The Autumn of Matriarchal Society (Novella) Zhang Baotong 2018.10.10

The wolf struck the snake on the head with the shaft of his spear, knocking the snake unconscious in just a few blows. He cut the head of the snake with the tip of his spear, and it took a great deal of effort to cut off the head of the snake, but the snake had no head, but its body was still moving back and forth, so that the wolf did not dare to take it with his hands, thinking that although the snake was dead, its spirit was still there. After waiting for a while, the snake body stopped moving. The wolf then put the snake in his own leather bag. Let's go snake hunting again.

Immediately, he saw a long snake passing not far in front of him, and chased it there, but suddenly he stepped on something very soft, and subconsciously jumped to the side. It was then that he saw a long poisonous snake whizzing away from under his feet. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly and jumped to the side, he would probably have died. Thinking so, he hurriedly struck the grass with his spear and walked out of the grass as quickly as he could.

He stood in the rain, shivering incessantly. Not because of the cold, but because of the scared. He had planned to catch at least three snakes so that he would have enough to eat, and leave some for tomorrow, for it would rain again. However, he was still frightened and did not dare to go further into the middle of the meadow. So, he had to go back.

Halfway through, he suddenly remembered that there was no fire in the cave, and there was no way to make a fire. He had to go to someone's house to get the snake meat cooked. However, if this snake is taken to someone else's house and everyone has a share, he can hardly eat a few bites, so he can't take this little thing to someone else's house. He could only go to the leopard.

Leopard is a man in his thirties who lives closest to him and can be said to be his neighbor. When the leopard goes out hunting, he often walks along the path not far from his door. So, they often meet. But every time they met, the two just said hello to each other, and went their own way and did their own thing. But he still went to the leopard two or three times, once because his hole was occupied by a black bear, and he couldn't get out of it, so he went to the leopard for help, and together they made a big fire outside the cave, and then put a lot of wet wood and grass in the fire, and the smoke was very strong, and kept pouring into the hole. Finally the black bear couldn't stand it anymore and ran out of it. Another time, on a winter evening, when he came back from hunting, he found nothing, and he was very cold, and he felt very unwell, and he had a headache and brain fever, and he was weak, as if he was sick, so he went to stay with the leopard for two days. However, in recent days, he has not seen the leopard, and he does not know what happened to the leopard.

He was covered in rain, and his whole body was like falling into a river, and he felt a little chilled when he was blown by the mountain wind. So, he decided to spend the night at Leopard's. So, he walked down a curving hillside meadow toward the hill where the leopard lived. After walking for a long time, he crossed a mountain range and descended a large slope, and he came to the door of the cave where the leopard lived.

He went into the leopard's hole, which was large enough to hold at least twenty or thirty people. There was a fire burning in the middle of the cave, and the leopard was lying in the grass of the fire, looking weak. No wonder I haven't seen a leopard for many days, it turns out that he is sick. If he had known that he was sick, he would have come to take care of him. He touched the leopard's forehead with his hand, which was a little hot, and put his ear to the leopard's chest to listen to the breathing, feeling that the leopard's breathing was very chaotic, and his body was also hot.

The wolf had also suffered from such a disease, and it was not an ordinary disease, but a serious and serious illness that could easily kill people. Looking around the fire, there was nothing to eat, and he really didn't know how the leopard had struggled these days. He took the freshly beaten snake out of the leather bag and shook it in front of the leopard's eyes. Originally, he was going to share it with the leopard, but he felt that the leopard needed food more than he did, so he handed the whole snake to the leopard.

The leopard was already hungry, and when he saw that the wolf had given him the food, he sat up from his bed at once, took it quickly, and roasted the snake meat in the fire, and before it was cooked, he began to eat it, and quickly finished it.

After eating the meat, the leopard felt much better, and lay down on the hide, but he felt very thirsty, so he asked the wolf to fetch him some water to drink. The wolf knew that the leopard was sick and could not drink cold water, so he took a clay jar out of the hole and placed it under a small tree, so that the rain could drip from the leaves of the small tree. Then he went to the river in the back mountain to find some medicine for the leopard. The leopard disease is caused by a cold in the lungs, and there is a kind of grass called bitter leaf flower by the river in the back mountain to cure this disease. He had also had this disease a few years ago, and it was an old mother who took this medicine for him and cured his disease.

It was getting late, and he had to get there as soon as possible to get the medicine. He trotted all the way to the back mountain river. In front of him were mountains and wilderness, ravines, slopes, mountains and ravines, and there was no road at all, but he knew how to go. It's just that he didn't eat, and his stomach was gurgling. As soon as the stomach barks, the body is tired, the body is tired, and it is difficult to walk. Still, he felt that the snake should be given to the leopard to eat. In this vast and sparsely populated mountain, the leopard is the closest man to him, and the only man with whom he can help each other. If anything happens to the leopard, it will also be a disaster for him, and he is still a patient.

After climbing several hills and descending several slopes, before dark, he finally came to the edge of the cliff by the river that was overgrown with all kinds of flowers and plants. Because it was autumn, the flowers had long since failed, and the leaves had withered, but he could still recognize the plant called the bitter leaf flower. The plant grows as tall as a leg, has leaves the size of a child's palm, and a pole as thick as a little finger, and produces a very white flower at the top in the spring. Now, however, all that was left was the pole and the dead leaves, and a large patch of dense growth. The wolf went into the grass and pulled out a handful of them in two strokes. Then, in a hurry, he walked back.

When he returned to the cave where the leopard lived, he saw that the mud pot placed under the tree was already dripping with rainwater. He took the jar into the hole and placed it on the fire, and then, tearing half of the pole of the bitter leaf flower into small sections by hand, threw it into the jar. When the water boiled, he opened the jar to dry, and when the water was not so hot, he brought the jar in front of the leopard.

The leopard sat up from the bed, he knew that the wolf had picked the bitter leaf flowers for him, so his eyes were full of gratitude to the wolf. He picked up the clay pot and took a sip first, the medicinal soup was a little bitter, but he knew that the medicine was bitter to cure the disease. He had been sick for twenty days, and the other day he thought he would not be able to live, but after two days in a coma, he miraculously came back to life. In fact, he also knew that he should pick some bitter leaf flowers and boil them to drink, but he was too sick and too weak to stand up at all, so he just thought that he would go out to collect medicine when he was better.

For twenty days, he was almost always very sick, sometimes unconscious, so that he almost never came out of the cave. If he hadn't stored a fat rock sheep for himself beforehand, he would have starved to death. This rock sheep was the food he had stored for the winter, but when he got sick and couldn't go out, he had to eat it slowly. He had been out of food for the past two days, and if it hadn't been for the wolf bringing him food, he would have had to go out and figure out a way on his own.

There are so many ways to go. Unexpectedly, the wolf not only brought him food, but also picked bitter leaf flowers for him and boiled them into medicinal soup, which made him not grateful to him. Because he was so thirsty, he took the jar and drank the soup in one go.

He put down the medicine jar and pulled out a sharp knife from the side of the bed, polished with flint, of course, and stuffed it into the wolf's hand. The wolf took the knife, and at first glance it was very sharp and delicate, and knew that it was the leopard's beloved thing. The hunter gives away his beloved things to others, showing that he has a warm affection for others. The wolf nodded hurriedly to the leopard in gratitude.

It was already dark, and the wolf told the leopard to lie down, and then, adding some thick wood to the fire, lay down beside the leopard and fell asleep. However, because he hadn't eaten all day, his stomach was rumbling and barking, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

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