Prehistoric Woman Age

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    Suddenly, An'er found a figure in the crowd. She seemed to have seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while. It is said that when a pregnant woman is pregnant, her memory will decline. Could it be that her proud smart mind will face the danger of amnesia?

    She pointed at the not very tall figure in the crowd, hooked her finger at him, and said, "You! Get out!"

    The fugitive's eyes flickered a few times, and his face was a little flustered. An'er said: "Don't be afraid, I'll just ask you a few questions!"

    This refugee is entangled in his heart. Has it been discovered? its not right! The last time he appeared in Atayal, he was in the crowd. There were so many people at that time, and after a whole year, the other party should not remember him, right? It's all from the dog X of Langhui. Once he became the patriarch, he was sent to complete such a dangerous task. If he is really recognized, his life will be completely over!

    He came out uneasy, hunched over, looking like a coward. The old man of the Manman tribe couldn't help frowning when he saw that he couldn't come to the table. Fortunately, this guy is not from their tribe, otherwise the people from the Manman tribe would be thrown home!

    "I tell you to come here, come here! What's the dawdling! Is there a ghost in my heart?" Taozi was obviously a little impatient, and shouted at the guy.

      . but. The last time he came, he was treated well in the tribe, eating fat and strong, but this time he was skinny. Even people who had met several times would think it was two people, right? Also, in the last beast swarm, there was a long scar on his face - bet. Bet the other party can't recognize you!

    He slowly walked out of the crowd, and secretly gave a wink to someone in the crowd.

    "Don't be like a woman! Bah, Bah! Women don't have you! Raise your head and answer our questions honestly!" Taozi roared at the thin figure road.

    He pretended to be trembling and said: "I...I'm afraid of saber-toothed tigers...When I was young, my parents were eaten by saber-toothed tigers in front of me...So. So when I saw Saber-toothed tiger, even if you look at it from a distance, your legs will tremble..."

    "You look useless! Still want to join Atayal? When hunting. If you encounter a saber-toothed tiger, what will you do?"

      , they will survive in Taiya in the future!

    "Meet the saber-toothed tiger? Of course, how fast is the escape? The saber-toothed tiger's fur is impenetrable by ordinary weapons. I don't want to stay in place and wait to die, of course I have to escape?" Vice as a matter of course.

    "Fart!" Taozi was so angry that he exclaimed, "We Atayal warriors. But even giant mantises and Tyrannosaurus rex dare to hunt, just saber-toothed tigers. Why is it worth our lives?"

    "That is, that is! The Atayal tribe is blessed by the gods, and there is the goddess, and there are artifacts in hand, the saber-toothed tiger is a hair..."

    "Roar—" Seeing that his race was degraded, Xiao Miao shouted at him in annoyance. The heat exhaled from its mouth. Sprayed on the guy's face, and immediately scared him to incontinence.

    Looking at the snow at his feet, melted by some kind of hot and humid liquid, even the tolerant and kind An'er could not help frowning.

    "Which tribe are you from, and are there other people in the tribe?" Although An'er was impatient, she had to ask carefully.

    The guy made up the name of the small tribe that was destroyed by their tribe, and said with a sad look: "Our tribe just escaped from me, and the others all died in the beast tide, including my woman..."

    "Just like you, can you still find a woman? That woman must be blind, right?" Taozi didn't recognize this guy, and mocked him with a sarcastic expression.

    The old man of the Manman tribe gave him a puzzled look, then looked at another person in the crowd, and was relieved immediately. Although they joined the barbarian tribe together, they might have met by chance before. So relieved.

    Inquired about everyone's origins, An'er and Taozi, who did not find any doubts, walked with more than 100 people for nearly an hour before arriving at the refugee camp.

      Open that piece of roasted meat that smells of fragrance.

    "Baba, I'm so hungry, I want to eat meat..." A little boy about two years old who was carried on the shoulders of a tall man, looked at the tempting barbecue, and begged in a low voice .

    The man wrapped his son from his shoulders and comforted a little embarrassingly: "Little tree, I will hold you to sleep, and I will not be hungry..."

    "I don't sleep, I want to eat meat, so much meat, why can't the little tree eat it?" The little guy was hungry and full all the way, and every time he clamored for meat and meat At that time, Baba said that there was no meat to eat, but now there is. He doesn't care, he wants to eat meat. The little guy is crying...

      The crying little guy hugged him and coaxed softly: "Xiaoshu, right? Don't cry, I'll take you to eat meat and porridge, okay?"

    Xiaoshu rubbed her eyes with her dirty little hands and glanced at An'er curiously. The stranger hugged him, didn't cry, pointed at the saber-toothed tiger under An'er, and said, "Take a tiger, oooo—"

    "Xiaoshu is so smart, I know it's a big tiger!" For such a little child, An'er couldn't help but feel a sense of motherhood in her heart.

    The little cat carrying An’er rolled her eyes—who is the big tiger? It's a well-known saber-toothed tiger that shakes every corner of the world, isn't it?

    "Xiao Xue'er, cut a piece of barbecue for our little tree. I also need a bowl of meat porridge!" Taozi went to settle the new refugees, while An'er hugged the little guy and did not dislike him. Dirty, came to the place where Xiao Xueer was cooking, and cut in the queue to get a meal.

    When Xiaoshu saw the food, he smiled brightly, and obediently asked An'er to wipe his little hands with the wet animal skin, holding the piece of roast meat. Bite hard with her small deciduous teeth. After a long time, I finally tore off a piece, chewed hard, stretched my neck and swallowed. But he was choked by the piece of meat and rolled his eyes.

    An'er hurriedly fed him porridge. The soft and glutinous rice porridge was mixed with rotten meat, and Xiaoshu immediately gave up the meat in his hand. Completely conquered by the meat porridge: "This is delicious, eat this!"

    An'er teased him: "Didn't you say you want to eat meat? Why don't you eat it?"

    "There is also meat in here, this meat is too hard. The little tree can't eat it..." The little guy plausibly said.

    His father had found a good spot in the grass shed, and put his little things there to occupy a place. He and his son are retail investors. They have just joined the team and are not familiar with the rest of the team.

    The sixty-eight members of the Manman tribe were not far apart, and they were all recorded in a grass hut. He and the remaining fifty-two people were allocated in another shed. Most of them were young and middle-aged people, and several of them were hostile, and they didn't seem to be of the kind.

    The location he chose was farther away from the guys who made him a little uncomfortable, near a corner of the grass shed, although there was some ventilation there. The grass on the ground was thicker. Because it is a corner, he has people in addition to the front, left front and right front. Others do not have to squeeze with others, and the chances of conflict are much less. It's not that he is afraid of things, it's just that he takes his son with him.

    After he settled down, he came out to find his son. When he saw his son, the little guy was leaning on the arms of the Atayal goddess. He gulps down the meat porridge and grabs a bite on his little paws, the barbecued meat he dislikes.

    "Puba! Come on! The meat porridge is delicious! The barbecue is so hard that the little tree can't eat it..." The little guy waved his little hand and called out loudly when he saw his father from a distance .

    "Hey! Little guy don't move around, kicking my little sister, I want you to look good!" Da'er saw that An'er was holding a strange little boy, with a radiance of love on his face , I feel sour in my heart. Seeing the little guy moving around in An'er's arms, he said angrily.

    "Little sister? Where is it? Xiaoshu didn't kick her, and Baba said, a man wants to protect the little sister..." The little guy stared at his big eyes and looked for "little sister" everywhere. Around his mouth, there was a circle of meat porridge, like a white beard, and his appearance was extremely funny.

    The little tree pulled out, quickly took his son over, glanced at An'er's stomach apologetically, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

    "No trouble, I like children! Xiaoshu is a good boy, no trouble at all, right?" An'er made a face at the little guy, making him giggle. .

    After laughing, Xiaoshu also praised herself shamelessly: "Xiaoshu is a good child, Xiaoshu is eating porridge obediently... The porridge is delicious, and Xiaoshu wants..."

    An'er asked Dingding and Xiaoxue to cut a piece of barbecue for Xiaoshu's father, and then filled a bowl of thick meat porridge, saying: "Our tribe only includes dinner, if you want to eat it in the morning If you want food, or you want to have the same right to distribute prey as the Atayal people, you must work or participate in hunting. I think you are also a good hunter. When you join the hunting team in the future, you can entrust your children to Dingding and Tuwa. Happy to help others!"

    Pupu of the little tree heard the words, and he was worried. After nodding and thanking An'er, he took his son who kept waving his little hand towards An'er, and moved towards the temporary shelter-Grass Shed away!

    ps:

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    Title: Through the Morning Light

    Author: Mrs. Meng

    ISBN: 2945455

    Introduction: A modern woman travels through a farmhouse in the Song Dynasty and does not know what to do with farming? Then do business.

    See how a woman made the Song Dynasty more prosperous