Chapter 7: The Primitives Who Can't Count

Man Ge called Sang Zhen, the woman who had watched Mo Yi'er before. Let Sang Zhen take Mo Yi'er to choose the animal skin, and stay by Chu Jiong's side.

Chu Ji made a simple communication with each clan, and asked everyone to perform their duties and stop surrounding him.

Chu Wei himself walked away with Banner Ge, came to the waterfall to wash the dust on his body, and asked while washing, "Are you sure that child fell from the sky?" โ€

Child? If Mo Yi'er hears it, she has to go crazy, your child, she's already 20 years old!

"Yes, brother, Mo Yi'er fell from the sky because Xiao Ra saw it with his own eyes, and it was in the jungle over there!" When the two of them were alone, Mange was called Brother Chu Jiong, and they were half-children.

Chu Wei glanced at the jungle that Man Ge pointed to, where the trees were lush and the prey was abundant. He knew and believed that his people would not lie, but he still had a wait-and-see attitude towards Mo Yi'er. "Okay, I believe you and Xiao Rara, but I heard from the leader of the Haim tribe that some big tribes have been very restless recently, they have a lot of conspiracies, and I'm afraid that this person is sent by the big tribe."

"Brother, I promise not, this girl is not like our people here, she has strange animal skins on her body, which has never been seen in other big tribes, and she can't do anything, she doesn't look like people like us at all!"

"Are you sure he's a girl?" Chu Ji put on a reserved attitude, compared to the simple people in the tribe, his mind will think a lot more, and it is not easy to trust people. Indeed, there is a need for such a thoughtful leader in the tribe, otherwise he will not know if he will be eaten!

When Man Ge heard Chu Ji ask, he smiled: "I only confirmed it today, she is too small, her hair is so short, and her breasts are still very small!" So it's been a few days, well, all these days, I'm not sure today! โ€

He picked five stones on the ground to represent five days, but they could not count them, so they could only express them in this way.

"It's not bad to be a girl, even if you don't know what to do, it doesn't matter, you can have children for men in the future!" There were very few women in the tribe, and only 7 of the more than 20 were women. Chu Wei still doesn't believe that Mo Yi'er is a god, just make sure that she won't bring disaster to the tribe.

"Brother, who is that woman you brought?" What Man Ge asked was the woman who was black beside Chu Ji just now, he hadn't seen it, and she wasn't from the tribe.

"She's the daughter of the old leader of the Haim tribe!" When Chu Ji answered, his eyes were full of helplessness.

"Oh? But why did she come to our tribe? โ€

"She has a crush on me and wants to have my baby and then go back to the Haim tribe."

Listening to Chu Jiong's words, Man Ge was full of anger: "It's too much, if you take a fancy to Brother A, you will join our Kannei clan, and you want to take Brother A's child away, it's a dream!" โ€

Chu Wei didn't say anything more, but the attitude in his eyes was exactly the same as that of Man Ge, and he didn't allow that woman to bring his child back to the Haim tribe.

At this moment, Mo Yi'er has been taken to a storage hole by Sang Zhen, and the hole is full of animal skins. Because all kinds of different kinds of fur are stacked together, they form a very complex smell, which is very unpleasant.

But Mo Yi'er is still very excited, the fur is all real, not man-made, if it is taken to the 21st century, how much will it be worth? She can't figure it out!

"Mo Yi'er, you can choose whatever fur you like!" Sang Zhen said to Mo Yi'er with a smile that since she knew that Mo Yi'er fell from the sky, she had always respected Mo Yi'er, and in addition to watching Mo Yi'er, she was completely good to her.

"Thank you!" Mo Yi'er thanked her and chose among the many furs. The fur has only been treated simply, so the leather part is a bit dry and hard and uncomfortable to the touch. Now that the weather is still very hot, Mo Yi'er chose two relatively thin lambskins, and judging by the size, they should have been slaughtered when they were still lambs.

Sang Zhen was a little surprised by Mo Yi'er's choice of fur, but she didn't say anything, and then returned to the cave with Mo Yi'er, and took out bone needles and animal tendons to help Mo Yi'er sew the animal skin skirt.

Bone is already a very delicate daily necessities for primitive people, but compared with modern iron needles and steel needles, it is much more clumsy, Mo Yi'er also took one, she plans to sew a small vest for herself, so that she can show two little peaches like this group of primitive people, which is absolutely impossible.

A simple sewing vest is a piece of cake for Mo Yier, who let her grow up in an orphanage? Sister Mo Jinran is a boy, so her sister sometimes has to take care of her sister, sew buttons for her, change clothes or something.

The orphanage was very poor, they were all wearing clothes donated by well-wishers when they were children, and there were almost no suitable sizes, and there were few staff in the orphanage, so they often had to change their own clothes.

Use a piece of charcoal to draw two vests on a white lambskin, and then pick up Sangzhen's stone knife and cut it vigorously. This is a laborious job, the stone knife is too blunt, and the technique of separating the sheepskin according to the arc is too high, in order not to spoil the sheepskin, Mo Yi'er can only come little by little.

"What are you doing here?" Chu Ji had already returned, and seeing that Mo Yi'er was fighting with the stone knife and sheepskin, he couldn't help but ask. However, the facial features that have been washed cleanly and are so handsome that they are not like words are still expressionless, and if they have to say yes, they are also a little bit arrogant, which makes people look uncomfortable.

Mo Yi'er glanced at Chu Wei and did not answer.

Sang Zhen interjected with a smile: "Chief, Mo Yi'er said to make a vest and wear it on the chest!" As he spoke, he pointed to his trembling chest, which was as big as two melons!

Chu Wei didn't have the consciousness that he couldn't look at other people's chests, nodded, and his eyes fell on Mo Yi'er's chest that only covered a few leaves, and asked, "How many springs have you lived?" Why are your boobs so small, it really makes me wonder if you are a girl after all! โ€

Mo Yi'er felt that the person she hated the most in her life must be the leader in front of her, it was too much! "What's wrong with my small breasts? I'm small-breasted, I'm proud, I'm provincial-of-the-countryโ€”well, hides! โ€

The corners of Chu Wei's lips were slightly hooked, as if he was smiling: "Province? The women of our tribe will not cover their breasts, you are wasting, but, what is the country? โ€

Mo Yi'er was unhappy, but she didn't dare to go too far against this leader, not to mention that this was someone else's territory, even if this Chu Wei leader was tall, if she angered him, she wouldn't be killed by a punch? However, Mo Yi'er didn't forget to chatter to the gods: "The country is where the gods live!" โ€

Chu Jiong's brows furrowed when he heard this, and he took the stone knife in Mo Yi'er's hand: "Is it cut according to this thing?" โ€

"Yes, cut it down this line!" What a stupid guy, I don't know what to call the line. For the sake of him helping him to cut the skins of animals, he told him how old his own girl was: "I am twenty years old, what about you?" โ€

"Twenty?" Chu Wei didn't quite understand.

"It's been twenty springs as you say!"

"Twenty is a lot!" Chu Wei continued to ask, and Mo Yi'er remembered that this group of primitives couldn't count. So he took twenty stones from outside the cave and showed them.