After the sacrifice, Nanxing finally became a three-color warrior. He excitedly ran around the tribe several times on a big-antlered deer.
Undo looked at Nan Xing's back and smiled, then turned and walked towards his house.
The tribe now has more than 500 people and has built a lot of houses. If conditions permit, they naturally don't have to squeeze into one house.
Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao have independent courtyards, and each leader in the tribe has a house of his own, which can be regarded as one of the benefits of being a leader.
Uncaria used to be a cheerful person, always with a smile on his face, and he was also very kind to the warriors of the tribe.
Ever since he went hunting with Jiang Xuan and was almost killed by a wild boar that jumped at him, some shadows were left in his heart.
He became less talkative, the smiles on his face became less frequent, and his character became cautious, not seeking merit, but seeking no faults.
With such a leader, when a hunting team goes out, they naturally focus on stability, with few casualties and no outstanding performance.
Others thought that Uncaria had become calmer because of his age, but that was not the case. The scene of the wild boar jumping at him often became his nightmare, waking him up in the middle of the night.
Although Jiang Xuan guessed that there might be some problems with Unto's psychological condition, he had no idea. After all, he was not a psychiatrist, and he didn't know how to eliminate Unto's psychological shadow. He could only rely on himself to adjust it.
"Squeak..."
Uncaria returned to her house, untied the knot on the door, and opened the door.
The fire in the fire pit was still burning, and Uncaria added some whole sections of wood to it. This kind of wood is very resistant to burning, and two pieces can burn for a long time.
Afterwards, he washed the pottery tripod clean, added some water, and placed it in the fire pond. Then he added some diced stone eggs, bamboo shoots, animal meat and other foods to it and boiled it.
Tribal people eat just like this, either grilled or stewed. They don't have many choices, and they don't have the time or energy to make complicated dishes.
While the food was cooking, Uncaria began to patiently grind the stone spear.
Stone utensils are easy to wear and need to be polished frequently until they are no longer usable.
Because of this, tribal people like high-quality stones, and one piece can be used for a long time.
“It smells so good!”
While Undo was concentrating on polishing the stone spear, a woman walked in generously.
The woman is about eighteen or nineteen years old. For tribal people, she is already a very mature adult at this age.
Her name is Fuling, and she is one of the tourists who was rescued from the mosquito tribe.
She has a round face that the tribesmen love, and she shows two cute tiger teeth when she smiles.
She has a very strong figure, wheat-colored skin, and long hair tied back casually with a straw rope.
Uncaria raised her head, glanced at Poria, and then lowered her head to grind the stone spear again, but her movements were obviously not as natural as before.
I knew this woman Undo. She was particularly good at sewing animal skin clothes, and the leaders all praised her sewing skills.
"Leader Uncaria, am I ugly?"
Poria sat generously next to Uncaria and helped him stir the food in the pottery tripod.
"It's not ugly..."
For the aesthetics of tribal people, a strong woman like Poria is the most beautiful. What's more, she is also very capable. Whether she is sewing animal skin clothes or doing other tasks, she is very efficient.
Many warriors in the tribe were thinking about Poria cocos, but they were all rejected by her.
"Then why don't you dare to look up at me?"
"Who said I don't dare anymore?"
Stirred by Poria, Uncaria immediately raised her head and looked directly at Poria.
Fu Ling looked into his eyes and said: "Leader Uncaria, you always seem to be depressed, why?"
Uncaria lowered her head again, continued polishing the stone spear, and said, "I'm not depressed."
Poria thought for a while, and did not continue to ask, nor stared at Uncaria, but looked at the dancing flames in the fire pit.
"Have I told you anything about me?" Poria asked.
"No." Uncaria shook her head.
"I participated in the sacrifice today and became a real member of the Vine Tribe and a warrior of one color. I am very happy. Let me tell you about my past."
Poria sat next to Uncaria as if chatting, telling stories about what had happened to her.
Talking about their previous tribe, her dead relatives, the days when they were raised as livestock by the Mosquito Tribe, and the confusion and bewilderment they felt when they first came to the Vine Tribe.
The flame was burning slowly, Uncaria was slowly sharpening the bone spear, and Poria was talking about herself bit by bit like an old friend chatting.
Uncaria slowly relaxed and was not as nervous as before.
Sometimes he would reply with a sentence or two, and he would learn more about Poria cocos.
After Fuling said those things, she looked at Uncaria and said: "When I first came to the Vine Tribe, I was actually very scared. I didn't know if the Vine Tribe would treat us like the Mosquito Tribe."
"It was you who led people to help us build houses, gave us food and clothes, and made me feel warm."
Undo raised his head and retorted: "The leader asked us to do it."
Fu Ling smiled and said, "But all I see and remember is you."
Uncaria had nothing to say and continued to sharpen the stone spear.
Fu Ling said: "Chief Uncaria, if you are willing, I will go and tell the leader now that I want to live with you."
"I've got the sticks ready, look."
Fu Ling took out a stick, about a foot long and as thick as a spear shaft. It could be seen that the stick had been carefully polished and its appearance was very smooth.
A long time ago, tribal people were not very particular.
When a man falls in love with a woman, or a woman falls in love with a man, he will prepare a stick, knock the woman unconscious with a stick, and take her into the cave to achieve good things.
But there are big drawbacks to doing this.
For example, if someone is unwilling or disdainful of the other party, they will often make a big fuss after waking up. Many people also strike unmeasuredly and smash people's heads, causing many casualties and causing headaches for the shamans of the tribe.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Later, with the development of the tribe, most people moved out of the caves, and many tribes derived a rule, that is, they can no longer use sticks to do evil.
, must obtain the consent of the other party.
When the two parties reach a consensus, they will not hit the person's head as hard as before until they are knocked unconscious.
Gradually, the stick became a symbolic thing. Often, if you tap it lightly, the other party will cooperate and pretend to faint, and then good things will happen.
Uncaria is already fifteen years old. At his age, many people have already given birth to babies, so he naturally knows what this stick means.
Fu Ling said it so bluntly that he didn't know how to answer.
Fu Ling did not force him, but her tone of voice became much softer.
"Uncaria, I know you may have some uncomfortable things in your heart. It doesn't matter. As long as you agree, I can face it with you."
Uncaria stopped grinding the stone spear, but did not reply.
A look of disappointment flashed across Fu Ling's eyes.
She silently put away the stick and said, "If you don't want to, forget it and just pretend I've never been here."
Fu Ling stood up and walked out the door.
"etc……"
At this moment, Uncaria finally stopped her.
"You agree?" Fuling turned around in surprise.
Undo hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you give me some time to think about it..."
Fu Ling nodded and said, "Okay, but don't think about it for too long."
"Okay." Undo nodded solemnly.
"Then I'll leave first."
Fu Ling turned around again, but her mood had improved and her steps were much lighter.
After Fuling left, Unteng looked at the empty door and felt a little reluctant to leave.
He suddenly wanted to ask those who had already started a family what it was like to start a family.
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To be continued...