"Huh?" Mo Yi'er's head was full of question marks, and she didn't understand the old man's meaning too much.

"You'll find out later." The old man didn't say it so clearly, although primitive people didn't have any discipline, but the little pom-pom respected Mo Yi'er very much. He is like this, as his grandfather, the old man did not disrespect the old man, and he picked out everything with his granddaughter-in-law.

"Oh!" When the old man said this, Mo Yi'er didn't think too much about it, and her attention shifted to the issue of her aunt's towel and the slingshot that failed last night. She finished the vegetable soup and hurriedly picked up a new unused hide. The hides are clean, washed and dried. It's already clean after sun sterilization, do you want to use it as an aunt's towel? But the plush ones are very uncomfortable!

As soon as she thought of this, Mo Yi'er only felt that there was a spring under her body, and it seemed that she couldn't take care of it anymore, and the animal skin was made up as an aunt's towel, which was better than Sang Zhen and them directly letting it stay from her legs. Alas, in primitive societies, the great aunt was always a tangled matter.

It depends on whether it is possible to find silkworms and weave some silkworm scarves.

She picked up her broken slingshot and wandered around the nearby trees. There were many kinds of trees, and she couldn't name any of them, and the trees here were so large that they all looked thick and strong, so she had to break off a branch of each of them, and then tried them one by one, and finally chose a fruiting branch to use as the material for the slingshot.

This kind of branch is very explainable and resilient, and Mo Yi'er saw under the tree that the branches that had fallen for a long time were still difficult to break, and they must be able to be used for a long time. This kind of tree is not difficult to find, it is found on the edge of the small waterhole in the inner part of the camp, she has seen it, and she has eaten the fruit of its tree, it is very sweet, and the taste is similar to that of dates in the past. Mo Yi'er named this tree jujube tree at this time, and the fruit on it was jujube.

With the experience of making a slingshot last night, Mo Yi'er quickly made a new slingshot, and after repeatedly confirming that the spider silk was tied strongly, she planned to try it.

The old man was napping not far away, looking extremely leisurely, Mo Yi'er snickered, hid behind a big tree, and found a cherry-sized stone to shoot out at the old man's feet.

However, Mo Yi'er only played with things like slingshots when she was a child, and now she is very inaccurate when she uses her head, and the stone did not hit the old man's feet obediently, but shot directly into his forehead.

Mo Yi'er secretly screamed badly, and quickly retracted her body and hid the slingshot in her animal skin clothes.

The old man's sleep was interrupted, and his head was hit, and he couldn't help but 'ouch' and jumped up from the ground. "Who, who hit me?"

He looked around, but there was no one, and he fell to the ground again with a grunt, ready to go back to sleep.

Mo Yi'er patted her chest, it was so dangerous that she was almost discovered. She playfully stuck out her tongue, and then stroked the slingshot she had just made, well, it worked well, and it was perfectly fine to shoot birds and other gadgets. It's just that she needs to practice her accuracy well, otherwise it will be too difficult to hit the prey.

In the grass not far away, Cai Ling'er was still shaving food, Mo Yi'er ran over and patted its back, and then sat down. "Cailing'er, let's go and fight birds!" In other words, your Cailing is also a bird!

Cai Ling'er is an obedient and stupid peacock, flapping her wings and flying, according to the direction Mo Yi'er pointed to, slowly.

There are many small animals in the woods, almost all of them are herbivores, and occasionally a few omnivores, so there are not a few animals that can be killed or stunned by slingshots. Mo Yi'er asked Cai Ling'er to stop on a tree, and she sat on the branch of the tree unhurriedly, aiming at a blood pigeon (the body is similar to a pigeon, and the feathers are red, so Mo Yi'er calls it a blood pigeon.) ), pull the slingshot, shoot ......

Well, the head was not accurate, and it hit the leaves next to the blood pigeon, and the blood pigeon flapped its wings and fled the scene quickly, and Mo Yier smashed the tree in annoyance.

Cai Ling'er didn't understand what her master was tossing, so she just stood quietly on the tree and waited.

After a while, another blood pigeon flew over, and there were all blood pigeon nests nearby, so many blood pigeons were here.

Mo Yier is not discouraged and prepares again! This time, it was almost a little bit, and he was escaped by the blood pigeon. Several times, the blood pigeons also found that it was not safe to fall into the tree. Mo Yi'er had no choice but to shift her position and lurk in a tree not far away.

There is a big blood pigeon nest on this tree, built with a book station and leaves, Mo Yi'er thinks it is very beautiful, she simply let Cai Ling'er take herself close to the blood pigeon's nest, there is a blood pigeon looking at the pigeon eggs, Mo Yi'er's approach makes the blood pigeon panic.

Mo Yi'er was a little unbearable, oops, it was protecting its own children! But this kind of intolerance is only two seconds, haha, joke, do you expect a person who likes to eat birds' eggs to love the eggs? That's a dream!

Because the distance is very close, and the mother of the blood pigeon doesn't want to leave her eggs, so Mo Yier pulled out the slingshot under the gaze of the blood pigeon, and the moment the stone was shot, the blood pigeon tried to abandon the eggs and escape by itself, but it was too late, the stone hit its head, it should have knocked it out, planted the tree directly, and fell to the ground.

Mo Yi'er couldn't help but cheer, took the eggs out of the bird's nest, and then went down the tree to pick up the blood pigeon and returned victoriously.

Back in the territory, she couldn't help but show off loudly: "Grandpa, look, what I caught." At this time, the blood pigeon has woken up, but its legs are tied up by Mo Yi'er, and it is impossible to escape.

The old man opened his eyes and glanced at Mo Yi'er, and then his eyes lit up: "You caught the blood bird?" "Everything that can fly here can be collectively called birds, so the old man called it the blood pigeon.

"It's not a blood bird, grandpa, I'll call it a blood pigeon, let's use it to stew a soup later!"

"Okay, I'm going to like to eat blood birds." The old man was glad that his fur had been bald for many years, and he hadn't caught a winged prey for many years! "Huh? How did you catch it? ”

"Haha, want to know?" Mo Yi'er couldn't help but sell Guanzi.

"Say it quickly." The old man was not patient, so he stared directly at Mo Yi'er and threatened Mo Yi'er to speak quickly.

Mo Yi'er rolled her eyes very unvividly, shook the slingshot in front of the old man, and then took out the pigeon eggs again.

"What is this?" The old man took the slingshot and looked at it carefully. "You made it of spider silk?"

"yes, this one can knock down flying birds, not bad!"

"It's good, teach grandpa how to use it." The old man was interested, so that even if he couldn't fly, he could shoot birds.

"Oh, I really can't help you, come, that's it!" Mo Yi'er taught the old man how to use a slingshot like a child.