When he got up, the little wolf was lying there, as if he was a little more energetic.

The little girl was no longer in the cave, and I looked at the little wolf, and the little wolf looked at me. I slowly approached him, and he didn't seem to be happy. It is estimated that primitive animals are naturally wary of people. I looked at the pottery bowl, and it was supposed that the little girl had changed the water for the wolf very early.

"Ah Yin, Ah Yin, I'm back" A childish cry came from outside.

"Look at what I brought, it's duck eggs, Uncle Blame said that there must be one tomorrow, and sure enough, there really is." He said to the wolf.

With a new favorite, there is no uncle like me, right? Sure enough, children still love animals.

The little girl also learned to open duck eggs and give them to the little wolf.

"That's it?" I didn't bother to say it to the wolf

The little wolf also tilted his head. Just now he was still wary of me. It's because of what, how can it not be against Tong. Maybe it's fate.

"Ah Yin, if the people in the family don't want you, then it's here. There's a grandfather, there's a weird uncle, and there's me," the little girl said in a delicate voice. Stroking the wolf's head.

I approached the past, but Ah Yin still put on a dislike look.

"Forget it, I don't bother with wolves." I said to the little wolf. The wolf still can't move.

I went over to clean the wound again, and I still applied the wound with grass mud to prevent it from continuing to crack. "Go out to harvest the fish, you have to catch the big stupid duck today, Tong, hurry up and go with Auntie, I haven't caught it for a day, you don't want a duckling, then come on."

"Okay", Tong left a little unhappily.

I'm going out too, and I'm going to keep running to where the termite nest is, and I'm going to move the mud and I'm back here. Begin my labor.

I put the honeycomb pot made of the clay kiln net, and continue to add soil to the net to make a real clay kiln, layer by layer of net, to make the firewood and the burning house separated. Then I went on to make earthen pots, using clay to make the shape of jars, and continued to make three. Four

I also made some blocks programmed with wooden strips, made some flake clay tiles, and put them in the earthen kiln to burn.

The fire was lit, and the dead wood was constantly added, and suddenly it burned very strongly.

Then it was almost a little past noon, "Uncle Blame, we're back, look at it, look at it, there is a big fish today, Auntie also caught a duck, come and see, she is carrying a kettle on her back, jumping over." ”

"Okay, I'm coming," I followed.

I touched it, and it was a boy.

"You can raise ducklings in the future, the new stupid duck. It's a boy." I said happily.

Tong didn't know what to do. Then three geese, one goose, were neatly placed in the cage.

Began to teach everyone how to polish and touch the sharp axe, it seems that the small family of the tribe wants to settle down. We started to pack up the pottery in the kiln, and the three clay pots had been made, and we boiled the water, and then I continued to make a few long, round vessels out of mud, and continued to burn.

I buried my head in the earth kiln, and I went back and forth to move ant soil all day long, and the people behind me came back one after another, I told them. The soil of termites is more firmly sticky, which is more suitable for making ceramics.

When everyone hunts, pay attention to where there is an ant nest and make a clay pot. The honey nest that I have been thinking about is about to be harvested. I feel that every day is a primitive division of labor, which is better, and life here has begun to become materially rich.

Perhaps history has slowly changed from hunting like this to settling down, because with the conditions for settling down, it will turn to a farming society.