I am a Primitive Man

Han Cheng sat at the entrance of the cave, watching these people who gathered together in twos and threes in the courtyard and burst into great enthusiasm directly in the daytime. He also took a sip of tea from time to time, so he had to comment on that place. It's good, what's the highlight. (It's not that there is tea, but we are used to calling hot water as tea here, so I just wrote it)

　　 In his last life, he has watched a lot of island action movies, and he has seen all kinds of tricks. Even the Guinness record that broke the Guinness record and was performed by 500 people in the island country more than once.

　　 He is used to the wind and rain, and he can be calm and calm about the current small scenes. It can be described as the once troubled sea, but Wushan is not a cloud.

　　Of course, part of the reason for this is that after he crossed over, he became too young and has not grown to that age. Even if he wanted to do something, he was unable to do something...

　　 Of course, he wouldn't say this to the iron head and others who were standing not far away, looking at the scene in the courtyard and blushing with a thick neck.

　　 This time, Shan did not participate. It was not that he didn't want to, but the big brother who was the leader assigned the task. There were three other tribes who did not come. The Qingque tribe must save their strength.

　　 Of course, this is also a way for the big brother to establish authority.

　　 After all, the leader of the original pig tribe, Shang, is still very strong. Even if he can't beat the big brother, he is also a strong opponent.

　　 For the son of God, the elder brother is convinced, and never thinks too much, after all, the two are not people of the same level.

　　 But for the long-term leader of the pig tribe, he did not have such a forgiving heart. He would do something in this area intentionally or unintentionally. Of course, he did not do much.

　　殇 stood on the low wall, looking far away as best as he could, trying to divert attention with this, but those little tunes that seemed to be magical couldn't help piercing his ears.

　　殇 lowered his head to look at the leather skirt he had pulled up, and couldn't help but knead it with his hands. He is now very much looking forward to the remaining tribes coming soon...

　　 Under Han Cheng's arrangement, some people from the Qingque tribe who had not participated in the war began to carry out the big pots for cooking soup, and then they started to make a fire and boil salted fish soup in the courtyard near the cave.

　　Mother, these guys have done a lot, so I don’t want to say anything there, I have to wait for them to eat and drink.

Han Cheng took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, and secretly opened the leather pants and looked at the little head who was staying there quietly. He was full of melancholy. Then he looked up at these five-and-three crude women, feeling melancholy again. Add a point...

　　As soon as the amount of exercise increases, people tend to be hungry. Today, if these people exercise enough, they naturally become hungry faster.

　　 At the beginning, they were all immersed in another world, automatically shielding these interfering things.

　　 But when the strong fragrance spreads far in the courtyard, these guys are quickly distracted.

The people in the 　　 Qingque tribe are better. Because of the abundant food in the tribe, there are no restrictions on their food. When eating, they can eat with their belly open, but there is a little bit, and they must not waste food.

　　 In fact, no one is willing to waste food.

The people of the Green Tribe are not there. They came from a long distance, and they were tired, and the food they carried was the amount of the past few days. In order to stay here for a few more days, they should bring more seeds back, Green Tribe The leader of his tribe imposed food restrictions on the people of their tribe.

　　 The original idea of ​​the leader of the Green Tribe was to wait until it was getting dark before sending food to the people in the tribe, but when the Qingque Tribe did this, his stomach became groaning.

　　 He endured for a while, but couldn't stand it anymore, so he finished the work in a hurry, and then complained in his heart that the full man of the Qingque tribe didn't know that the hungry man was hungry. What do you do, let us people with little food live? On the one hand, some reluctantly went to fetch food and prepared to distribute it to the tribe.

　　 At this time, the energetic big brother brought two spouses of the Green Tribe leader who were equally energetic.

Big Brother 　　 saw the leader of the Green Tribe taking food, so he waved at him.

　　 The leader of the Green Tribe was puzzled by this, but when he understood the meaning of the big brother, he immediately became a little happy.

　　 "￥%@"

　　 He yelled and began to summon the people of the tribe to eat food.

　　 The leader of the green tribe is of course happy, because they will have a lot of food left, and smelling such a strong fragrance, he has long wanted to taste the wonderful taste of this food.

The leader of the Green Tribe still couldn’t tell how wonderful this delicious food tasted. He didn’t eat it, but couldn’t think of anything to describe this kind of food that he had never eaten before, but it was so delicious that it was so delicious. food.

　　 His sleepy language cannot express this.

　　"啧,啧"

The leader of the Green Tribe didn’t want to waste the slightest amount of food~www.wuxiahere.com~ After eating the food contained in something that I don’t know what was made and called a "bowl" by the Qingque tribe, he started Sucking on the juiced fingers one by one.

　　 There are also many people from the green tribe who lick the bowl.

　　 Han Cheng was speechless for a while in this scene, mother, these bowls are useless, so let’s use them to entertain foreign guests.

　　 Especially when he saw the leader of the Green Tribe sucking his fingers, Han Cheng's expression became even more complicated.

　　Because these guys are different from the people of the Qingque tribe, under the high pressure of Han Cheng, the people of the Qingque tribe have developed the habit of washing their hands before meals, but the people of the green tribe will not do this.

　　If it’s normal, it’s better. The point is that these guys didn’t do a good job today. It’s really hard to see what they can get on their hands, and now they don’t use chopsticks, they just start fishing...

　　 Han Cheng fought a cold war.

　　 The leader of the Green Tribe didn’t know what Han Chengxin was thinking. Even if he knew it, he wouldn’t care because they did it like this on weekdays and didn’t think there was anything wrong.

　　 The leader of the Green Tribe felt that he was going to be crushed to death, but seeing that there was a lot of steaming food, his saliva could not help but flow down...

　　 After the meal was over, the battle was far less intense than before. The main reason was the people of the Green Tribe. They could hardly walk one by one, so there was no idea to do these things.

　　 Inside the deer enclosure, the uncle deer, whose fur appeared a little bleak, took two mouthfuls of green grass leisurely, and looked at the two-legged beasts lying on the ground in the distance, and his eyes flashed with contempt.

　　 He ate the grass, raised his head proudly, and then walked his slender legs to the back of a doe, and he stood up...