Happy Primitive Life [ Danmei MTL ]

19|Strange Female

The flames flickered and dimmed, and Heri felt a softness beneath him, which was a strange feeling. 

He opened his eyes in a daze and found a vague figure on the opposite side, not knowing what he was doing. 

He opened his eyes hard, trying to see who it was, but he fell asleep in a daze like fog before his eyes. 

"Are you awake? The food is in the jar, you can't eat more, I haven't eaten yet!" As soon as Heri opened his eyes, he heard a crisp voice chatting beside him. 

This time he finally saw it clearly.

Opposite was a dirty young man, who could not see his height when squatting beside him, but his skeleton was small. 

Seeing the lying patriarch opened his eyes, a pair of round black bright eyes stared at him so straight, as if they would stare at you without giving an affirmative answer. 

"Yeah," Heri responded under this strange pressure, and took the small pot in the man's hand. It was found that there was actually dried meat, a few very small pieces, lying pitifully at the bottom of the jar, and there was a trace of a suspected tooth mark on it. Looking at the person beside him staring at him intently...the jar in his hand, Heri put it down silently.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" The man looked anxious, and he didn't know if he was afraid that he would not eat it or that he would eat all the jerky. 

"I want to drink water." Heri watched around him, a young man who wanted to eat jerky deliberately took out a small piece of jerky from the jar.

He was not so naive before, he don't know. Why did he want to tease this little guy. 

"Oh." The man saw Heri take a piece of his beloved jerky and went out a little sad. Heri was just teasing him.

It was winter now, and the little guy looked short of food at first glance. How could he be embarrassed to eat from his saviour. While the little guy was not there, Heri looked around and found that he was lying on a pile of hay, and he was covered with herbs.

It was a small cave, and it was quiet outside, as if it was not in any tribe.

When the man picked up some snow water in a broken clay pot and boiled it on the fire, Heri also gave him the jerky, although he was a little hungry. 

The young man happily took the small clay pot, and soon handed it back dissatisfiedn.

"You didn't eat it!" Ama said that eating jerky will get better if he is injured. He will not eat meat if he is injured!

Seeing the little guy's insistent eyes, Heri, who had always said that he was unique, softened again, "You can eat too."

He first took a piece to the young man, and took out a piece himself. 

The young man hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but took it, nibbling on it, cherishing it, and reluctant to finish it, unlike Heri who ate it in one bite. 

"My name is Bai, what is your name?"

The young man ate the jerky in the end. In order not to think about the few jerky, he forced himself to turn his attention to Heri. 

"Heri." Heri stopped after eating three or four pieces of jerky. He couldn't eat all of this small pot, so he might as well leave it to the little guy. If you have nothing to eat, you can only drink water.

Thinking about the head of his clan, he can only pour water violently now. The little guy didn't think he ate less, in his opinion the four pieces of jerky were already a lot. He put away the small pot and also held a broken clay pot to drink water.