Prehistoric Woman Age

    Update time 2013-8-2218:59:36Words: 3394

    Thank you for the tip, thank you for your support, thank you for CCTV, thank you for MTV, thank you, thank you for your support, please send your recommendation ticket…

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    "An, what are you doing?" Da'er looked at Ba Ba being settled in the cave, and then ran out, squatting beside Lin An'er, and asked curiously .

    I have gone through a lot today. Although Lin An'er is very tired and confused, she has not forgotten her promise to Ah Sang. She cut the hard shell of the mutant mantis giant claws with a dagger into the shape of a large knife in her impression, found a piece of sand and polished it carefully.

    Turn her head to look at the cute little guy, she replied with a smile: "The shell of this mantis is polished and it is much sharper than the hunting weapons used by the hunting team. With weapons made of mantis shells, Tomorrow, our hunting warriors, promise to hunt more food. In this way, our Daer will have meat to eat every day!"

    A Sang and A Tu also came out of the cave, and when they heard An'er's words, they hurriedly offered to help. An'er was not polite, she just cut the shell into the shape she needed, and handed over this kind of strength to these primitive humans who were full of energy. In the meantime, do not forget to point out a sentence or two.

      An'er rubbed her sour eyes, took Da'er's little hand, and entered the cave. A Sang and A Tu, the two lunatics, brandished the long knife they had just finished, and experimented with the tree. In three or two strokes, he felled a big tree that the three of them hugged together, and they were so happy that they danced and almost caused the tragedy of accidentally hurting each other...

    As soon as I entered the cave, a cool air rushed in. It turned out that in the depths of the cave, there was a cold spring gushing out, forming a small stream, next to the mountain wall on one side of the cave, flowing out of the cave, and finally merging into the small river outside the cave.

    Therefore, even in hot summer, the temperature inside the cave is much lower than outside. If the Atayal tribe hits a lot of prey, they will store it by the cold spring, which can effectively prevent the food from spoiling. When Da'er took Lin An'er's hand and showed her to visit the cold spring, she found that the stones beside the cold spring were covered with large and small mantis meat. This is what the people of the clan have eaten today.

    Lin An'er tasted the water from the cold spring, it was refreshing and sweet, and a cool air reached her lungs. It can drink, help store food, and achieve the effect of air conditioning. The Atayal tribe is very lucky to find such a good place to live. However, this is only limited to summer, wouldn't it be freezing cold in winter?

    When An'er asked the question in her heart, Da'er shook her head and said: "The water here is warm in winter, the river outside is thick with ice, but the spring water in the cave is not No. However, the cold outside will come in, the snow will blow in, and it will still be cold."

    Nice in winter and cool in summer. An'er guessed that the spring water probably came down from the ground to have this effect.

    Da'er led her to a flat place not far from the spring. The open space here is about 30 square meters, which belonged to the patriarch Abu's family. Abu was already lying on a piece of animal skin because of excessive bleeding and fell asleep. Ming stood by his side, playing with the big knife that his brother had been assigned.

      She entrusted the distribution of spears to Assan.

    In the cave, family as a unit, each occupies a place, and the animal skins or other daily necessities allocated by themselves are placed in the place they choose.

    Bachelors without women can choose a place to sleep. Children who have lost their parents are looked after by a small number of women and sleep in a dry and comfortable place.

    An'er was very tired, not only physically, but the blows from the primitive society made her feel very low. But when she was lying on the stone covered with animal skins, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The afterimages of the twenty-fourth century images alternated messily in her mind, and it took an unknown amount of time before she fell asleep with a frown.

    An'er slept very well that night. It was early summer, and there were so many gentlemen in the hunting team, who ran outside for a day and didn't have the habit of taking a bath. An'er always felt that there was a thick smell of sweat in the cave. Not far away, Nana and Assan are openly doing what men and women love to do. Heavy breathing, low moaning, and the sound of hand-to-hand combat made An'er, who was originally a light sleeper, suffer all night. .

    My God! Primitive people really don't know how to be ashamed, and they don't shy away from it at all. Oh, what will happen in the days to come...

    The next day, just before dawn, An'er got up with a pair of gorgeous panda eyes. In the cave, except for the children who were still soundly asleep, the woman had already got up to prepare food for her man.

    Ann yawned and stretched. Ming had already started the fire, and used the cut-out clay pot to heat hot water. I have to say that the ventilation in this cave is very good, so many people start a fire at the same time, but they don't feel choked!

    An'er came to the wounded Abu's side and put her hand on his forehead. She didn't have a fever, a good sign! Just at this moment, Abu's deep eyes opened, and his eyes met. Lin An'er, a modern person, turned his eyes away from Chi Guoguo's fiery gaze.

    Come on! Primitives are not reserved at all, she actually sees primitive possessiveness in Naya's eyes! Originally, I thought that the patriarch's family was safer except for teenagers and children. no! Remember to be careful in the future, primitive people are all beasts who think in the lower body. She doesn't want to openly perform a passionate scene in the cave for everyone to enjoy...

    Actually, she thought too much. The status of women in the tribe is still quite high. If a man takes a fancy to a woman, he must win the favor of the other party before he can befriend her. Huan becomes her man. If women do not look down on men, and men do not dare to force them, they will be angry. There are more men than women, and women are the key protection objects!

    He quickly changed the medicine for Patriarch Abu, An'er had to admire the healing ability of primitive man's wound. Yesterday's shocking wound has closed and scabbed, and the recovery ability is at least twice that of modern people. For now, An'er doesn't have to worry about Abu's wound getting worse.

    Under the fiery gaze of the handsome young man, An'er pretended to be calmly cooking breakfast. What she prepared for the wounded was still porridge. Different from the meat porridge last night, she cooked with mantis eggs, which tasted similar to crab yellow porridge. Since there was not much rice left, she only cooked two bowls. The big bowl was handed to Abu, and the small bowl was fed to Dar, the little greedy cat.

    An'er learned that primitive people only eat two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. In this way, Ming and Da'er, who are growing up, cannot eat porridge alone at night. She found that other women cook for men by placing large pieces of meat in stone pots or clay pots, cooking them with a little salt, and drinking them together with soup. The mantis meat was fine, and there was no fishy smell. She could imagine what the broth would taste like if it were other wild animals.

    An'er never wronged her taste buds. She made the deformed helmet into the shape of a frying pan, took the fatter piece of the mantis meat that the Abu family had allocated, and refined the oil in the pan. Then cut the meat into one centimeter thin, like frying a steak, and fry the meat to medium rare. Although the seasoning is only coarse salt, the meat of the mantis meat is delicious, and it is much better when fried than boiled and roasted.

    Da'er and Ming's mouths were full of oil, and they didn't forget to praise. Those who have women are okay, their own women give Zhang Luo breakfast. And those bachelors usually take the meat that they have been allocated, and let the women help them cook together. Of course, in order to please women, they will also contribute some food, they don't want to be so many old singles.

    An Er, who was busy beside the pot, was suddenly enveloped by a shadow. She looked up and found a thin, handsome man who was definitely no more than twenty years old, standing in front of her with a shy face, holding a piece of meat in his hand, he was hesitant to say anything.

    "Han, do you want An to cook the meat for you!" Da'er looked at the man defensively, hugged An'er's arm possessively, and said, "Help You can make breakfast, but don't think about rushing Ann, I made Ann!"

    An'er has black lines all over her face, when did she put someone else's label on her? She belongs to no one, she is a free and independent individual. Besides, her journey through this trip was inexplicable, and maybe one day she would go back unknowingly. She didn't want to give her life to a primitive person-although he was handsome and the type she liked.

    "Who said I was pulled by you? Children, don't talk nonsense!"

    Dal's mouth was shriveled, tears in her eyes, she looked at An'er pitifully, and said with a weeping voice: "Ann, I like you, you can be my mama, okay? ? I am so powerful and strong that I can kill a bison by myself!"

    "Awesome? There are so many powerful people, can I have all of them? What's more... You are younger than me, aren't you? I don't have the habit of eating tender grass..." For cute things, An'er I have never been able to resist, let alone Meng Zhengtai? She was a little embarrassed thinking of excuses to refuse.

    "Tender grass? Daer didn't tell you to eat grass? Women, why can't they have both? Ann is so powerful, they must all want to be Ann's men!" Da'er blinked his **** eyes, looking so cute.

    An'er talked with Atu yesterday and learned that the Atayal tribe, both male and female, is sixteen years old. In this way, the patriarch Abu is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but... he is not allowed to marry if he is a minor. How could Abu have such a four-year-old son?

     Ming saw the doubts in An'er's eyes and explained: "Da'er is my sister's son. Three years ago, my sister died of illness, and the one-year-old Daer was handed over to Abu to take care of. When the little guy just learned to speak, when he saw Kong Kong called Ji'Baba, he stubbornly regarded Abu as his Baba."

    An'er's eyes flashed with surprise, but in Da'er's expectant gaze, she could only vaguely say: "I've just arrived here, and you're not familiar with this... , I'll talk about it later! Cold... Right? Put the meat away, I'll help you get it..."

    An'er's voice faded, hula la surrounded by a few men again, the meat in her hands was unceremoniously placed on the stone beside An'er, with a pleasing smile on her face. That guy Atu, she has Mama to help herself with cooking, and actually came to join in the fun... What is this, she doesn't want to become a rice cook!