, withered face, withered body, and the source of dryness in his eyes all told the world that the current leader Zhou was about to die.

His father, his only blood relative in this world, has come to the end of his life, and no one can bring it back.

Father's eyes rolled, and when he saw Bai, he felt resentment and guilt.

His cold and dry hand grabbed Bai's hand hanging by his side, "Xin, go and recruit people, I have something to say."

The efficiency of the letter is very high, and it takes half a cup of tea to return to life.

Everyone knelt in front of the wooden house, layer upon layer.

The old leader sat leaning back, his eyes were bright, and his smile was sad with burning expectation.

"From now on, Bai will take over my position as leader. You must obey Bai's words in the future. If you don't obey, Bai can use the power of leader as you like."

More than a hundred people knelt far away, and those who were further back might not be able to hear what he said at all.But just based on the heavy atmosphere, one can guess what is coming.

Everyone held their breath, held back the sadness in their hearts, and quietly listened to the old leader's instructions.

Recently, they have sent away too many people, and if there is too much to be sad, it will be over.

The courtyard is very quiet, so quiet that people feel panicked.

After the old leader finished speaking, he stopped, took a breath for a while, and took out a hard piece of invisible material from his clothes and handed it to Bai, "Bai, Father gave the tribe to you. You have to take care of it instead of father, and take care of Feng and your mother when father is away."

The old man's once-great body leaned to one side weakly, the brightness in his eyes had gradually faded away, and instead a light of surprise appeared, "Li, you came to pick me up, I miss you so much. I didn't protect the wind well, you Blame me."

Leader Zhou's face was full of light, even the vertical and horizontal wrinkles were all flattened, and the dazzling light bloomed in the cloudy eyes again, "Feng, you are here too. Father will go to accompany you, come, hold Father's hand .”

Yuan Xi raised her head upwards, trying her best to swallow the tears that were about to pour out.

She knew that the last time for the old man had come.

It turned out that he was really a good father.It's just that, between the same bloodlines, he didn't make a good choice, and he regretted it for a lifetime, and finally took his own life.

Facing the life and death that followed, she couldn't hide her grief, and tears finally slipped down.

It would be a blessing if the old leader could really be reunited with the person he loves the most after leaving this time, it would be better than staying in this world alone to endure endless suffering.

(End of this chapter)