Chapter 8 Communication is the foundation of human evolution

It is better not to explain it than to explain it clearly. This not only retains a sense of mystery, but also makes the little brother worship himself more!

Chen Mo pulled the wild child to the fire, took out the grilled fish and handed it to him, the wild child took it with a look of admiration, and then looked at the saber-toothed tiger eating the hare in the corner, and stepped back a little in fear.

Chen Mo patted the wild child on the shoulder and said, "Child, that's the tiger master, don't be afraid, come, eat fish, it's not delicious when it's cold!"

The wild child looked at the saber-toothed tiger, then patted his chest and said, "Lord, lord!"

Poof, Chen Mo spit out the fish meat in his mouth and looked at the wild child in surprise.

Master Tiger is a mother, how did he become your master? Chen Mo felt very curious. The wild child saw Chen Mo's inquiring eyes, and patted himself harder: "Master, master, master!" and then pointed at Chen Mo, "Kidney, kidney, kidney!"

Only then did Chen Mo understand that the wild child was also saying his name, his name: Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye?

Chen Mo thought for a moment, this wild child was fished out of the river, and it has a relationship with water, so let's call it a river! Then he patted the wild child and said, "You will be called a river, a river, a river in the future!"

The wild child nodded and said, "Ha!

"River, river, river!"

"Yes!

......

It took a lot of effort to waste, and for a long time, Chen Mo taught the wild child the pronunciation of two Chinese characters:

Mo, Chen Mo's name

River, the name of the wild child

From now on, the wild child is no longer a wild child, he is called the river, the river of the river!

The communication between people is very simple, but the communication between modern people and primitive people is very troublesome, like a chicken and a duck, because the current pronunciation of primitive people is still a single byte.

Similarly, Chen Mo also learned about He's misunderstanding of Chen Mo in the description of He's sign language. In the mythology of their tribe, only the gods could control the flames, and that the gods had a ferocious monster. Therefore, when He saw Chen Mo smoking, a saber-toothed tiger lying on the side eating rabbits, he misunderstood that Chen Mo was a god.

Chen Mo's communication with the river depends on guessing ninety percent and reading the description, so Chen Mo decided to teach the river to speak some Chinese characters first! Even if it is a single syllable, he can communicate a little, otherwise Chen Mo will make the description of the river go crazy in the future.

Beside the fire, He saw the broken bone spear, and then avoided the saber-toothed tiger to find a relatively flat bone, and then sighed at Chen Mo twice, picked up the stone and gently knocked it down, knocking down the bone wall on the thin side.

Then he began to polish, polishing very skillfully, and Chen Mo was stunned when he saw it. That's right, primitive people relied on this craft to eat. Grinding while roasting, a bone spear was soon sharpened. Then pick up another piece and start working.

In Chen Mo's stunned gaze, He had already polished the three bone spears, and the remaining bones were not in good shape, so He gave up, He took the three bone spears, which were countless times better than Chen Mo's bone spears, and then dragged them up with both hands and handed them to Chen Mo, his eyes were still hot.

Chen Mo picked up the bone spear, stroked the head of the water, and then quietly tested the sharpness of the bone spear with his hand, this bone spear was countless times stronger than the half-hanger made by Chen Mo in terms of shape and sharpness.

Chen Mo, who was devastated by the blow, raised his thumbs up to the river: "Good job, you know how to steal my limelight on the first day, He, good job!"

He saw that Chen Mo was praising him, and he didn't know where to put his happy hands, so he could only smirk.

Chen Mo was once again impressed by the medicinal effect of mimosa, originally a person who was very injured, why did he become vigorous after using mimosa. The medicinal effect of herbal medicine in primitive society is really good, if you eat a tiger whip, it won't last a year?

casually looked at the saber-toothed tiger, and only then did he think that the saber-toothed tiger was a female.

Although He's injuries recovered very well, and He's hands had a lot of hard calluses, so Chen Mo decided to take his little brother to hunt. The younger brother is in charge of hunting, while he is in charge of letting out the wind and observing.

After the river returned to the jungle, Chen Mo understood what a real primitive man was, because the river could find food anywhere!

The branches and leaves of some kind of big tree were broken down by the river and handed to Chen Mo as if they were offering treasures, Chen Mo tasted it, it was sour and not delicious.

In some kind of flower bones, the river pinched out two white insects and gave them to Chen Mo, Chen Mo was stunned for a long time and didn't dare to take it, looking at the appearance of the river offering treasures, he had to say: "He, you eat! You, eat!"

He excitedly picked up the insect and stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it up, which also made Chen Mo sick to his stomach for a while, but seeing He's expression of enjoyment, he resisted the urge to vomit.

In the following journey, Chen Mo understood what it meant to be a foodie, the roots of plants in the field, the stems and leaves and fruits of plants on trees, some kind of reptiles and worms.

The river seemed very excited, as if he hadn't eaten in many years, and his mouth didn't stop along the way.

Chen Mo thought about it, and then he was relieved. These are all primitive foods, just like the wheat, soybeans, grasshoppers that later humans ate. It is all something that countless people have tasted and eaten, and there was a group here before, but after being wiped out, now only relatively rich raw materials are growing silently.

In the caves, the river was feared by the saber-toothed tigers, and it is no wonder that the large beasts were a scourge that all hominids had to dodge.

Now out of the cave, the river is excited to make Chen Mo feel a headache, everyone wants to have a little brother, provided that it is a sensible and obedient little brother. But being sensible and obedient is not at all touching the river.

Once again, he went to the basin by the river, and Chen Mo prayed that the rabbit that was teasing him would show up and let the river solve the rations.

But the two searched for a long time and didn't find it, Chen Mo was a little frustrated, lay down on the spot, looked at the sky and slowly closed his eyes, Chen Mo was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep.

He stood next to Chen Mo, holding a bone spear as a guard. Chen Mo looked at the sensible river, and was very relieved! With such a little brother, why worry that my big water army tribe can't grow!

Chen Mo bit a withered grass in his mouth, cocked Erlang's legs, and enjoyed himself like a president. A black shadow flashed in front of him, Chen Mo opened his eyes vigilantly, and saw that He was holding a bone spear against him, and then made an attacking movement.

Chen Mo was so frightened that he suddenly didn't feel sleepy, and wanted to ask He what he was going to do, but He threw a bone spear at Chen Mo's head, and Chen Mo thought to himself: It's over, the little brother who has just recovered has rebelled, and he is going to seek to usurp the throne! Since he can't resist, just wait for death honestly.

After closing his eyes and waiting for a while, the bone spear still did not pierce Chen Mo's head, Chen Mo opened his eyes and saw a snake strung on the head of the bone spear in He's hand, which was black all over his body and had a wide golden yellow ring on his body. This Nima is a poisonous snake, right?

The snake kept twisting its body on the bone spear, and it vomited blood viciously, and the river stuck the snake in the ground, picked up another bone spear and stabbed it at the snake's head, until it was smashed.

Then he provoked the dead utter snake and said to Chen Mo: "Ah, ah, ah!

Chen Mo was very grateful to He, and at the same time made a decision that he must teach this wild child to chat in Chinese!