Prehistoric Woman Age

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      He was one of the people who was afraid of heavy work as mentioned earlier! After a winter, without engaging in high-intensity labor, his originally lean body has been rounded up like blowing air.

    For some unknown reason, most of the clansmen have lost a lot of weight because of the limited food and clothing for the past month, while Cong Cong and a few clansmen around him who joined from the same tribe have their faces still It's round, as if it was swollen from being beaten!

    The dozen or so clansmen who make trouble are all from the same tribe as Cong Cong, and they are usually lazy and lazy. They were the ones who were arguing about allocating food in the cave last time. It is estimated that the food they have been allocated has long been eaten up, so they came up with the idea of ​​​​the seeds stored in the tribe!

    Lao Luo was so angry that he grabbed the bamboo spear that Cong Cong held high. Although he was a little old, he often participated in labor. Seeing An'er coming, he said angrily, "An'er, these people should be in charge! Last time I was thinking about the food reserves in the tribe, it was originally for emergency use. However, they shouldn't beat the food stored in the tribe. Seeds. Our farm tools have been prepared, the fertilizer has been composted, and the trees in the ground have been cut down. We are only waiting for the spring to open up wasteland for farming. If we eat the seeds, what will we use to plant them in the spring?"

    Facing An Erman's angry eyes, Cong Cong's eyes flickered with some guilt, but she still insisted: "Everyone is starving to death, what seeds are left? , without food, it is still a matter of whether we can survive until spring! Besides, you only talk about farming and farming. Who has planted it? Can you plant it? Don’t take the grass that our brothers saved by starving to death. Seeds, go to waste!"

    The people in the tribe know that there are baskets of seeds stored in the caves, including rice, dry rice, wheat, soybeans, corn... If those seeds are distributed to everyone, It can also last for ten days and a half months. In the hearts of most clansmen, farming is a distant thing, it is better to get it in your hands and eat it in your mouth. therefore. While Cong Cong was clamoring, many of the clansmen present did not respond. My heart agrees.

    The people who came to make trouble with Cong Cong snorted loudly and demanded the distribution of seeds. One of the thief-eyed guys provoked maliciously: "I don't want to divide? Or is there nothing to divide? Everyone knows that the women of the patriarch like to eat the seeds of plants. They don't like to eat meat. You stop us from dividing the seeds of grass. , wouldn't it be because there is no grass seed distribution in it, and you and the patriarch's family took all of them to eat?"

    "That's right, that's right! The patriarch's house is fragrant all day long. They eat delicious and spicy food, but we are starving! We are almost starved to death. But there is no food!" The dozen or so troublemakers seemed to have caught something, and they suddenly became commotion. Sing along loudly.

    Some clansmen were instigated by them, you look at me, I look at you, from each other's expressions, I can see that they have other ideas. but. Except for the dozen or so people, most of the clansmen remained silent. Neither hinder nor agree.

    "Don't talk nonsense! Don't listen to these bad people's provocations! Look at An'er and Abu, these days, they are hungry and thin. If she swallowed those seeds, how could they all become thin? Bone?" The Detachment of Women in charge of patrolling was led by Ah Cai today. She held the longbow tightly in her hand, eager to tear the mouths of these guys with ulterior motives.

    Congcong rolled her eyes and snorted: "Since the seeds are still there, why don't you want to send them to us? This winter has been extended, and the clansmen have nothing to eat. I will soon run out of food, and if I don’t have anything to eat, I will starve to death. What seeds are left, it’s important to eat it to save my life!”

      , everyone still has food in storage, and you are the only ones who are clamoring to cut off the cooking. Everyone distributed the food they saved from their teeth to you. First of all, it was you who said that they had nothing to eat and were going to starve to death. How many! Where did the food go? In the dog's stomach??"

    Cong Cong and a few fat guys around him, look at me, I look at you, and they are not confident enough: "We...we eat a lot, eat a lot, and consume it naturally. Quick! We're not fat, we're... swollen, yes! We're hungry and swollen!"

    A Tu took a rest today and did not go out hunting. He led a group of Boy Scouts ranging from thirteen to sixteen years old, ran over, stood beside An Er, and pointed at the trouble with a bamboo arrow The man gnashed his teeth and said: "It's you again! What's the trouble! If you don't go back quickly, what's the physical strength you're wasting here?"

    "Go back? Go back and wait to starve to death! Let's not starve to death! The clan obviously has food, so why not give it to everyone? Are you watching the clan starve to death?" If you don't speak, it's already very provocative!

    "Yeah, other book friends are watching:! Don't go back! We're going to starve to death! We want to eat!" squeeze. Lao Luo and Lao Lei, who were in front of them, were pushed back. Even An'er, in the chaos, was pushed a few times and almost fell to the ground.

    Xiaohu looked at his clansmen in the past, of course he knew what they were like. In the past, in the tribe, children like him, whose parents had died and who had no one to take care of them, were always hungry and full, and it was common for them to be hungry. Even an adult warrior cannot let go of his stomach to eat. After coming to the Atayal tribe, he really felt what it meant to be "full" and what it meant to be at ease.

    He saw how the clansmen of the past were wasting and not cherishing food when they first received it, and he tried to persuade them more than once. However, they still go their own way. With a sour taste, he beat him: "Yo! Once you have climbed up to a big man, you will be more courageous? There is so much food stored in the clan, why don't you eat and drink from the sea? Why do you still wronged your stomach? Go go go , say one more word, be careful I beat you!"

    As a result, their food was eaten first, and when they distributed the food saved by others, they took it for granted. Everyone can't wait to eat eight petals of a grain of rice. When saving and saving, they still let go of their stomachs and eat their mouths full of oil. He said how could they be so reluctant to stay behind, it turned out to be the idea of ​​the seeds left in the clan!

    "Brother Cong Cong! Didn't those seeds be said long ago, they were reserved for spring farming? An'er said, if you can't divide it, you can't divide it! Don't make trouble, hurry back and rest. If you accidentally hurt An'er, the patriarch will never spare you!" Xiaohu gently pushed Cong Cong's arm and kept winking at him.

    "Yo! Yo! Xiaohu, it's incredible! I haven't been around for a few days, and I'm going to attack Brother Cong Cong! What's the matter, you follow the patriarch's ass, it's good for you, don't you think? We are not allowed to make demands for ourselves and our family?" That sly-eyed guy punched Xiaohu on the back and staggered him. This time, the guy didn't have any strength left.

    "That's right! Xiaohu, if you stop us again, I'll beat you to the ground!" Cong Cong also waved a huge fist at Xiaohu.

    "Who will you beat down? What a big breath! I think you are still not hungry, but you have the strength to be rough on the clan!" Taking a step forward, his cold eyes shot like a knife at the thief-eyed guy who was instigating again and again.

    That guy, seeing An'er's guilty conscience, shrank his head and hid behind Cong Cong. An'er snorted coldly and said to the clansmen, "It's not yet the time to share the seeds, I will find a way to solve the problem of lack of food in the clan, and I believe I will be able to give the clan an explanation soon. In a situation where the ammunition and food are exhausted, the patriarch and I are definitely not the kind of people who watch the people starve to death. It will not be too late to open the warehouse and distribute the food! Ah Tu, Xiaohu! Escort these guys back! No more trouble, hurry up Get out of the tribe!"

    Most people in the tribe are very convinced of An'er's words. Since she said it, if it can solve the food problem, it will do! The eyes of the clansmen gradually became firmer, and no one was instigated by those troublemakers anymore.

    However, when the Boy Scouts were going to bring those guys back, I don't know who would do it first, but the two sides actually practiced full martial arts. Those troublemakers have not only spears, but also bows and arrows that are usually sent to their hands for practice.

    In the chaos, I don't know who pulled the bow and arrow in his hand, and the bloodshed happened. Blood stimulates the nerves of primitive people, and a melee is inevitable.

    An Er saw that someone in the Boy Scouts was injured, and the bow and arrows were flying all over the sky. She disregarded her own safety and wanted to stop this unnecessary dispute from the melee.

      After a teenage boy was pierced through his chest by the spear in Cong Cong's hand, An'er saw that the situation was getting more serious, so she took out her lion's roar skill: "Stop! Stop it all!! Ah Tu, With your people, back me up!"

    Abu was a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to go against An'er's wishes. He led the Boy Scouts and supported the wounded while blocking the opponent's attack while retreating.

    The thief-eyed guy took advantage of the chaos to grab a bow and arrow from the hand of his companion, pulled it full, and aimed at Atu's chest...