Chapter 309

I...... Fuck your uncle!

I always thought that Qi was a straight man of steel, but I didn't expect Adu to be a fighter among straight men!

Doesn't he have a little compassion?

Ah Xi also hurriedly persuaded, "Ah Du, you can help the goddess, the copper knives you use are all made by the goddess." ”

Adu raised his eyebrows, touched the copper knife behind him, and said unashamedly, "If it was the baby of the goddess, I would definitely let my female nurse him." But this is not the child of our people, the patriarch said......"

"Okay, okay, which clan elder said, I'll go to him to settle accounts!" Ye Qing's heart was angry, and he couldn't wait to pull that clan elder out and beat him up.

A small baby eats milk, but also has to care about the inside and outside the clan?

If the clansmen of the Apocalypse Tribe only have such a little heart and narrow-mindedness to this extent, then it will be difficult for the Apocalypse Tribe to develop and grow in the future!

It seems that she needs to talk to Qi and set things right.

Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and said coldly, "Ah Du, even if this child is mine, can you take him back and let your female breastfeed?" ”

Adu shook his head firmly, "He's not your child, he's a foreigner." ”

"If I'm a goddess, can't I?" Ye Qingxin's anger suddenly poured out.

"Goddess, I am willing to obey your commands." Adu said with a firm attitude, "But I am a member of the Apocalypse Tribe, so I will definitely abide by the rules handed down by the clan elders." ”

"Good! Good! Ye Qing's heart trembled, and he hugged the baby in his arms and said:

"Ah Du, although you abide by the rules of the so-called clan elders, I want to tell you, whether you believe it or not, all the rules of the Apocalypse Tribe in the future will be determined by me Ye Qingxin sooner or later!"

Adu frowned, looking unconcerned.

I'm really stunned by the popularity of this gang!

Ye Qingxin didn't expect that such a simple matter as breastfeeding a baby would also be greatly hindered.

And from Adu's attitude, she faintly felt a hint of a problem.

The people of the Apocalypse tribe seem to be respectful to her only for the sake of Qi pampering her.

But in the eyes of many people in the Apocalypse Tribe, she, the goddess, is just an ornament.

A sneer curled up on Ye Qingxin's lips, weren't the salt, clay pots, and even bronze utensils she made for the people of the Apocalypse Tribe?

What about the consciences of those people, all fed to the dogs?

After looking for Adu, there was no way, and the child in his arms cried to death.

Qi is not in the tribe, there is no mother's milk and no milk powder, and in the ancient tribe, there is not even flour......

Ye Qingxin sat in the wooden house with the child waiting to be fed in her arms, listening to the child's heart-rending voice, her heart was about to break.

I have never been so helpless, in ancient times, Ye Qingxin, even if he was a professor of botany in the twenty-first century and a certified physician in Huaxia, he was a little helpless in this place where there was not even flour.

I used to hear my grandmother say that many, many years ago, when the famine came, the mother was malnourished and had no milk, and the poor would fry a little flour and steam it, and then turn it into a paste for the baby to eat.

Although the nutrition is much worse than milk, at least it will not starve the baby to death.

It would be nice to have a little flour now......

It is not a matter of one or two days to give Ah Ruo a milk, and it is even more difficult to find a plant like wheat to grind the dough and make a substitute for milk, but how long can this baby, who has been hungry for two days, last?