…… There was silence for about three minutes. The little pom-pom finally regained his consciousness, he looked at the old man in disbelief and asked, "Grandpa, what you said is true?" ”

"Nonsense, can grandpa still lie to you? You don't know what to do if you get preempted by that kid of Smora? ”

"How dare he? I bit off his neck. "When it comes to other people who dare to touch Mo Yi'er, the little pom-pom is extremely violent.

"Silly boy, Mo Yi'er is not an ordinary woman, unlike your grandmother, how can you be the only man? Alas! "If it was before, the old man must have had the same attitude as the little pom-pom, but now he has seen all kinds of things in the world, especially Mo Yi'er pulled back with silk this time, which is very different. The determination to build his own kingdom made Mo Yi'er reborn, and the old man came to do his grandson's ideological work first, because he didn't want his relationship with Mo Yi'er to deteriorate in the future. He knew very well that as a golden lion, he would only love one woman in his life, and if it was impossible to leave Mo Yi'er's side, he would have to learn to accept other men around her. Otherwise, what awaits the pompom is definitely a cup.

Maybe Mo Yi'er hasn't noticed the different emotions for Simola yet, but the old man can already see it.

"Why not? It's good that Mo Yier likes me. The little pom-pom was still stubborn, and he finally remembered that he had become crazy with jealousy because of Chu Ji before.

"She likes you, but she likes Simrah too."

"How is that possible? I'll ask her. The little pom-pom didn't believe it.

"Child, don't you listen to grandpa, when did grandpa say that he missed? You're going to lose out if you look like this. The old man grabbed the little pompom that wanted to find Mo Yi'er, before they worked hard to make a baby, he must do a good job in the ideological work of the little pom-pom, otherwise even if he had a child, there would be a problem.

"No, grandpa, I don't want to do this, I will be very angry when I see Mo Yi'er with another man, and I want to break that man's neck."

"Grandpa knows, but kid, have you thought about what happened after you broke your neck?" The old man's question made the little pom-pom quiet, he really didn't think about it, what happened after he scratched Yao Nu's finger last time was very troublesome, and it made Mo Yi'er's life change a lot, he didn't think about it deeply, and now that the old man mentioned it, he couldn't help but think about it.

When the old man saw his thoughtful look, he knew that he had listened to his words. "Child, Mo Yi'er allows other men to be close to her, which means that she just likes that man. Maybe she didn't even notice it herself, but once you hurt someone she likes, she will definitely get angry with you and will never forgive you, you know? ”

Never forgive? It seems that Mo Yi'er said something like this to him. Little Pom-pom now thinks about what it would be like if Mo Yi'er never forgave him. Ignore him? No longer allow him to come close as he does now? Not to mention giving birth to a little golden lion for him? He can't stand these things, he treats Mo Yi'er as everything, and his biggest wish is to always be by Mo Yi'er's side. Mo Yi'er ignoring him is the biggest punishment for him. Last time, he was like Chu Jiong, and he directly fainted Mo Yi'er angrily for a long time, if he did it again, he didn't dare to think about it.

If it weren't for Kasa saying that, Mo Yi'er wouldn't have woken up and left suddenly, it seems that he really can't break other people's necks lightly. But he was really unwilling...... The little pom-pom was in endless pain at this time, and he needed more time to think about it.

And in the middle of the night, Mo Yier lay in the shed and found it difficult to sleep. In addition to the problems that the old man gave Mo Yi'er, she would also recall the bits and pieces with Chu Jiong. Although she walked in style, her wounded heart did not heal easily. This time, she can't go back, which also means that she and Chu Ji may have no future. Two people who will never intersect, how can there be a future?

If she leaves this time, Chu Wei will definitely be very sad, right? The words he had said were still in her ears, and the most realistic sweet words made her eyes moist. She is just an ordinary girl in the 21st century, and it will be a little special when she crosses over here, but she is just a girl who longs for family affection and love, and she can't help but be happy when this qiē has come. But these left so quickly that she was caught off guard.

Gone, she will not go back, she wants to build her own kingdom and have her own relatives, but this qiē is difficult. She wouldn't give up, but she couldn't help but recall the process of creating zào with the Kannei tribe before. Finding food, building a firekang, digging traps, building huts and baths, boiling sugar, going to the Heim tribe and exchanging meetings are all experiences that she will never forget.

But luckily she had a little pom-pom, a silka, and a grandfather, otherwise she wouldn't know how she would have survived. She told herself that no matter how fragile she was for the last night, starting tomorrow, she would work hard for herself and those who supported her.

The next day, the little pom-pom didn't go hunting, Mo Yi'er was very worried about him, he was the earliest in the past. She came to the outside of the pompom shed and called, "What are you doing, little pom-pom?" ”

As soon as he spoke, he was pulled away by an old man who came out of another shed. "Mo Yi'er, the little pom-pom has something to think about, don't disturb him."

"What?" Mo Yi'er couldn't believe it, this guy also had something to think about? He's always been a tendon, obedient, and he shouldn't have anything to think about.

"Mo Yi'er, don't worry, with my grandfather watching him, he won't have a problem. Do whatever you want! ”

"Okay then." Since the old man said so, Mo Yi'er didn't say much, and asked Simola to go to the jungle to collect useful things, and hunted by the way.

On the way, Simala took out something from her bosom, and it was made of silkworm thread.

"What is this?" Mo Yi'er took it and asked Simola.

"It's the clothes you said, I knitted such a piece for a long time, how about you take a look?"

"Wow, you're done." Mo Yi'er was very excited to open the silkworm thread clothes, the clothes woven by this silkworm thread are thinner than the silkworm thread used before, so it is very light and thin, and the branches are also thin, so there are almost no holes, the shape is according to the shape of the pullover T-shirt that Mo Yier said, it is woven very well, and it looks beautiful. "Silka, you've really knitted it, you're so good."

Mo Yi'er hugged the silkworm clothes and shouted happily, she didn't expect that even if she came here, Simela hadn't stopped weaving clothes, he was really a genius, whether it was handicraft or hunting, he did it all the same.

"Hehe, if you like it. Next time, I'll weave an animal skin skirt for you. Simola was happy to see Mo Yi'er, and he was also happy in his heart, and finally had something he made himself for Mo Yi'er.