106 Lida was turned into a swan by Zeus and made a crusoe (1)

"'Let's go back to the village and live,' after some time I told Orio that I was going back to my house and was going to fight the chief's son, even if it was a joust.

Orio said, 'No, just take your time here, as soon as I go back, I'm going to die, I'm a curse, because they're going to come and take me away, and you're going to fight them, and they're so numerous, they're going to kill you.' ’

One night I snuck home to Nadon and someone found me because the dog was barking. It was the little patriarch, who quickly called the patriarch to follow me, and the next day the patriarch brought a large number of people to surround our cave and forcibly take Orio away.

My own brothers also came, and the patriarch brought them with him, fearing that I would rebel against them, and brought my family to persuade me.

My own brothers and family persuaded me with tears in their eyes, saying that this girl was so beautiful that it was up to the patriarch to decide who she would marry, because she was a person with a name, and slaves and subordinates had no name, and now she had a name, one was to be the wife of the patriarch, and the other was to die, because slaves cannot have names.

At first, she was the wife of the patriarch in the chief's family, but the patriarch found out that his sons also liked Orio, so he passed on Orio to the younger patriarch.

One day I was coming back from a sheep herding, and on the way I saw Orio, her hair was all over her face, and she was bloody, and I asked her, 'What's the matter with you?' Did the little patriarch beat you? She nodded and sat on the ground crying.

I can't imagine that a woman is beautiful is also a kind of life, because she is the little patriarch who is disliked by the patriarch and passed on, the little patriarch wants it a little and doesn't want it.

Women, when they are looked down upon for a long time, will slowly become less beautiful, will lose their spirituality, and will become stupid. The abused person becomes more and more unsightly, and the loss of laughter for a long time makes the person look disgusting, and makes people afraid and feel that the person is not good-looking. Tyndareos said.

"You also see that she is getting less and less beautiful, and you really don't love her anymore?" Lida asked too much, but she said it softly, to show curiosity rather than accusation.

Then one day she disappeared, and the little patriarch thought that this woman was okay, so he went to find her, but he searched for several days without finding any trace of her. The little patriarch thought that I had hidden her, and took some of his servants to fence off our house, and told me to return the man to him......" said Tyndareos.

This time, Leda didn't ask him what was going on. Just let him stop and rest for a while.

"'Tyndareos, release this woman with me, she will not go anywhere, she must be with you, you have hidden her.' The little patriarch said loudly at my door.

Then they simply came to our house and searched for people, 'No. I cried out to them. Because there was really no, and they insisted that I had hidden her, so we started to do it, and I beat the little patriarch to death with a stick. When his family members saw that the little patriarch was so old that he couldn't move on the ground, they were so frightened that they ran back to the little patriarch's house.

Someone will definitely tell the patriarch about this big incident, so our family wants me to run away overnight. They got me drunk and put me in the boat and let it flow......" Tyndareos finished speaking, thinking that this was not a heroic deed, but a fugitive, and that it was not morally justified, so he put his hand around Leda's neck to show his helplessness.

Of course, Lida was also interested, so they hugged each other accordingly.

Both of them are crying now, Leda, our Leda sees herself as the mistress of this story, doesn't she? Because of his beauty, he provoked Zeus, the king of heaven, to become a swan and hurt himself, so that he didn't dare to go back to his home, for fear that his mother would scold.

And Tyndareos is sad that he doesn't know where he is now, and what will he become after all?

The night is not endlessly long. At dawn they put away their nets, and while eating the freshly caught fish, they brought the boat to the middle of the creek, where the water flowed fast, and let it drift faster......

The river grew wider and wider downstream, and at night they docked at a shallow shore by the river.

When she woke up the next morning, while Leda was still sleeping, Tyndareos went to the shore to, and in the distance she seemed to hear a woman crying. Is there anyone else in this place? He thought.

So he went over to see what was going on, and asked if the reason was probably that his daughter had been snatched away by a neighboring family because she was pretty. The woman sitting in front of her hut spoke so that Tyndareos could not understand each other, and the woman had to make a gesture, meaning that her daughter had not yet grown into an adult, and that it was not yet time to be robbed.

Tyndareos asked about the situation and returned to the ship to tell Leda about it.

Then the woman who was sitting at the door of his hut, and several other old men and children, followed him, and they came to see what the man was doing. When they saw Leda undressed, they all burst out laughing.

It's no wonder that Leda left home in the summer, because she lives alone in the wilderness, she has long thrown the torn skirt out of the sky, and now that she is going to see someone, can she still find the skirt that has been thrown away a long time ago? Definitely. Then let them laugh, anyway, they are not in their mother's house.

Natindarios was the first to see the woman crying at the door come to the boat, and when he saw that Leda had no clothes on and her belly was so big, he knew that Lida was already a cub, and although he didn't have the heart to laugh at her appearance, he greeted her kindly and said, "Go downstairs!" Hi. ”

Lida also smiled a little shyly and said, "Go downstairs!" Hi. ”

Lida is more intelligible than Tyndareos, because Tyndareos comes farther away, and Leda seems to have a native accent.

If Tyndareos had drifted here alone, and had gone ashore to and saw the woman crying in front of the door, and asked her why she was crying, the weeping woman came with several people to see him. It could only be to watch him drift away again, but the weeping woman would definitely sigh: it would be nice if this man could be left behind, there would be such a man to guard this sacred land and establish a family tribe......

The woman who was sitting at the door of the house and weeping, seeing the kindness on Leda's face, beckoned her to come ashore...... And she paid a little child to go home and bring her own clothes for Leda to wear.

The weeping woman led Leda to her straw hut. Several of the children followed up behind Leda and said, "Tall aunt, tall aunt......"

Lida followed the crying woman, and from time to time Xiao You looked back at the children who were shouting behind her, and each other's faces were so curious and full of kindness and friendliness.

Tyndareos dragged the boat to the shallow waters, and was the last to go to the grass hut.

It turns out that there is not only a family of crying women living here, but also a few small straw sheds of other people, like the straw stacks after the autumn harvest in the south of the world today, not from house to house, but hundreds of meters away from the seat. It can also be regarded as a small tribe of stockades.

"Leda, come over here." The weeping woman led Leda into her little straw hut and sat her down first, and she herself went and brought a plate of rice for Lida and Tyndareos to eat.

"We're not hungry, stay and eat yourselves." Lida said it nicely, but her heart was salivating, and after more than half a year, she had forgotten the taste of oil and salt.

"What's your name, please?" Leda said as she looked at the face of the weeping woman.

"We don't have names," said the weeping woman, "we are wild people without names, we are far from the village with a name, we don't have a name of our own, we have to have a tribal leader to choose a name, otherwise we will be hunted down by people from outside tribes." ”

Lida and Tyndareos felt that this sounded familiar, and after listening to the weeping woman's words, they both looked into each other's eyes, meaning: We have not drifted far yet, we are still in the control zone that we are familiar with, and we have not yet fled the country.

At this time, there were people bringing a plate of rice from elsewhere, and there were more and more people, but none of them were decent people, of course, compared to Lida and Tyndareos.

"Originally, it was not that there were no good people here, but for a long time, if there was a better person, there would be people from the outside to snatch it. The women were taken as wives, and the men were taken as slaves to do heavy work for them. The weeping woman said.

Tyndares sat in an inconspicuous place, unable to speak. But Leda is different from him, she wants to seize this opportunity to establish a relationship with Savage Village to see if it can be a suitable place for her.

This weeping woman can be regarded as being blinded by someone from the outside at that time, and did not take her away favorably, making her a headless head here.

"Hey," said the weeping woman to Tyndareos, "you stay in this savage village, I will give you half of my land, you don't go drifting again, I heard that Leda is going to give birth to a cub, and someone needs to take care of her ......"

"I don't know how to farm, I make a living by fishing and hunting...... Tyndareos said.

"You just get used to it, I still have food here, you can still continue to hunt for you, even if we are a family?" Said the crying woman.

Tyndareos looked at Leda's face, meaning to ask his wife if she agreed or not, but Lida behaved normally, that is, it was difficult to answer, because it involved Tyndareos's fugitive life, and their social system was still local.