Prehistoric Woman Age

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    Today's second update, continue to strive for pink, ask for pink...

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    "Little cat! I didn't see you just now, came back from hunting? What's the harvest today?" Da'er patted Tuwa's hand comfortably, giving him a soothing look, He rushed towards the saber-toothed tiger that suddenly appeared!

    Tuwa desperately covered her eyes, unable to bear to see this kind new friend being chewed into pieces by saber-toothed tigers and swallowed. However, the screams did not come. He secretly looked through his fingers and was surprised to find that the ferocious and huge saber-toothed tiger was as well-behaved as a milk cat in front of Da'er. Moreover, it bent down and let Dar climb on its back, carrying him for two laps in the yard.

    Wow! Is Darren the Son of God? To actually make the ferocious saber-toothed tiger obey his command!

    "Tuwa, do you want to come and play?" Da'er rode on the back of a tall saber-toothed tiger and extended a small hand towards him.

    Saber-toothed tiger Xiaomiao, in the tribe, only obeys the control of An'er, and other people don't care about it at all. Is it possible to let Daer jump on its back, or is it allowed to get acquainted with him recently, how could it be possible to let Tuwa ride on it? It looked down at Tuwa condescendingly, and there was a trace of ferocity in its eyes.

    Tuwa took a few steps back in fright. The fear of saber-toothed tigers in his heart was deeply ingrained. Even Daer's invitation, he did not dare to agree. He shook his head like a rattle, his eyes full of horror.

    Xiao Miao then looked away from the threat with satisfaction, and headed towards the main house with Da'er on her head and tail. It hunted small pheasants today, which can be used to make soup for An'er. Originally, the objects it hunted were large beasts that could compete with its size. On the one hand, it is challenging. On the other hand, it feels that this ferocious beast is not very likely to be hunted in the tribe. An'er might want to eat this!

    However, when it saw that pheasant soup often appeared in An'er's recipes, it gave up the big beast. Only bring back prey like pheasants, hares, and wild goats, most of which are alive.

    Following the Tuwa who ran in, and saw another saber-toothed tiger teasing the little pheasant with its soles, he was sluggish for a moment, and then lightened his pace. Creeping around the base of the wall. When Dad Tiger saw a stranger, he came. It also smelled of blood. He rushed over at once, pressed the Tuwa under the soles of his feet, and sniffed everywhere with his nose. Hello. Is it a puppy?

    The warm breath hit his face. Tuwa was so frightened that he thought he was going to die this time. He was pinned to the ground trembling all over, his eyes closed, and he had an expression of resignation—Baba, my son is going to be reunited with you!

    Papa Tiger felt boring when he saw his body on the ground, not moving at all. Gently dialed him with the soles of his feet, and seeing that there was no response, he gave up the toy and went to pounce on the pheasants that were starting to fly. I accidentally trampled two of them to death! Afraid of his son's anger, it tugged at a snowdrift, buried it, and fled back to its animal shed.

    "Tuwa, Tuwa! What's wrong with you?" Da'er, who ran into the house, saw that Tuwa didn't follow for a long time, so he came back to have a look. Seeing him lying on the ground with his eyes closed, he thought he had fainted, patted his face anxiously, and called to him repeatedly.

    Tuwa slowly opened her eyes, and Daer's concerned gaze entered. With Dar''s hand, he stood up, checked his body, and found that he had neither arms nor legs, so he breathed a sigh of relief. He said to Da'er, "A saber-toothed tiger knocked me down just now, I thought I must be dead!"

    "Oh! That's the tiger father, don't be afraid, although it likes to play a little prank, it won't hurt people. Otherwise, we would have driven it out long ago. Meow, it's brought back by Ann, it's very obedient, you can make friends with it. Come on, I'll take you to see the kang, it's warm!" Da'er took his little hand and got into his own room.

    To be precise, this house is where he and Ming live together. It is slightly smaller than An'er's. The kang in it only takes up more than half of the space, and there is less A small kitchen for cooking.

    Tuwa saw a thick tiger skin on the kang, so big, it seemed to be peeled off from a saber-toothed tiger. Legend has it that the Atayal tribe has an artifact in hand, and it should not be a problem to hunt and kill only saber-toothed tigers! It is covered with gray snow wolf skin, with thick fur, and it looks warm.

    He looked at the tattered animal skin on his body with a little self-consciousness. He didn't know whether it was animal blood or human blood, but it had formed hard lumps. Fortunately, it was winter, otherwise it would definitely have a pungent **** smell. . Looking at the clean and new animal skins on the kang, he hesitated, for fear that the dirt on his body would stain the precious animal skins.

    "Why didn't you come up?" Da'er saw that he was looking at himself, only to find that he was dirty and his hair was knotted. It seemed that he hadn't showered and washed his hair for many days.

    He thought about it for a while, jumped off the kang again, picked out a set of clothes he had worn before from the pile of clothes by the bed, took the pair of 80% new wool boots and pulled Tuwa ran to the main house.

    "An, borrow your stove and boil water for the Tuwa to wash and bathe, okay?" Da'er asked with a smile, looking at An'er who was sitting on the kang spinning wool.

    An'er looked up at the two children, smiled and said, "Okay, go to the cellar and get your own bath bucket!"

    The wooden barrels they used for bathing, An'er thought it would be a hindrance in the house, so she threw them into the cellar in the backyard. When the fire came, it survived. well! I knew that the valuables at home were stored in the cellar.

    Da Er ran out da da da, Tuwa didn't know whether it was better to follow or stay in the house. He bit his lip and stood there, a little overwhelmed.

    An'er showed her tenderest smile and said, "Don't be restrained, just treat it as your own home. Are you full at night? There are roasted sweet potatoes under the fire in the stove, you can grill it Come out for supper."

    Tuwa shook her head and whispered: "I ate a lot today. Even before the forest fire, our tribe's winter dinner was never so rich. I also hid half of it. A jar of porridge and a piece of bear meat for tomorrow morning!"

    An'er saw that he was small. But he was very strong, so he smiled and said, "I am very satisfied with the fire you burned today. Are you willing to help me every day in the future?"

    Such a good thing, of course, is very desirable. Tuwa hurriedly said: "I am willing. Thank you! As for my clansmen, can you also help every day?"

    "Of course!" An'er nodded as she rocked the spinning wheel, "Would you like to sit up and get warm on the kang..."

    "No, I'm dirty..." Tuwa rubbed her feet against each other, and found that the animal skin on her feet had been torn several holes, and her black toes were exposed come out. Some embarrassed to shrink back.

    Dal rushed in like a gust of wind at this time. In his hand he carried a half-meter high wooden barrel. Tuwa hurried up. Help carry it to the stove.

    The two little guys quickly boiled a pot of hot water, scooped some cold water from the water tank, and mixed them together. Thoroughly wash Tuwa from head to toe. An'er was afraid that the two children would not be able to wash themselves, so she put the thread spinning aside. After getting off the kang, he walked in and asked, "Do you need my help?"

    Tuwa sat in the bucket and looked at her embarrassedly. Da'er shook his head and said, "It's alright to have me here. You can go back to the kang and rest. You must be very tired after working all night. I am already six years old in spring, not a child of two or three years old. Not a piece of cake?"

    Tuwa opened her mouth and whispered: "I'm seven years old, one year older than Daer, I can take a bath by myself!"

    An'er stood beside the bamboo curtain in the kitchen, watching Da'er washing her hair in a prudent manner, and washing her hair two or three times with soapy water. He also used the wooden comb he had just made in the past few days to help him comb his hair smoothly.

    Tuwa kept rubbing her body, Daer handed him a piece of linen and said, "It's very dusty to rub your body with this! You rub the front yourself, I will help you rub the back... "

    An'er saw that the two little friends were really dripping in the bath, so she let them toss them with confidence. Prehistoric children were in charge of their homes early, and children of six or seven years old already had a certain ability to take care of themselves.

    Da Er changed three buckets of water and used a lot of soap solution before washing the Tuwa thoroughly. At this time, the two children quarreled about the clothes again.

    Tuwa looked at the 80% new animal skin clothes that Daer insisted on for him to wear, among which the top was still made of high-quality snow leopard skin, his head shook like a rattle, and continued : "No, no! I can't ask for your clothes. I heard that your tribe has just been set on fire, and the animal skins were just returned a few days ago. Everyone doesn't need more than one or two, and they make their own clothes. I'm a little nervous...I really can't!"

    In addition to the clothes on her body, Daer also has a new set of animal skin clothes, but he knows very well that if he is given new ones, Tuwa will definitely not accept them. He didn't want to give away the old one, Da'er shook the clothes in his hand and said, "You can see clearly, this is what I wore, I made it in autumn, I'm growing fast, and my pants are a little shorter. Cut. You are a little shorter than me, so you must dress appropriately. If you don't want it, I won't keep it, but give it to someone else! It's also a gift for others, and it's also a gift for you... If you don't want it, do you think the clothes are old? "

    "No, no!" Tuwa stood in front of the burning stove with her bare buttocks, and hurriedly explained, "How could I dislike such a good dress? I am I'm afraid that you gave me your clothes, but you don't have enough to wear... Since you wear small clothes, then I will accept them."

    Put on clean clothes and wash the white baby. Although she looks a little thinner, she is very handsome. He dipped his feet into his boots and felt the long wool inside, and the frostbitten feet were warm. The people of their tribe don't know how to make such boots. When it's cold, they wrap their feet with a piece of animal skin, and they will slip off when they walk. Atayal tribal boots are warm and convenient, and won't fall off even if you run fast!

    ps:

    "Inheritance Policy", after being reborn from the dead, if you ask He Xingzhao what she is most reluctant to bear in her previous life, she will probably say that she is reluctant to bear her daughter Huijier, her son Huan who died early, and the one who dared to Love and hate yourself.