Originally.

Feng Jiuli, who made two simple harpoons out of sharpened bamboo, planned to take the radish heads to the lake to fish again, after all, there were many fish in the lake, and they had never been caught.

It's just that on the way to the lake, Feng Jiuli found another good thing.

Look at.

But when I saw the yellow thing that was bare outside the soil, the size of a fist, covered in yellow mud, and round and rolling, wasn't it a potato?

The scientific name is potato.

It is a perennial herbaceous plant of the Solanaceae family, the tuber can be edible, it is the fourth most important food crop in the modern world, also known as ground egg, potato, potato, etc., and wheat, rice, corn, sorghum and called the world's five major crops, this is really a good thing!

But.

This is a primitive society, primitive people do not know how to grow, so this should be a natural, no fertilizer pollution, native wild potatoes.

Feng Jiuli stepped forward ecstatically, quickly pulled out the yellow potatoes buried in the soil with his hands, and shouted at the radish heads: "See this thing?" ”

"It's a good thing, it's called a potato, it's delicious and filling. Recognize these leaves, and under them are potatoes. You go around and look around, and then dig out all the potatoes, and the ninth sister will bake potatoes for you to eat today, and she won't go fishing. ”

"Yes! Ninth sister. ”

The radish heads nodded greedily, and soon dispersed to find them. They hadn't eaten anything like this before, and it was the first time they'd seen it, but baked potatoes?

It sounds so delicious.

Only the silent Feng Qimo stood still, and looked at the potatoes in Feng Jiuli's hand, looking thoughtful and wanting to speak.

"Huh?"

"Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you? Have something to say to Sister Jiu? Knowing that it was difficult to let Xiao Qi take the initiative to speak, Feng Jiuli had no choice but to speak first.

Feng Qimo nodded.

Then he said in a weak voice: "That...... Ninth sister, this thing...... It seems like...... Can't eat. ”

After speaking, he immediately added: "That, it's not that I don't believe in the ninth sister." It was a few years ago that I ...... It turned out that someone in the tribe ate this thing and almost had an accident. ”

Well, the reason why he knew so clearly was because he was still young at the time, about the same as a five-year-old junior, and he didn't know that this thing couldn't be eaten, and when he went out to pick wild fruits, he picked it up.

Afterward.

There are people in the tribe who have had an accident because of eating this thing, all kinds of nausea and vomiting, etc., but fortunately they didn't die and were saved by the tribal witch doctor.

But as the culprit, he was blamed and scolded by everyone, and was driven out of the tribe, and finally came to the old, weak, sick and disabled tribe.

Think about it.

Feng Qimo was a little sad.

Because of this, despite his young age at the time, he remembered this thing very clearly, and at the same time, his originally lively personality became silent and introverted, and he didn't like to talk much.

See here.

Although he didn't know what Xiao Qi had experienced, Feng Jiuli stretched out his hands and hugged him tightly in his arms, slowly patting his back with one hand.

Gently soothe.

Obviously silent and silent, without any words of comfort, Ran Feng Qimo's eyes were suddenly red, and the tears of grievance fell down like pearls the size of beans, and his voice was extremely choked: "I asked at the time, I obviously asked, they said they could eat the ...... I picked up."

"Woo woo woo ......"

He was five years old at the time, and he was also crying.

Then.

When he was young, he was scolded by so many people, and he didn't see the adult who answered that he could eat, so he panicked, and only knew that he was crying and shouting vigorously: "It's not me...... Don't drive me away......" cried so sadly, so desperately, but the people in the tribe just looked at him indifferently.

Particularly indifferent.

And then later.

The young Feng Qimo gradually understood that it was useless to cry and shout, so he gave up struggling, and in the end he was driven out of the tribe.

From now on.

He never cried again, and became silent, as if he had changed as a different person. However, today, under the embrace of the ninth sister, he really wanted to cry, and he wanted to cry aggrieved.

Feng Jiuli, who felt the tears dripping on his shoulders and could already roughly know what was going on through his words, hugged him tightly with some distress: "Yes, yes, it's not Xiao Qi's business, it's not Xiao Qi's fault, Xiao Qi is the most well-behaved, and he has always been a good boy." ”

Originally.

Scattered around digging potatoes, the other radish heads who had not gone far also returned here, and after seeing this scene, they looked at each other for a while, but they were surprisingly unanimous - no one spoke, even the crying Feng Yiming, just quietly gathered around them.

It's half a ring.

Feng Qimo, who had vented enough, stopped crying, and then reluctantly left the warm embrace of the ninth sister, and whispered shyly with the black handsome face: "Thank you, the ninth sister." ”

Feng Jiuli grinned: "It's okay." On the contrary, it's you, it's comfortable to cry, and you can say such intimate words to Sister Jiu, Sister Jiu is very happy. ”

The bright smile like sunshine made Feng Qimo feel a little dazed, and then he hung his head even more blushing, and his heart was a little popping.

As soon as this remark came out.

The little radish heads, who didn't dare to make a sound, also spoke one after another.

The crybaby Xiao Yifeng chirped: "Wow wow, I don't do it, why doesn't the ninth sister hug me when I cry my nose?" I'm going to hug too. ”

Feng Liuying, who has always been smart, followed Feng Jiuli's example, and directly stepped forward to give Feng Qimo a big hug: "I want to hug Brother Seventh too." ”

"I also want to hug Brother Seven."

"I want to hug the ninth sister!"

……

Soon.

Everyone hugged each other and made a mess, and the scene was warm and happy. Until Feng Jiuli's stomach let out a rumbling and hungry cry, breaking the atmosphere.

As soon as her stomach crowed, so did the stomachs of the turnips.

Feng Jiuli rubbed his hungry stomach, looked at the somewhat gloomy sky in the distance, and hurriedly ordered: "Okay, okay, let's quickly dig potatoes." It looked like it was going to rain, so we went back to the cave after digging. "It's not good to start a fire outside when it's raining.

"Yes, Ninth Sister."

Again, the crowd went away.

Immediately.

Feng Jiuli looked at Feng Qimo, who was still a little hesitant to stay, and said: "This potato, in fact, can be eaten, but it can't be eaten raw, it has to be cooked thoroughly, otherwise it will really be poisoned, and there is a kind of solanine in it." The ninth sister will tell you in detail later, you go to dig together now. ”

Seriously, if this potato can be planted, it will really benefit the primitive people.

"Hmm."

Feng Qimo nodded.

He believes in the ninth sister, since the ninth sister said that she can, then it must be able to eat!