The primitive girl Gardenia is gone!

Song Yong was like this wooden head, and under the slightest incomprehensible reaction, he went back to sleep alone with some indignation.

Looking at the primitive girl after walking away, Song Yong didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.

But with a 'whoosh', Zhengxiang, who had always been in the grass pile next door, seemed to have already slept, and suddenly jumped to Song Yong's grass pile.

Between the openings, he whispered eagerly:

"Yong, you Tie Hanhan~ I'm afraid there is something wrong with your braincase!"

(Note: Primitive people can't have a Sichuan flavor when they speak; as long as this situation occurs in the future, it will be made up by Song Yong when he translates in his brain because of his personal bad taste!, so it is not surprising at all)

looks older than Song Yong, but the actual age is only twenty-one years old, and he is already a senior old bachelor of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

Judging from the demographic structure of the Grey Rabbit tribe, there has always been a fatal problem.

According to the concept of sixteen years old, there are forty-six adult males in the Gray Rabbit tribe, and the number of women of appropriate age is only thirty-one.

Thirty of them were already married.

Until now, even the dolls have been born, and I don't know how many of them have come down.

Therefore, waiting for more than a dozen single-minded personal problems has always been a very important problem in the heart of the leader Daya.

After all, the Grey Rabbit Tribe is a very famous poor tribe in the surrounding area.

There's no way to come up with enough gifts to marry girls from other tribes, or to come back with little widows, and that's not a matter of catching a few rabbits.

Besides, the girls and little widows of other tribes probably don't want to marry into this poor place.

In this way, the only girl who has no owner has become the greatest desire of the fifteen singles.

It's really not sixteen, it's fifteen, because the primitive girl Gardenia is the real sister of this thing.

Even if you beat the bachelor again, you can't go against the rules of your ancestors and marry your sister.

At this moment, Huang looked at Song Yong's eyes, which was called an indescribable anger.

The main reason is that he thinks that he is a beautiful girl like a gardenia, and it is better to let Song Yong, a capable boy, gnaw on it than to cheapen other guys.

For this reason, he continued to shout:

"You kid is stupid! My sister Gardenia is a top beautiful girl even in the surrounding tribes, and if someone abducts you, be careful and regret you. ”

As for Song Yong's answer, after opening his mouth, he made a 'uh' sound, and a strong fishy smell hit Huang's face, and he smoked the unlucky Huang back to sleep......

In the past few days, the entire Gray Rabbit tribe has fallen into a fish pit.

The number of meals has changed from two meals a day to three meals a day now, but the recipe of eating fish every day and eating fish every meal made Song Yong almost vomit.

Even if the wild big fish in the primitive era plane grew in an environment without any pollution, the meat quality can really be said to be delicious.

In addition, in order to process these big fish, Song Yong also exhausted all his means.

Yusheng, stewed big fish in an iron pot, grilled fish on slate, grilled fish with red willow, these can be eaten in the absence of oil, but Song Yong did not let go of any of them.

Even, in addition to contributing all the condiments he brought, Song Yong also found some spices such as dogwood, peppercorns, and wild onions on the edge of the mountains and forests.

These wild seasonings are added to various ways to eat fish, making them even more delicious.

Under Song Yong's hard work, the buns of the Gray Rabbit tribe were smiling at every meal, and they felt better than ever.

From the second day of Song Yong's fishing, the old and young masters of the Gray Rabbit tribe no longer continued to catch rabbits.

The women also lost all interest in the daily work of picking wild fruits in the mountains and forests and looking for wild radishes by the lake.

Every morning, after eating a feast of fish and meat, they all came to the shore of Yanye Lake, and learned Song Yong's methods to make a large number of simple fishing rods.

Next, of course, there is a crazy national fishing activity.

The big fish in the lake that have been idle for many years can be regarded as blood mold now.

In particular, the sharp-toothed big black fish that has always been at the high end of the food chain and lives by eating small fish originally did not have many natural enemies and lived an extremely nourishing life in the lake.

Now it has been dropped one by one by the fishing army of the Gray Rabbit tribe.

A small part of it was put into the stomach by the people in various ways to eat it, and most of them were either kept in a small pond in a cave or hung above the fire pond and turned into smoked fish that could be preserved for a longer time.

During this time, every day is a beautiful moment like a festival for everyone in the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

The abundance of food that had never been seen before made them feel the beauty of three meals a day, and even as the smoked fish on the fire pit became more and more abundant, a proposal from the leader Big Tooth made all the bachelors cheer:

When the number of smoked fish is larger, he takes these smoked fish to the surrounding tribes and marries a few little widows......

It's a pity that after eating several fish feasts in a row, Song Yong only felt nauseous when he saw these fish.

At this moment, he was extremely nostalgic for the five fat rabbits he had caught in the sea of grass in the valley, and Song Yong, who fell on the grass pile in order not to eat fish tomorrow, his mind began to turn.

He didn't know what kind of drastic change he had brought to the Gray Rabbit tribe and himself because of his thoughts.

When the sun rose again in the east, the hunting party of the Grey Rabbit tribe set off again.

But this morning they laid down their brand-new fishing rods, picked up the stone spears that had been laid down for days, and went to the hunting ground where they had hunted for generations, the sea of grass in the valley.

The reason why such a thing happened was that after Song Yong got up, he asked the leader Daya like a soul torture:

"Isn't it the Gray Rabbit Tribe, which is going to be renamed the Big Fish Tribe in the future? Otherwise, why do you fish every day instead of catching rabbits? ”

In fact, even Song Yong did not expect that the leader Daya attached great importance to the traditions of his ancestors.

So, today, the manpower of the Gray Rabbit tribe was divided into two parts, and one part of the men and all the women continued to fish by the Yanye Lake.

The remaining fifteen best hunters, plus Song Yong, who strongly requested to participate, began the hunting operation to catch rabbits again......

In the fresh air with the smell of dew, Song Yong walked between the teams with great interest, keeping up with the speed of the team without pressure.

To be able to do this, the pleasure of his mood can only be a small part.

The most important reason is that since the sacrifice of fresh big fish to the fire in the cave, those sparks that possessed Song Yong have played a series of miraculous changes in his body.

Under the influence of that heat flow, his body reaped obvious benefits.

During his time in college, because of his long-term insistence on exercise, his physical fitness was quite good.

But since graduation, especially during the period when Sanhe was paralyzed, his irregular work and rest and diet made his body collapse all at once.

However, when the heat subsided, he was surprised to find that his physical fitness had miraculously recovered to the peak of his college years.

This allowed him to keep up with the actions of the hunting party, and it was no longer so difficult.

"If you stay in the primordial plane, it's not as bad as you think! At least, there are no such complicated human hearts here. ”

While walking, Song Yong, who was wearing a yellow hard hat and carrying a kitchen knife, couldn't help but suddenly think in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was like this.

The only regret is that Song Yong has not smoked a cigarette for several days, allowing faint smoke to gush out from his nasal cavity.

If this can be met, then everything will be even better......