I am a Primitive Man

Over the years, Liang has tasted a lot of things, the little fruit in front of him, in fact, did not take him seriously.

Even when he looked at this little fruit, he still had some inexplicable excitement. This was the joy of encountering something that could make him move his mouth after having tasted nothing.

But this joy did not last long.

Liang put this little fruit in his mouth and chewed slowly, once or twice....

Then the face full of joy and expectation slowly began to deform.

"Bah, baah..."

After enduring it for a while, he finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he opened his mouth and began to vomit.

After vomiting, he quickly picked up the kettle set aside to pour water into his mouth, and then gurgled.

After rinsing the bowl with a pot of water, his mouth was still very uncomfortable, and then he ran to the tribe's water tank and scooped up water to continue to rinse his mouth.

At this time, there was no excitement in Liang's heart. On the contrary, he was still a little scared.

Because in his mind, there is always a dung scoop that is very flavorful and visually shocking.

This is obviously the shadow of the heart left after tasting the poisonous bright grass poisoning.

In order not to let the dung scoop fall on his face, Liang was desperately gargle with water.

After a long time, the uncomfortable feeling in the mouth slowly disappeared.

Liang also felt that his tongue was his tongue, and his mouth was also his mouth.

You should know that not long ago, he felt that his tongue had become a little stiff.

Putting down the pottery bowl, Liang walked back to the place where the fruit was placed, and looked at the small fruit wrapped in leaves, revealing some lingering expressions.

This inconspicuous little fruit is so sharp!

It's just a small taste that can make yourself so uncomfortable. If you eat more, wouldn't it be able to kill people?

But even so, he didn't want to throw it away like the women of that tribe.

Because the poisonous bright grass that had poisoned him before was almost filled with feces, after some magical operations by the **** son, it abruptly became a cure and life-saving medicine.

Nowadays, this kind of little fruit, although it should be uncomfortable to eat in the mouth, is obviously not as poisonous as the poisonous grass.

Poisonous things like Poisonous Bright Grass are still useful, and this little fruit can also be of great use if not sure.

Of course, the great use that Liang thinks refers to other places, which is definitely not the food.

He just ate this one just now, and before he swallowed it, he felt that his tongue and mouth were no longer his own. If he ate more, he might really have no life.

Thinking this way, Liang wrapped up these vigorous seeds and put them a little bit tighter than before.

This is of course not that he wants to swallow this fruit privately, but to prevent those ignorant minors in the tribe from picking up these fruit, and miserable things happen after eating them by mistake.

After the gradual improvement in living conditions over the years and the increasing number of things they have come into contact with, many people in the Qingque tribe will unconsciously consider things more comprehensively when they consider things.

When Liang had just hid these things, and was about to pick up whether there were other new things, there was a vague voice of shouting outside.

He stopped his hand movements, tilted his head and listened carefully for a while, and then jumped out like a child, as if he was burned to the **** by fire, and ran to the gate as soon as he slipped away. What's new.

By the time he ran to the gate, the outside of the tribe had completely boiled, and everyone was cheering for joy, as if they were welcoming a warrior returning from victory.

Liang stood tiptoe and looked there. At the moment when the heads of many people were shaking, he saw the familiar face of the son of God, so Liang quickly rushed towards the place where many people gathered...

Xiao Wandou was crying. She had not seen Han Cheng as a father for nearly two months, and she had already recognized her.

Now that Han Cheng was forcibly hugged in his arms, he put some hard stubble on his face, and immediately began to cry.

Han Cheng didn't mean to let go. He held his crying son and teased for a while before letting go.

Looking at Little Pea who was crying amused, Han Cheng grumbled in disgust.

This guy knows that he is crying with his mouth open, which is impossible.

It's uncomfortable to meet such an unreliable old man.

Han Cheng has many ways to coax the crying child.

You don't need to use high-class things like rattles, just a red and juicy peach picked from the road has already coaxed the little peas.

"Mother, it's as delicious as your mother..."

Han Cheng looked at the teardrops on his face while gnawing on the peach peas, muttering disgustingly in his mouth.

On the first day of Han Cheng’s return, he quietly spent such a more leisurely time~www.wuxiahere.com~ At night, what can happen between two young and healthy couples , Do not go into details.

This can be seen only when Han Cheng fell asleep the next day and pressed his waist with his hand from time to time.

It was at this time that Mao came over.

Mao came to find Han Cheng now, and naturally he had something to say.

It's not about the autumn harvest.

The big guys are all concerned about the autumn harvest and don't need him to talk too much.

What he was talking about was that people from the tribe he encountered during the transaction were about to exchange children from the tribe for salt.

At that time, Mao directly refused, but after thinking about it carefully, it was better to know the son of God.

On the one hand, it was the first time I encountered this situation after trading for so long. On the other hand, I remembered that the **** child has always attached great importance to population.

If the people of the tribe are willing to exchange salt with stronger people, it should be a good thing for the tribe.

After all, it would not take long for people in the tribe to extract a jar of salt from the stone, but it takes a long, long time to raise a person from a child.

After hearing Mao's report, Han Cheng looked at Mao in surprise.

In the past, he only felt that in the original trade, he would lead the people from the donkey tribe to sit up in the Erdao trader. It was only caused by a very accidental factor. Now it seems that this accident actually contains some inevitable .

Not to mention the rest, just from what he is talking about now, we can see that this person is talented in such things as trade...

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