Song Yu looked at these friends and smiled, but did not speak.

Xiong Lan said excitedly: "This is a rattan basket, which is made up by luck and used to pick food for us." ”

"Really?"

When Wei Feng heard this, he became excited, "How do you use this?" ”

"That's it."

Xiong Lan picked up two empty baskets and spun around in place.

Seeing that everyone was going to stop and study the basket, she hurriedly urged:

"Okay, don't delay, hurry up and send the Kudzu who has been brought back into the council chamber, and then we will have two baskets and a stick each, and we will go pick up food."

……

Song Yu watched the figure of all the friends rushing away, and a smile rose on the corner of his lips.

The hand movements did not stop at all.

There are so many kudzu roots in that area, and if you want to dig and move it in a day or two, you have to help the warriors who are hunting outside.

Therefore, the rattan basket she spun next was more than twice as large as the previous one.

Song Yu believed that with the size and strength of the warriors, this weight would not be difficult for them at all.

Sure enough, when the warriors returned from hunting in the evening, the harvest was not very large.

The point is, today they were particularly unlucky, they encountered a terrible herd of beasts, and several warriors were seriously injured, and they don't know if they will recover.

Xiong Ba and his woman's faces were full of worry.

But when I heard that Song Yu led the children to find a new delicious food in the jungle, I couldn't help but be surprised.

Immediately afterwards, there was less sorrow on his face, replaced by surprise.

Without them asking, the clansmen who participated in the help today, as well as the warriors who had just returned, automatically put the credit for Song Yu's knowledge of this kind of food on the tree god.

Song Yu listened to their discussion and didn't explain much, but turned his gaze to the few people who were seriously injured.

One of the seriously injured was Amu's father, the wolf.

At this moment, Amu and his younger brother Aqiu were guarding the wolf's side, whimpering in a low voice.

Their mother, Mao, reached out to pull the brothers: "Don't cry, we take good care of your Abba, he will be fine." ”

"Yes, Abba's going to be fine."

Amu raised his hand and wiped his tears, "Baba and Grandma were so seriously injured that day, they are all better, and our Abba will also get better." ”

As he spoke, he said to his mother: "Grandma, don't move Abba, I'll ask about the situation." ”

Song Yu has been paying attention to this side for a long time.

She heard the conversation between Amu and the son, so when Amu got up, she had already appeared beside their family.

I took a closer look at the wolf that was still dripping blood.

The reason why it wasn't a flow was that it was carried back from the outside, and the wound had not been treated in any way, and the blood had already flowed less.

If you don't deal with it, no matter how strong the person's body is, he will not take it.

Song Yu hurriedly said to Amu: "Amu, you Abba's injury needs to be stitched up, and the blood can't flow out anymore." ”

"Sewn?"

Listening to this new word, both Amu and Mao and Aqiu were stunned.

Song Yu was helpless, so he had to quickly tell what sewing meant.

As she spoke, her hands were not idle, and she quickly drew on the ground.

After saying that, the shape of the needle has been drawn.

After that, she urged Amu to say, "Grind the needle out according to the way I painted it for you." ”

After saying that, she picked up Ah Qiu and ran down the hillside: "Let's go, accompany me to find some herbs." ”

Ah Qiu still had tears in the corners of his eyes, listening to Song Yu's words, his feet were faster than Song Yu, and he pulled Song Yu away.

As he ran, he asked, "Is it a grass like the one you got yesterday that can cure snake venom?" ”

"It's the same meaning, but the herb that stops the bleeding for your Abba doesn't look the same as the herb that repels snake venom."