Qingsang and Zhiyu studied for a long time, but they still couldn't understand its meaning.

Qingsang raised his head and saw Liu Su looking at them with a sly smile.

"Xiao Su'er, you can't mean it, is this really a text, why have we never seen it?"

Liu Su couldn't help but be asked by Qingsang, and laughed: "Who told you to be so anxious, if it was so easy to recognize, the Yalita tribe would have walked out of this valley a long time ago."

Zhi Ji handed the notebook back to Liu Su, folded his hands, and said apologetically: "Amitabha, he is a poor monk. Let the little benefactor laugh."

Liu Su took the notebook, shook his head with a smile and said, "No, I just enliven the atmosphere." You should be able to guess the first kind of text above.

It is the fundamental reason for the formation of the Yalita tribe.

The second is pinyin, which is actually similar to the third. It's just that the second one is pronounced as Da Song language, while the third one is an exotic Chinese language, called English. They live on another continent called the United Kingdom.

The fourth is the Li dialect, and I can only guess."

Qingsang and Zhiyi listened very seriously, but the more they listened, the more they felt that they were not living in the same world as this little girl.

What are English, British, Li, Pinyin? I've never heard of it.

Qing Sana's heart has always been full of doubts, but at this moment, it seems that he has received a positive answer.

The little girl in front of her must not be the little girl named Liu Su who has been living in Liu Dajiang's house in Qingshan County.

He wanted to ask her, who was it? Where did it come from? How did it come about?

can look at Liu Su, who is smiling like a flower in front of him, and then look at Zhi Ji who is silently contemplative on the side. In the end, Qingsang still chose to remain silent.

Someday, she will willingly tell herself. Qingsang, who figured it out, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Liu Su with a big smile.

"Little Su'er, then you can teach us this English or pinyin."

Hearing this, Zhi Ji raised his head from his contemplation, and his dustless eyes were shining at this time, looking at Liu Su.

Liu Su was looked at by two pairs of beautiful men's eyes, and laughed: "Okay, good, which one do you want to learn"?

Pinyin

"English"

Qingsang and Zhiyu spoke in unison, but they gave two different answers.

Liu Su looked at this, then at that, and shook his head.

Qingsang and Zhiyu understood in seconds, and the two looked at each other and glared at each other. Then he turned his head to look at Liu Su, and said in unison:

"English"

Pinyin

As soon as the two stopped, they looked at each other at speed, and said in unison:

"Fake monk, did you do it on purpose"?

"Demon, let's discuss"?

Liu Su was beside him, he couldn't help it, and laughed: "You guys are so funny." Ha ha... Haha...".

Qingsang and Zhiyu couldn't help laughing when they saw Liu Su laughing like this, thinking of their behavior just now.

Suddenly, the chamber reverberated with the hearty laughter of the three of them.

The patriarch Aman and Grandma walked in with breakfast, and when they saw this scene, they were a little puzzled by what was wrong with the three of them.

"Girl, here comes the meal."

The meal was neatly laid out by Aman and Grandma on the only small table in the council room.

Liu Su saw that there were six or seven bowls of all sizes on the table, all kinds of barbecued meat, wild fruits, and wild vegetables. But there is no rice, and there is no pasta.

"Sister Aman, do you eat this every meal in the clan? No one in the clan grows rice and vegetables"?

Ah Man's face was embarrassed and puzzled, and she looked at Grandma for help.

Grandma was also a little embarrassed, and her face was a little red: "Girl, the rice and vegetables you mentioned are not available in the clan." Never heard of it. The ancestors did not confess. We have always been a backer."

Liu Su knew that the two of them had misunderstood what she meant, but she didn't rush to explain. Reaching out and grabbing Aman's wrist, he felt his physical condition carefully.

After a while, Liu Su frowned, as if he was a little uncertain, grabbed Grandma's wrist again, and felt it again.

After half a ring, Liu Su sat down again and asked, "Aman, do you have to eat barbecue for three meals a day?"

Aman was full of doubts about Liu Su's series of behaviors, and when she heard Liu Su's question, she replied even more puzzled: "Girl, barbecue is our staple food, and we have the strength to not eat meat."

Liu Su nodded, indicating that he understood. Then I looked at the barbecue on the table, and looked at the wild fruits and vegetables on the table.

The room fell silent, and everyone looked at Liu Su, waiting for her to say the result. But after waiting for a long time, I saw her in a daze.

Suddenly, a "gurgling" sound came out of Liu Su's stomach. It was very loud in this quiet room.

Everyone in the room had different expressions for a while. Qingsang was the most unscrupulous, and immediately laughed: "Xiao Su'er, seeing that you are hungry, your stomach has resisted."

Although his tone was full of ridicule, he immediately caught up with his hand, picked up a piece of barbecue from the table and placed it in the bowl in front of Liu Su's eyes.

Zhi Yan had no expression on his face, but the weed that was caught was accurately put into Liu Su's bowl.

"Little donor, you have to eat and think about it when you have something."

Aman looked a little like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, looked at Liu Su, and moved a pot of barbecue directly in front of Liu Su.

Grandma was crooked at the corner of her eyes, and her eyes looking at Liu Su were full of respect and affection.

Liu Su's face turned red, he was embarrassed to cover his stomach with his hands, and said embarrassedly: "Eat first, eat."

And then no matter what their expressions are, they don't refuse to eat anyway.

The meal was eaten in Liu Su's burying his head and Qingsang and Zhiyu competing with each other.

After the meal, Aman and Grandma packed up the dishes and chopsticks and exited the meeting hall.

Liu Su and the three of them sat at a small table to discuss the future development and resettlement of the Yalita people.

The latter three unanimously agreed that the Yalitada people of this generation will mainly live in the valley, but they can choose two or three people to go out of the valley to study, and come back to inform the tribesmen of their normal living habits and right and wrong.

Rice and vegetables are brought in from outside the valley to make their diet normal.

Women pick men, marry husbands, and lead a normal family life, and children are raised by their parents, regardless of gender. Free choice is the main thing, supplemented by compulsory matchmaking.

Children of both sexes and boys begin to study at the age of four. Hopefully, the next generation can all get out of the valley and see the outside world.

Later, the Yalita tribe served as the base of Liu Su's plant supply, and was responsible for the collection and planting of plants.

After discussing the matters related to the Yarita tribe, it was noon.

Because of the late breakfast, Liu Su refused Aman's request to prepare Chinese food.

"Uncle, Master Zhi, go fishing, let's have fish for lunch. I really don't want to eat barbecue anymore."

Qingsang deeply agreed: "Xiao Su'er, this attention is good."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Zhi Yan: "Fake monk go, let's compare again."

Zhi Yan was also full of interest: "Okay, demon." If you lose, you have to listen to the poor monks."

After speaking, the two flew up at the same time, and disappeared for a while.

On Liu Su's side, the people in the clan also rushed to the conference hall one after another.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw a group of men behind my grandmother. They were all dressed in white robes, the same material robes worn by Qingsang and Zhiyi.

It's just that they are more like loungewear, not as loose and revealing as the ones Qingsang and Zhiyu wore last night.

They walked slowly, with their heads bowed, silently.

The two men in front of him were about 40 years old, and they were each holding a little boy, one about 1 year old and the other about 3 years old.

There were also two men in the back, each holding a 6-year-old boy and an 8-year-old boy in their hands. That's only 20 people combined.

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