It's very backward and dilapidated. It seems that I will have to live here for a while. At least until my body recovers, I will either find a way to contact external forces to get myself out, or find an opportunity to escape. As for what to do, it's hard to figure out what to do.
Yilin, this girl who looks no more than seventeen years old, is at most a high school student in China. I can't really raise a bunch of mongrel children with her, a black girl who looks stunted! That's not a sin.
What! How will I explain it to my family when I return to China in the future?
Thinking of children, Zhou Jiping noticed that beside the thatched hut outside the stadium, a few skinny tribal children were looking at the people who were dining here - looking at that pitiful look, Zhou Jiping couldn't imagine that he would do the same in the future.
If you have a child like this and your own children grow up like this, you will be embarrassed to see others.
Seeing how pitiful these children were, Zhou Jiping suddenly felt pity and picked up a few pieces of roasted and hard meat. He hooked his hands with the children and motioned for them to come and get them. Although the eyes of the children showed greed and desire.
, but looking at the few attendants in front of the hut who did not dare to get close to see the stupefied expressions on their faces, Zhou Jiping stood up with a curse and walked towards the children with a few pieces of meat.
He didn't notice that the people eating in the wooden shed stopped and looked at him.
Seeing this man with a different skin color approaching him, the children were so frightened that they wanted to run away. However, due to the attraction of the pieces of meat in Zhou Jiping's hand, You Zi insisted and did not run away.
With a harmless smile on his face, Zhou Jiping stretched out his hands to several children from a distance, then slowly approached a bold child and leaned forward. He stared into Zhou Jiping's eyes while hesitating, and suddenly he quickly reached out his hand.
, grabbed a piece of meat, and then turned around like a frightened rabbit to escape, but ran into the arms of a woman who was coming over.
"Magu Qingdai#!" the woman scolded the child and tried to snatch the meat from the child's hands. The child refused to let go and tried to put the meat into his mouth, but was hit hard on the back by the woman several times.
What surprised Zhou Jiping was that after he let go of his hand, the child didn't cry after being beaten for a few times. He just watched blankly as the woman returned the meat to Zhou Jiping's hands, muttering something in her mouth.
With an expression of panic on his face, he bowed and apologized to Zhou Jiping. At this time, several more women rushed over, complaining about the children and trying to drive them away.
What's going on? Zhou Jiping couldn't help but look back and saw a few people in the wooden shed, trying to find the answer from them. Several people in the shed stopped eating, stared at this side in confusion, and thought for a moment, Ji
Chief Wayo stood up and said something to the entourage outside the wooden shed with a frosty face. The entourage bent down to salute, ran a few steps towards Zhou Jiping, and drank some women who were driving the children away.
The women turned around and looked nervous as they watched their children being called to the wooden shed. At this time, Yilin walked up to Zhou Jiping and said: "Father said: 'You are now a guest of the tribe, you can give the children
Food, this is your own business. I will tell you the rules of the tribe after you become a member of the tribe."
The three old men in the wooden shed were still looking at Zhou Jiping expressionlessly. The eyes of the entourage outside the wooden shed and the women outside the arena were also focused on Zhou Jiping.
"Isn't it just to give the children some food? Why go to such trouble?" He walked up to several children with pieces of meat, and distributed the pieces of meat the size of tofu pieces to several children. This time, these children were more behaved.
I thanked Zhou Jiping in the indigenous language, then thanked the chief and the two elders in the wooden shed, and then turned to leave the empty field. Only then did Zhou Jiping notice that the women had been waiting outside the empty field.
I have never stepped into Kongchang. It seems that there is an insurmountable gap between Kongchang and the tribal camp.
Walking into the wooden shed again, the chief and the two elders slowed down their eating movements, and they were already absent-minded. With an inadvertent glance, Zhou Jiping found that there was a look of vicissitudes and sadness in Chief Jiwayo's eyes. Just a glance.
He disappeared and pretended not to notice. Zhou Jiping continued to eat the corn one by one and turned his questioning eyes to Yilin. When Yilin saw Zhou Jiping's eyes, she turned her head to the side and stopped looking at him.
"If you don't tell me, I won't ask. Let's see who has the patience." - Zhou Jiping's eyes were like a wandering spirit, continuing to wrap around Yilin. A faint, yet very disturbing sense of oppression came from him.
came out from his eyes and enveloped Yilin's heart
Finally, Yilin couldn't bear to stop eating, bit her lip, and said to Zhou Jiping in English and with gestures: "No one can enter the square, especially women and children."
After a pause, he continued: "Food cannot be given by others, it should be obtained by themselves. Children can rely on their parents, or by working for the tribe. If their parents are unable to feed them, they will be fed by the tribe and will be a tribe for life."
Working in the Damon tribe, if you want to get more, you need to contribute to the tribe!"
After saying this, Yilin was probably a little tired from gesticulating and thinking about vocabulary, so she stopped eating or talking, and stared at the thatched cottage in the distance.
Zhou Jiping was a little confused after hearing this, but after thinking about it, he got a general idea. This should be the "food law" of primitive society! History books talk about patriarchal society and matrilineal society, and people's status is determined by their ability to obtain food.
, the more food you obtain, the higher your status will be, and can even determine the social status of men and women.
The food laws followed by the Damon tribe are actually the same as the laws practiced by animals on the grassland. You cannot say whether this law is advanced or backward, because this law has been tested by the survival of the grassland, and may have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years.
, and it will be passed down
What we can know now is that the status of men in this tribe is relatively high. Currently, he is a guest. It is difficult to say what kind of treatment he will receive when he becomes the chief's son-in-law in the future. It is difficult to say based on the chief's attitude just now. He will have some privileges, but it is estimated that they will not last long.
So should the tribe distribute according to need or according to work? After all, this is closely related to your escape plan. If you only ensure food and clothing, and you have no chance to hide food secretly, you will definitely encounter trouble when you escape...especially how to get it.
Salt or dried fish...
After this little episode, it seemed that everyone's appetite had been affected, and no one had the desire to continue eating. With the chief's order, lunch ended.
An entourage came over to collect the remaining food, and after a while brought some drinking water and fresh fruits to several people.
A gust of wind blew, and Zhou Jiping suddenly smelled a fishy smell of raw meat. He had smelled this smell just now when he was eating. He always thought it was coming from someone in the tribe while processing lunch, and he didn't care about the smell that was blowing in the wind now.
The smell is much stronger, and the more you pay attention to it, the more obvious it becomes. What is this?