Han Cheng was about to cry.

It's not that the chicken breast meat is not delicious, and it's not that the old primitive man didn't give it to him, but that his mouth only has a small slit, and there is no way to open and close.

The food he had been longing for was on the edge of his mouth, and the tempting aroma went straight to his nose, but he just couldn't eat it in his mouth.

He tried his best to control his mouth, but except for the tongue in his mouth, which could move slightly, he couldn't move the rest of the place.

The old primitive man looked up and down at this strange man wrapped in something, and wondered why he was able to do it without eating or drinking when everyone was eating.

Isn't he hungry?

He thought about it with doubt, and then pressed the chicken breast in his hand to Han Cheng's mouth.

Then there is a quiet wait.

However, the strange man in front of him had no intention of eating at all, except for the rolling of his eyes, his mouth was still motionless, and he had no intention of eating at all.

The old primitive man waited for a while, and his eyes were full of confusion as he looked up and down Han Cheng again, who was behaving strangely.

"My chicken!"

In Han Cheng's silent wail of blood, the old primitive took the fragrant chicken breast meat away from Han Cheng's mouth.

Then in Han Cheng's eyes that he could eat meat, he took this piece of fat meat and walked out, tore them into small strips, and distributed them to the excited little primitive people in the cave.

The elder brother took out a bag of large and small fruits from one of the caves with animal skins, and distributed them to everyone one by one.

Looking at the old primitive people like the 'master' around him eating a red and yellow fruit the size of an egg with relish, Han Cheng's heart was burning urgently, his mouth was full of relish, and his eyes were dumbfounded.

However, it didn't work, everyone in the cave ate their own food, and no one paid attention to his eye-moving trunk.

After the dessert was served, the hole was blocked with heavy stones, leaving a few holes that were not too big to ventilate and prevent large beasts from entering.

Then they went to sleep.

The place to sleep is very simple, that is, to sleep directly on the ground in the cave.

Those who are particular will put some hay hides under their bodies, and those who are not particular will sleep directly on the ground.

There was an old primitive man who took over the work of the old primitive outside, squatting by the fire to take care of the flames.

Compared to the previous grill, the flame was much smaller, but it could not be extinguished.

It seems that they are also smart and know how to save fuel.

Of course, not everyone will sleep honestly, and not long after they started to rest, some energetic people began to tremble and move in the dim light.

It didn't take long for the quiet cave to hear from the primordial singing.

This is very similar to what the women of later generations sang......

It was late at night, and all the people in the cave had fallen asleep, including those who had been exercising in the night.

Of course, these people do not include Han Cheng, who stands like a sculpture and has a fire in his stomach, and primitive people who sit by the fire and take care of the flames.

The crying of a little primitive person sounded, and then an adult woke up from his sleep in a daze, whispering something, but the child's crying did not stop.

After a while, an adult primitive man stood up in a daze with a crying child in his arms and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

After moving around the entrance of the cave for a while, a gap about a little more than a meter high and about half a meter wide appeared at the entrance of the cave, which seemed to be blocked.

The big primitives went out with the little primitives in their arms, and one or two people who woke up from their sleep also went out.

It didn't take long for him to return to the cave and go back to sleep.

Based on experience, Han Sung was able to understand what these people were doing.

Unexpectedly, these primitive people are quite hygienic, even at night, they have to go out to solve personal hygiene......

Han Cheng, who was dizzy, was woken up by the noise in the cave, he opened his eyes, and only felt that his whole person was fluttering, he knew that this was caused by not eating for a long time.

Dizziness was dizziness, but the burning torment in his belly was gone, and he didn't feel hungry or thirsty anymore.

The stone slabs used to block the door at the entrance of the cave have been removed, and the light shines through from the outside, and the cave is much brighter.

Han Cheng found that it was not only the entrance of the cave where the light came in, but also a few translucent places above the cave.

I just don't know if it's naturally formed, or if these primitive people specially chiseled it out for lighting and ventilation.

The people in the cave must have already eaten, and under the dispatch of the senior brother in the sexy tiger skin dress, the people of the tribe have already taken their tools, and after a short commotion, everyone left together.

As soon as they left, the cave seemed much quieter and emptyer.

There were only twenty-three underage primitives left, a female primitives with a big belly, and three elderly primitives - one was the master next to Han Cheng in the depths of the cave, and two were replaced in turn to take care of the fire.

The one who took care of the night's fire last night has gone to sleep.

Of course, there is another person who is the male primitive man with inconvenient legs and feet, and the other is Han Cheng, who is like a sculpture.

Han Cheng has nothing to love, he doesn't want to starve to death anymore.

He just stood dizzy, looking at everything in the cave, his mind moving slowly.

The old primitive man beside him stood up, took a piece of meat that he didn't know what and put it to Han Cheng's mouth again, and the smell of meat drilled into his nose.

He didn't feel hungry anymore, but his stomach was gurgling.

For Han Cheng not eating, the old primitive man was still full of doubts and thoughts.

However, this time he was obviously not as patient as last night, and it didn't take long for him to take away the food after touching Han Cheng's stomach for a while, with Han Cheng's secretly bitter smile.

However, instead of dividing the meat into a group of small primitives, as he had done last night, he went to the outer cave and crouched down on a rock.

There was a pit in the stone, and he tore the meat in his hand into small pieces, put it in the pit, took another stone and put another stone on it, and began to smash the roasted meat.

The action is a bit like pounding garlic.

Han Cheng was a little confused, from yesterday to now, as far as the information he got, food is a very precious thing in the tribe, how could this old primitive dare to waste it like this?

In his confusion, the old primitive man smashed for a while, returned to the place where Han Cheng was staying, and found something from it that was made of an unknown skull that looked like a bowl and a plate, walked over to the stone, and grabbed the meat that had been mashed and glued together.

Then he walked to a stone basin that was not too big and contained some water, scooped out some water from it, stretched out his fingers, stirred the minced meat and water stuck together in the 'bone bowl', and came to Han Cheng's side.

Put the 'bone bowl' on Han Cheng's mouth with only one slit open.

When Han Cheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into tears, God, I can finally eat something!

Fortunately, the old primitive man was smart, otherwise he would have been starved to death, and then dried into a specimen-like existence, becoming the most aggrieved traversal in history.

The special meat soup moistened Han Cheng's chapped lips and flowed into his thirsty mouth, and he used all his strength to control his tongue, which could only move slightly, and swallowed this life-saving meat soup like a rain.

When the old primitive man saw that this method worked, a smile flowed from his face.

Seeing that the water in the 'bone bowl' had been drunk by the strange man in front of him, and about half of the minced meat was still left in the bowl, he went to the stone basin and scooped up some water, stirred it, and then fed Han Cheng.