After the crowd dispersed, Wang Lang walked over and helped Fanxing, who had a big belly, to sit on the wooden pier.

Since the establishment of the second place of residence, the two have basically gathered less and left more, Wang Lang feels that he can be compared with the ancient Dayu three times without entering the house.

Wang Lang held Fanxing's hand and said, "After the child is born, go over there with me!" ”

Fanxing nodded and said, "I've always wanted to go over there to have a look, you haven't allowed me to go, last time Lin Huo came back and said that there were a lot of new clansmen over there, it should be very lively over there!" ”

Wang Lang smiled: "It's more lively over there than here, and when my child is born, if it's a boy, I will teach him to ride a horse and shoot arrows, so that he can become the bravest warrior, and pass on my patriarchal position to him in the future." ”

"What if it's a girl?" Fanxing asked.

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "Girl? ”

Fanxing nodded and looked at Wang Lang intently.

Wang Lang was silent for a while, he knew that if there was no accident, he would definitely establish a country in the future, and it was impossible for the throne to be passed on to a woman, so he talked and said: "If it is a girl, let her grow up, and I will pick an excellent young man of the tribe for her." ”

Fanxing's mood was a little low, he could see that Wang Lang still valued boys more than her, she was a little worried, if she had a girl, she didn't know if Wang Lang would be angry.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lang looked at the stars and smelled them.

Fanxing shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Lang, tell me about it over there." ”

Wang Lang smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell you about the interesting things over there." ”

The two of them sat on the wooden pier and talked for a long time, sometimes when Wang Lang talked about something interesting, he would make the stars laugh, such a warm scene, everyone who watched it was envious, and the single young man, looking at the happy appearance of the leader, also began to fantasize that one day he could find a other half who could share his joys and sorrows with him.

The hard-mouthed slave in the cage looked coldly in Wang Lang's direction, and the killing intent in his eyes frightened the cold sweat on the side.

"Flowing clouds, you'd better give up your thoughts, you'll only kill us." Wings warned with a solemn face.

In addition to not having freedom here, he is actually living a good life, as long as he listens to these people, not only is his life not in danger, but he can also fill his stomach, he didn't expect that slaves can actually live such a life, and it can even be said that the living standard of the tribe is better than before.

The pottery here is much more exquisite than that of his own tribe, and there are those spears that shimmer purple red in the sun, he has seen the power of this weapon, which makes him even more afraid to have any strange thoughts, he even doubts, even if the tribesmen know that these people have been caught, and if they find here, they can beat these people, he has no confidence in his heart.

The young man, who was called the flowing cloud, looked at his wings without shaving it, and said with a cold snort: "You are like a timid mouse on the grassland, you will only find a hole and hide your head in the hole, how can a timid person like you be worthy of the title of warrior, the gods will definitely send you calamity and make you die in great pain." ”

Listening to the vicious curses of his companions, Wing's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth to hold back his anger, and said to the young man: "You are the warrior of the tribe and the child of the elders, I am just a gallless rabbit, do not forget, we are all slaves now, if I had not curried favor with them and prayed for food, you would have been with the gods like the eagle by now." ”

The young man snorted coldly, don't look over, and with a gloomy face, he didn't know what to plan again.

Tsubasa shook his head, looked at the young companion with some pity, and sighed helplessly, he didn't know how long this young man who didn't know what to fear would live.

Looking at the happy faces outside the cage, Wing was a little envious, but he knew that the cheerful atmosphere in this tribe did not belong to him, he was just a humble slave, even if he returned to the tribe, he was a dispensable little person, and his life was only slightly better than that of a slave.

After a long absence, the husband and wife talked for a while, and the black horn came over and said, "Lang, it's time to eat." ”

Wang Lang touched his rumbling belly, smiled and said, "Okay, let's go eat!" ”

Walking to the bonfire, the clansmen cut a large piece of fatty meat for Wang Lang and brought a bowl of corn porridge.

Looking at the pairs of eyes staring at him, Wang Lang was a little strange, and asked the black corner on the side in a low voice: "What's the matter with them, what are they doing watching me when they don't eat?" ”

Heijiao smiled: "They are waiting for you to speak, this is a habit they developed before, the leader didn't eat, others didn't dare to eat, Jianya told them many times that they couldn't change it, they used to eat before Jianya and us ate first, and then they ate." ”

Wang Lang was silent for a while, he estimated that the tribe in the west must be very hierarchical, so that these people have this hierarchical concept deeply engraved in their bones, since they don't want to change, Wang Lang will not force anything, looked at the people in front of him and said: "Let's eat!" ”

After Wang Lang finished speaking, these people began to eat the food distributed to them, everyone ate very sweetly, the children buried their faces in the big bowl, licked the bottom of the bowl and licked not a grain of rice left, after eating enough, they touched their round stomachs and lay comfortably on the ground.

Fanxing has no appetite, and he will be disgusted when he sees greasy things, Wang Lang doesn't know if this is a normal reaction to pregnancy, but it is definitely not okay to be hungry, so he had to let her drink some porridge to replenish her strength.

After eating, Wang Lang asked a few women to help Fanxing go back to rest, and walked up the tribe wall with Heijiao.

Now on the rammed earth wall, looking at the corn field that has been sown outside, Wang Lang nodded with satisfaction and said: "I didn't expect this guy Jianya to do a good job, I am still relieved to hand over this place to him to manage." ”

The black horn on the side pursed his lips and said, "That simple-minded guy, in addition to his strength, what else will he do, if it weren't for the dark clouds to help him, I don't know what the chaos would be like here." ”

Listening to Heijiao's words, Wang Lang knew that he was thinking badly, compared to Jianya, Wuyun is much smarter than him, if you follow the analogy of civil and military officials, Jianya is the general who goes into battle to kill the enemy, and Wuyun is the civil official who is responsible for the people's livelihood.

Wang Lang felt that there were still some talents in the tribe, and if Wuyun's ability was cultivated, he felt that when the official system was established in the future, he would be the first choice for prime minister.