Chapter 10 But the Orchard Was Robbed by Other Tribes

After Wu's tireless teaching for a period of time, Han Cheng has been able to understand a lot of words in the tribe.

After being silent for a while, Han Cheng basically figured out what happened to the senior brother and the others today from the senior brother's narration with gestures and gestures.

Not very far from the cave, there is a large fruit forest, which was discovered by the tribe a long time ago and has been picked for many years.

It is said to be wild, but it has long been regarded as the property of the tribe, and it is still very important.

Including this year, more than half of the many fruits in the cave were picked from there.

But today a group of people from other tribes came from nowhere.

As soon as they came, they occupied the forest, and expelled the elder brother and the others very domineeringly.

Senior brother naturally couldn't bear such an infuriating thing. After a short theory, the matter escalated into an armed conflict.

However, there is still some rationality in this conflict, that is, neither side used weapons, but just fought with bare hands.

The outcome of the battle is self-evident.

Eldest brother left the fruit forest with the defeated clansmen, and even the fruits that had been picked earlier were not taken away by the elder brother and others in that tribe.

"%3%x-on:#!^&^"

The senior brother who was ashamed and annoyed spoke excitedly. Finally, he punched his chest twice angrily, turned over from the ground, and prepared to take someone to the forest to find someone there to fight again.

"%#%!"

Wu called to stop the elder brother, held him back, watched him shake his head slowly, and refused to let him go again.

The angry senior brother also fell silent. He understood Wu's meaning. He and the others had already lost once before.

He was held down by the witch halfway, and sat back on the ground again, looking dejected.

The rest of the tribe looked at Wu, waiting for him to come up with a solution, to make up his mind.

Wu's expression looked a little dignified, he squatted there, thinking about something.

After a while, he stood up and said slowly to the crowd: "#4^*x-on:$!~&..."

Referring to Wu's gestures, Han Cheng basically understood Wu's words even guessing.

What Wu meant was to give up that forest and go elsewhere to find and pick fruits.

For such a result, everyone in the tribe seemed very unwilling, but they had no choice but to accept the fact that the forest was taken away by others because their strength was not as good as others.

After a while of silence, the eldest brother straightened his head, said a few words to Wu, and led the people out again.

This time the witch didn't stop them, because the eldest brother and the others didn't go back to the forest, but looked for wild fruits elsewhere.

It was still early at this time, and there was almost half a day left. After losing Lin Zi, a stable source of food, the elder brother was unwilling to waste any time.

The little primitive people in the cave, after the initial silence and the adults left, soon began to play around again.

At a young age, they still don't quite understand what happened and how it will affect their tribe.

They are at the age of playing, but they still can't understand this kind of worry that belongs to adults.

Wu returned to his residence and sat down not far from Han Cheng, his face full of thought.

Compared with the previous time in front of everyone in the tribe, he seemed much more worried.

What happened to the tribe made Han Cheng feel a little heavy.

The joy of discovering that I am active and not living like a sculpture for a lifetime has faded a lot.

After a period of time together day and night,

He has already developed some dependence and identification with this primitive tribe.

But it's a pity that he is completely in the state of sculpture now, and he wants to help with something, but he is powerless.

When the sky was dark, the elder brother and his group came back. Unlike the previous picking, they returned with a full load. This time, only about half of them had fruits wrapped in animal skins, and the rest returned empty-handed.

The flames rose, the smell of barbecue permeated the cave, and not too long later, the most anticipated dinner had already begun.

Compared with the joyful meal in the past, the atmosphere of today's dinner is very dull.

Everyone was eating food in silence, and few people spoke.

Han Cheng's mouth can move a little bit, and he can chew something reluctantly and slowly.

This unexpected discovery brought a smile to Ling's witch's face.

It was late at night, the fire light in the cave became smaller, and everyone fell asleep one after another. The cave on the night was extremely quiet, and even the original songs that used to be played often did not exist.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, the eldest brother took some hunting tools and animal skins wrapped in fruits, and led the people out of the cave.

Because they need to look for fruits elsewhere, they may encounter various dangers on the road, which is not as safe as the forest they were familiar with before, so they brought a lot of hunting tools for self-defense.

When it was almost noon, the elder brother came back with people. Everyone in the team brought fruit, which made many people in the team smile, not as silent as before .

After a short rest, the team set off again, but this time there were four primitive women left behind.

For a while, Han Cheng didn't understand why the elder brother made such an arrangement.

It wasn't until the evening when they came back from outside with seven or eight fish that Han Cheng understood what was going on.

It turned out that the prey caught earlier was not enough for tomorrow, so the big brother asked them to stay and fish.

Today, senior brother and the others brought back a total of three trips of fruits, which seemed to be a lot, but Han Cheng made a comparison and found that the fruits picked in such a day were not even half of the previous day...

The days went on like this day by day, and the autumn was getting stronger and stronger. Although Han Cheng couldn't see the outermost scene, he could think that it was a cold outside from the temperature that was getting colder and colder and could even be described as cold. What a sight.

He could really feel the temperature now, because on his face, two small scorched shells had fallen off, exposing some skin.

The joy of gradually recovering his body made Han Cheng ignore his state of thick-skinned slag, which was very similar to the legend.

Now Wu didn't have to make the food mush. At this time, Han Cheng could chew some food by himself. Although the speed of eating was slower than Wu, the joy of chewing was far beyond what drinking mush could match.

In the next few days, the elder brother who ate a big meal took the clansmen who also ate a big meal to the forest, and planned to take back what belonged to them.

Unfortunately, they lost again.

I can only continue to search for fruits all over the mountains and plains...