through primitive society

Chapter 593 Spring (5)
Sprinkle dozens of catties of wheat on the ground, and wait until next year... Her wish will be fulfilled. It's hard work, but everything has returned to zero.

The dummies made of animal skins had already been planted in several directions of the wheat fields. Asuka saw these dummies circle the sky a few times before flying away.They are bugs that eat wheat fields, and are not interested in wheat seedlings that grow like grass.

In the evening, all the hunting men came back, and each of them caught one or two flying birds. Wu Xiyue looked at nearly a hundred flying birds... Sensen was shocked.

Wow!Could it be that they wiped out all the birds in the isolated island, right?

So many birds need to be cleaned and cooked is a big project.Fortunately, the women roasted the river snails and crabs they picked up early and put them in the bamboo tubes. After the men plucked the birds and washed them, they immediately put them on the fire with sticks and roasted them.

This night, the fires in the grass were very large and numerous, and the fragrance wafted far, far away.

Abenla found Yingzi at this time, her eyes were red from crying just now.

"I know what you're going to say, Huo Jia doesn't want to leave, right?" Wu Xiyue raised her hand, and didn't let Abile speak by herself, she stood up and said to him, "Let's go, I'll go with you to persuade him, but in the end As far as I know about Hoja, I'm afraid I won't be able to persuade him."

Pupils shrank suddenly, Abenla lowered his head to cover the sadness in his eyes, choked up and said: "I won't leave, I won't leave no matter what. He is afraid that he won't walk anymore, and he won't be able to take us to the other side of the Mo River. It's better to stay." Huo Jia was worried that he would drag the clansmen down, and Abenla knew it very well.

This is an old man who understands righteousness. Wu Xiyue walked ahead in a hurry.

Seeing the wizard coming, Hoja directly said in a deep voice: "Wizard Yue, I can't go with you, don't persuade me anymore. The current Hoja is no longer the one who can make the people of the tribe live a better life, wizard Yue, you know that an incompetent leader is useless if he is alive, so just let me stay."

"No, I'm not here to persuade you to leave." After Wu Xiyue finished speaking, ignoring Abenla's horrified gaze, she squatted beside Hoja and smiled: "I can understand your persistence, but what I hope is that we leave Finally, please live well by yourself, it means that one day we will pick you up again. My wheat field just needs someone to guard it, can you guard it for me? This is something I entrust to you, because there are gods in the wheat field Sowing hope for our tribal people, reaping food that will keep us from starving in the future.”

"Hoja, I have given you the food that the gods gave me, can you promise me to take good care of it until I come back?" The soft voice has an unshakable confidence and a convincing deterrent, " Hoja, can you do it?" The voice was raised sharply, making Hoja, who was lying on the animal skin waiting to die, startled.

The gods have food for wizards?Food that will keep the clansmen from starving in the future?

Abenla's eyes moved, as if he understood why Wizard Moon would say that.

Huojia was also moved in his heart, and a light in the darkness flashed in his gray eyes. He moved his lips for a while and said, "I can't walk, I'm afraid I can't take care of the food that the gods gave us."

"The gods gave us hands and feet. You can no longer walk with your legs, but you still have your hands. As long as you can move, you can walk." Wu Xiyue said slowly, arousing Hoja's will to survive bit by bit, For this proud old man, not being able to walk hit him too hard, and he needs to have a goal that can keep him alive.

The green isolated island was far behind. Wu Xiyue stood in front of the bamboo raft, watching the figure of the old man with a cane in both hands getting smaller and smaller in his eyes. His figure seemed to be different from that mountain, that tree, that The green and green world melts into one.

All the clansmen left, only Hoja, a proud old man, was left on the isolated island.She built a wooden house for Hoja, six walking sticks, one of the three bows and arrows, and all the slingshots for him. She also left enough food for about five days, and put water in several large bamboo pots for him. In the wooden house, there is no way to accompany him through how to live with crutches, everything can only be adapted to the lonely days by himself.

Maybe, this period of time will be very long, maybe it will be very short.

I hope he can live well until she settles down with the tribe and then comes to harvest the wheat. At that time, she can take him back to the tribe and no longer live separately from the tribe.

The wooden house was built directly next to the wheat field, because she thought that maybe the river would flood the isolated island before. When the wheat field was reclaimed, she chose a very high slope, and she did not find any big water on the surrounding trees. The traces of water plants and other traces left on the branches afterwards, as long as the big river does not flood, the wooden house where Hoja lives is still quite safe.

"Hoja is a great leader. His descendants need to always remember that such a persistent leader once led their ancestors to live in the jungle." Embracing her much thinner shoulders, the eyes that fell on the isolated island were full of admiration.

A leader who wishes to die for the benefit of the tribe is worth learning.

Wu Xiyue lowered her eyes and said softly, "I hope we can meet again. I hope that next time we come here, he will be alive and able to stand up and walk well." The low-pitched sobs of the Misuo tribe were heard beside her ears. , It's not that it will grow up, it's that it bites its arms in its mouth and dare not cry loudly.

They were worried that Hoja would not be worried about their departure. Living alone was hard enough, and they didn't want him to worry about the young clansmen anymore.

The bamboo raft was going in the river, the river was very calm, and the dark green water was just below the eyelids with ripples one after another.When the bamboo raft reached the center of the river, Wu Xiyue fixed her eyes on the bottom of the river. She was worried that the piranhas that had appeared before would suddenly do something strange.

If Nima gnawed on the bamboo below...the eggs would hurt, and the bamboo raft would turn into bamboo shavings and foam into their stomachs in a few minutes.

Ti also squatted down and looked at the water, seeing the woman staring intently at the water without moving her eyeballs, she couldn't help asking, "Yue, is there anything in the river that you are afraid of?" His optimism would not show such a serious expression now.

(End of this chapter)