She didn't know that her reply that she didn't take very seriously was so enviable in Fulan's opinion.

Fu Lan held an orange in her hand, stared at it for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Wanwan, you are so blessed." She muttered quietly.

Some time ago, everyone was busy stocking up on winter grain, who would go far to pick oranges in order to eat them.

Not to mention that the peak of the mountain where Baichen picks oranges is very high and steep, not only is the mountain road difficult to walk, but also often infested with poisonous snakes, even if it is a very powerful male savage, few people dare to go over.

And Bai Chen, in order to be able to get more food for his spouse to fight teeth in winter, was able to come and pick it without fear of danger, who can not say a word of admiration when he sees it.

Ye Wanwan lowered her head and peeled off an orange peel, and suddenly the faint fragrance of orange juice gradually spread in the air.

"This orange picked by the white dust...... The yellow fruit is sweet, if you like it, I will bring you a few to eat home when I leave later. Ye Wanwan said.

Fu Lan laughed when she heard this.

She nodded, "Then thank you Wanwan." ”

"How's it going, how are you doing at home?" Ye Wanwan asked casually.

She and Fu Lan hadn't seen each other for more than 20 days.

Since Cangyuan is gone, the vegetarian tribe has never elected a patriarch, and the affairs of the tribe are temporarily managed by a few young male savages and female savages.

And Fulan and Yuanmu are among them.

Fulan shrugged, "That's it, it's okay." There are too many cubs in the family, and some patriarchs hate us and complain that we have too many cubs, saying that we waste the food in the tribe. ”

The cub is the foundation of the tribe and is generally the most valued existence.

Cangyuan cared about this when he was there.

Ye Wanwan couldn't help but be surprised, "How come, it's a good thing that there are many cubs in the tribe, how can someone still say something bad." ”

Fu Lan's face was very depressed, "Only giving birth to a strong cub is a good thing in the eyes of those people. Our cub is not awesome. ”

"What to say." Ye Wanwan put down the orange.

Fu Lan shook her head helplessly, "My cubs are already one year old, and they don't know how to tear meat and eat themselves, and they don't dare to go out to play, and the clansmen in the tribe are laughing at us now." ”

The cubs of primitive tribes generally grow up relatively quickly.

Walking for 100 days and being able to eat on their own is an instinct catalyzed by the harsh environment.

Ye Wanwan asked euphemistically, "Nine cubs, is each of them like this?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Lan was very depressed, "There are three more who can't walk until now." ”

Ye Wanwan nodded thoughtfully.

No wonder Fulan is distressed, the wild man values strength the most, and he has to start training cubs since he was a child.

"It's okay if you don't like to go out, but it's weird that you can't walk." At this time, Ye Wanwan asked, "Fulan, could it be that your cub has something wrong with his body." ”

If it were someone else, she would never say that easily, after all, no wild man wants to hear others say that his cub is unhealthy.

However, Fu Lan has a good relationship with her, so there is no need to shy away from it.

"Is that possible?" Fu Lan woke up for a moment, "I didn't think about it before. ”

Ye Wanwan asked about something else, only to know that the nine cubs in Fulan's family sometimes shook their legs even when they were standing.

"The cubs may be calcium deficient." She spoke her guess.

Fu Lan hurriedly asked, "What is a cover?" ”