Prehistoric Woman Age

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    The hot boil is thick and it gradually melts in the mouth... Some of the ones from the Tassi tribe are eaten as if they are chewing and tasting each one in the mouth. Some eat so badly that they put all the bits on the bowl into their mouths. Some finished eating and watched with drooling eyes on those who continued to heat on the fire, but did not dare to come forward to ask for more additions, fearing that they would be returned to the nightmarish Tassi tribe...

    An'er quietly looked at these yellow-faced and feeble fùru with a bit of sourness in her heart. She found that an eleven- or twelve-year-old was holding a bamboo bowl that he drank only two mouthfuls and wept. She quietly came to the girl and asked softly, "What's wrong? Don't you like porridge?"

    The porridge is very fragrant. I have never eaten such a delicious porridge. If I had such my mother before, I wouldn't have starved to death just to save a small amount for me and my brother... woo woo woo..."

    The girl suppressed the sadness of these new members. At this time, a woman was sending a man off for a hunt and the children were laughing around their knees; the boys and girls also led their younger brother and Baba to accompany Mama to collect seeds and wild fruits... The devilish tower broke their calm men. willing to surrender. All were killed. The old man and the too young were also stabbed to death. The rest of them were treated like beasts, watching starvation, disease, and taking the lives of their clansmen. All people fall into despair and maybe the next one to face death is themselves.

    The Atayal warriors and clan who saved them from the desperate situation also warmly accepted the precious meat porridge as breakfast for them. Even the patriarch's woman. They have personally prepared for them that they will no longer have to worry about being beaten, tortured and killed! The sobbing of the little girl. It attracted many teenagers to shed crystal-clear joy for their relatives and the rest of their lives.

    "Your brother...is there still?" An'er caught something from the little girl's words. asked softly.

& nbsp; Bake and eat... Please say something to the patriarch. Replace my brother! He doesn't care about everyone else and I can give him half of what I deserve... I beg you!"

    The little girl knelt on the ground. His head hit the grass with a dull sound. An'er was taken aback and hurriedly wanted to ask the others. Said: "Are you still in the Tassi tribe?"

    Twenty adults and children. There were four or five standings, some said that he broke a line and was chased by the Tassi people. There was also a hesitation and said that he had relatives who had not been replaced.

    An Er counted these people and probably one of them was still desperately waiting for their fate in the Taxi tribe. She wanted to exchange Abra for all the people who said she wanted to exchange them.

    Most of these pros are younger than them in exchange for being in charge of mowing grass and feeding livestock with the tribe's children. The animals in the Kaichun tribe will enter the flock, and when the time comes, they may not have enough people to catch some small animals and come back to the tribe. After these children can grow into the backbone of the new generation of the tribe. Growing up from a young age will give you a sense of belonging than growing up as an adult...

    As long as you don't take it back to eat Abu, I agree. An'er brought those few out to the Taxi tribe to pick out their relatives. People who are either disabled or not very old are not easy to exchange. The big bear saw that An'er was willing to exchange it for her at an unprecedented low price.

    An'er looked at the begging pairs in the crowd with a sour heart. She knew that those Cheng Abu reluctance naturally had his reasons. The few remaining juveniles have managed to survive hunger, cold and long distances, if not, they will face the food of the murderous kind. An'er couldn't take a step.

    The big bear saw that there were less than ten pointers left to the child: "You give one head and I will give it to you. This is only given because you are big customers. Low price. Can I change it? No, save it for the soup tonight!"

    An'er's heart filled with nausea and she nodded, "Okay! I changed it!"

    His eyes climbed softly on hers, making her feel like vomiting.

    On her shoulders a powerful oath of his sovereignty. Turning her head, the man looked at her dangerously and said without a trace of warmth: "Ann is mine, she means what I mean!"

    The big bear was stunned by his icy look: "Your woman... So it turns out that Patriarch Abu likes this kind of thing..."

    The big bear is familiar with the Tassi people. He knows that this guy has always been bullying and afraid of hardship. The kind of power that Abu exudes makes this coward have to die. A crossbow arrow that Abu didn't intend to put in some dimly lit bear leaving the camp to find a place to **** shot through his throat. This scourge of many women and girls silently ended his sinful life...

    There are more than a dozen more and one third has been consumed. An'er had a sense of crisis about the exponential consumption of the market in the next few days. She wanted to carry a few who came to the Ocean Tribe, pointed to a few large sea fish and said to the shark chief: "The warriors of your tribe have lost a portion of their rations. How about I exchange these three for yours?"

    Shark looked at the huge heads pointed by the snow-white little finger and said, "I heard it right! There are nearly a thousand heads in total. You only exchanged three baskets for me, didn't you? Make a mistake!"

    An'er didn't feel at all for her lion's big mouth and stretched out two hands: "Five, do you want to change it!"

    Yesterday, the shark sent most of the warriors back to transport sea salt. These sea beasts are kept to eat and can be thrown away. Zai An'er exchanged them for the number of 20 that he didn't want. Now she took five sacks to send him, of course he couldn't ask for it.

    The sly man thought about it and pretended to be reluctant: "Seeing as we are regular customers, let's exchange it for you! Do you still want kelp? ."

    "Yes! It's all sun-dried, right? I want as much as I want!" She still couldn't get enough of the seaweed and seaweed eggs that she could cook last night!

    Shark's expression softened as he looked at her small face, which was as white as jade in the morning sun. He didn't realize that the corners of his mouth were already drawn up and said, "You won't be at a loss if you use the basket at that time." ! "

    "It can make me suffer from being born yet!" An'er confidently flew to him and greeted him not far away to carry the food for the next two days.

    An Er led the women and teenagers who had just joined Atayal to cut the sea beasts and fish into pieces, smear them with salt, and hang them on a bamboo pole to dry. That way it won't spoil even if you can't finish it. More than a thousand pounds is enough for them to be busy for a while.

    Only half of the brave people in the tribe were left to protect the woman in the market, and the other half was taken by Abu to see if Peace could hunt some prey in the nearby grassland. He also wanted to change the population. Now there are more than 30 people. Sitting and eating the mountains is not the style of the Atayal people.

    "Are you still exchanging people?" When An'er finished dealing with a lot of sea beasts and sat down, a manly breath came into her ears.

& nbsp; The handsome face with a deep outline like a carving is more imposing, reminiscent of the dangerous xìg that pounces on the prey on the savannah.

    This is a hunt that is comparable to Abu and Yingye, and the handsome man has been identified! .