Lying on the table in the wooden shed, Zhou Jiping really woke up, but in order to do the trick, he still pretended to be exhausted, cursing the wizard who drugged him.
In the open space in front of the wooden shed, the bonfire was already burning. Apparently, preparations had begun before Zhou Jiping and the others came back. Several mouthfuls of meat were being cooked in the large pot, and the aroma was already wafting over the entire tribe.
A chief's entourage brought clean boiled water to everyone present. When it was delivered to Zhou Jiping, Yilin took it for the sluggish Zhou Jiping and softly called Zhou Jiping. Zhou Jiping stood up slowly, and his eyes happened to meet those who wanted to
The eyes of the departing entourage were pricked by Zhou Jiping's gaze: How could he look like he had just finished vomiting? They were completely sober eyes, revealing exploration and distrust. In the past, the subordinates who performed the ceremony of completion were all eyes.
It was so strange that this newly joined tribesman found that he had attracted the attention of his followers. Zhou Jiping quickly calmed down, looked tired, and continued his great work of hiding his stupidity. Seeing that the chief and others did not pay attention, Zhou Jiping
Relax, drink the water slowly, and then sit there motionless to adjust your breathing
It was completely dark. Just when the chief ordered the evening wedding banquet to begin, Zhou Jiping stood up alone, wandered through the thatched house and walked towards the pyrethrum flowers that surrounded the tribe. When Yilin saw this, she hurriedly talked to
The two chiefs' followers followed and saw Zhou Jiping bent over and vomiting hard in the shadow far away from the bonfire.
Yilin and the two followers looked at each other, and they were secretly wondering. This medicine soup has no staying power. Once it stops vomiting, it will be fine. Why is Zhou Jiping still vomiting? He is such a strange alien. Yilin and the others have never dreamed of it.
Unexpectedly, the foreigner who was having a wedding ceremony with him had already begun to implement his escape plan.
If something goes wrong, it must be a monster. This is true. Zhou Jiping does have his own thoughts. Vomiting is just a safe move. His body has been seriously damaged these days. He has been half hungry and half full in the past few days while recuperating in the tribe. If he wants
Escape from the tribe as soon as possible. The first thing is to eat and drink enough to maintain your health. As for whether the medicinal soup has any side effects, Zhou Jiping doesn't know. Vomiting it out together with the water just now is relatively safer. It is better to recover earlier than before.
Later is better
As soon as Yilin and the others approached, Zhou Jiping noticed that he pretended not to notice, wandered towards the wooden shed square, and pretended to almost bump into Yilin and the others in the dark, and then acted like he was surprised.
——Zhou Jiping didn’t want them to know that his eyes had begun to adapt to the dark environment of the tribe.
At this time, the square was very lively. Accompanied by the short and clear drumbeats, a dozen tribal hunters held torches made of firewood, waving and dancing. Under the ink-black night, they danced with dazzling firelights.
These fire dancers are agile and their movements are full of primitive wildness and agility. Sometimes they are as fast as wild beasts, and sometimes they are as pious as believers.
Looking at them, Zhou Jiping couldn't help but think of the naughty children in his hometown lighting brooms on fire at night - he began to miss home. Aren't the children in his hometown often like this too? They were just as poor and had no entertainment at night.
Like this, a broom made of straw was used to dance out lines of fire in the dark night... Slowly, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene, a smile crept up the corner of Zhou Jiping's mouth
Seeing the smile on Zhou Jiping's face, Yilin felt relieved. She stepped forward and greeted Zhou Jiping in a low voice. She walked towards the chief and others in the wooden shed and took a look at Yilin's young face under the flickering bonfire. Zhou Jiping
I sighed in my heart: This girl, I don’t even know how old she is, but she wants to marry her and run away when I find an opportunity. I wonder how the tribe will treat her? I can’t care about that much, we are just two people.
People in the world only meet at a meeting point by chance. As the daughter of a chief, she should not be affected by anything.
Returning to the wooden shed, Zhou Jiping seemed to see the loving father-in-law of the chief at noon, instead of the hateful guy who had just burned his passport. The food served by the entourage was even more sumptuous than at noon, but Zhou Jiping, who had just experienced the injury of vomiting, was worried.
Fearful, I became more cautious and only ate the ones that looked easy to digest.
While eating and observing, Zhou Jiping discovered that almost all the people who entered the square to eat and drink were tribal hunters. The women and children who accompanied them seemed to be their family members. The people gathered far outside the square, although they
He was also celebrating, but the atmosphere was obviously not as good as in the wooden shed and the square. He asked Yilin, and Yilin told him with gestures that only people who had contributed to the tribe and their families were allowed to enter the square, except for the hunters of the hunting team.
, only a few people responsible for tribal management have the right to enter.
The wedding banquet in the square gradually reached its climax. With the permission of the chief, a group of tribal women entered the square and danced hula. With the accompaniment of simple drums, their waists swayed rapidly and they danced with primitive and flamboyant steps.
, congratulations to the newlyweds tonight in a rough way
Seeing the happy atmosphere of the tribal hunting team, the chief issued another order, which made the whole tribe lively. Before Zhou Jiping could ask Yilin what was going on, he saw several hunters getting up and eating half of their food.
It was delivered to the tribesmen outside the square. The tribesmen waiting outside the square all gathered around. There was a huge buzz of people, and adults and children were all smiling.
Looking at this happy scene, Zhou Jiping was speechless - it's the "food law" again! Here, the ability to obtain food represents identity and status. But then again, status, status, class, food... no matter where
Aren’t the social structures of human society determined by these things? Aren’t you struggling for a dream of a better life?
In this primitive tribe, people gain status and respect through their ability to obtain food; in civilized society, people mostly obtain food through technology, and some directly rely on status to obtain food; some only need to obtain food through
status to obtain money or seek a higher status, or even in the end just to obtain status. As for the purpose of obtaining status, it is no longer important. Compared with the dark methods of some people in civilized society, people here seem to be more
Direct is fairer and more conscious
Outside the square, the people at the junction of bonfire and darkness were in a state of joy. It could be seen that getting the leftover food from these hunting teams was already a great and happy event for them, precisely because they had
These foods make the chief's daughter's wedding seem like a happy event related to them
Huh? At the intersection of light and dark, a particularly tall figure swayed from time to time, attracting Zhou Jiping's attention. If it weren't for that figure standing in the crowd with a wooden stick, sharing food with people, Zhou Jiping would have mistakenly thought
Which tree made it into a demon? Looking at the height of his shoulders above everyone's heads, Zhou Jiping estimated that he was about 2.1 or 2 meters tall.
"Ilin, that person is very tall!" Zhou Jiping turned around and asked Yilin
After just one glance, Yilin said calmly: "He is Larn." I couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy. After a pause, Yilin seemed to feel the need to communicate more with Zhou Jiping, who was already her husband.
Another explanation: "He is the furthest person in the tribe"
Far? What does this mean? After thinking for a moment, Zhou Jiping understood that this probably refers to this square, which means that the tall man is the lowest status person in the tribe.