wild trail

Chapter 132 Gather less and leave more
After the crowd dispersed, Wang Lang walked over and helped Fan Xing with her big belly to sit on the wooden pier.

Since the establishment of the second place of residence, the two basically stayed together less and stayed away more. Wang Lang felt that he could be compared with Dayu in ancient times who never entered the house three times.

Wang Lang held Fan Xing's hand and said, "After the baby is born, come with me there!"

Fanxing nodded and said, "I've always wanted to go there, but you haven't allowed me to go. Last time, Lin Huo came back and said that there are many new clansmen joining there, so it must be very lively there! "

Wang Lang said with a smile: "It's more lively over there than here. When my child is born, if it's a boy, I'll teach him horseback riding and archery so that he can become the bravest warrior. In the future, I will pass on the position of my patriarch to him."

"What if it's a girl?" Fan Xing asked.

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment, then murmured, "Girl?"

Fanxing nodded and looked at Wang Lang intently.

Wang Lang was silent for a while. He knew that if there were no accidents, he would definitely establish a country in the future. The throne could not be passed on to a woman. A fine lad of the tribe."

Fan Xing's mood was a little depressed, he could see that Wang Lang still valued boys more, she was a little worried, if she gave birth to a girl, she wondered if Wang Lang would be angry.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lang looked at Fan Xing who was frowning and smelled.

Fanxing shook her head and said, "It's nothing, Lang, tell me about the things over there."

Wang Lang smiled and said, "Okay, let me tell you something interesting over there."

The two sat on the wooden pier and talked for a long time. Sometimes when Wang Lang talked about some interesting things, Fan Xing would laugh out loud. Everyone was envious of such a warm scene. The single young man looked at the leader's happiness She also began to fantasize that one day she would also find a partner who could share her joys, sorrows and joys with her.

The stubborn slave locked in the cage looked coldly at Wang Lang's direction, the murderous intent in his eyes frightened Chi Chi beside him into a cold sweat.

"Liquid Cloud, you'd better give up your thoughts, you will only kill us." Chi warned with a solemn expression.

Apart from his lack of freedom, he is actually living a pretty good life here. As long as he listens to these people, not only will his life not be in danger, but he can also fill his stomach. He never thought that slaves could live such a life. The standard of living of the previous tribes was even better.

The pottery here is much more exquisite than that of his own tribe, and those spears are shining purple-red in the sun. He has seen the power of this weapon, which makes him even less afraid to have any strange thoughts. He even doubts that even if It was the people of the tribe who knew that these people were caught, and he had no confidence in whether he could beat them when he got here.

The young man named Flowing Cloud looked at the wings without cutting, and said with a cold snort, "You are like a cowardly mouse on the prairie, you only find a hole to hide your head in, a cowardly mouse like you How can a small person be worthy of the title of warrior, the gods will definitely bring disasters to you and let you die in great pain."

Hearing his companion's vicious curses on him, Chi Qi's face was livid, he gritted his teeth to hold back his anger, and said to the young man: "You are a warrior of the tribe and the elder's child, I am just a rabbit without courage, you Don't forget, we are all slaves now, if I didn't please them and pray for food to feed their stomachs, you would have gone to be with the gods like a flying eagle."

The young man snorted coldly, turned his head away, with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was planning.

Chi shook his head, looked at this young companion with some pity, and sighed helplessly, he didn't know how long this young man who didn't know what to fear could live.

Looking at the happy faces outside the cage, Chi was a little envious, but he knew that the cheerful atmosphere in this tribe did not belong to him, he was just a humble slave, even if he returned to the tribe, he was still a dispensable little person , live only slightly better than slaves.

The husband and wife who reunited after a long time chatted for a while, and Black Horn came over and said, "Lang, it's time to eat."

Wang Lang touched his growling stomach, smiled and said, "Okay, let's go eat!"

Helping Fan Xing to the side of the bonfire, the clansman cut a large piece of fat meat for Wang Lang, and brought a bowl of corn porridge.

Looking at the pair of eyes staring at him, Wang Lang was a little strange, and asked the black corner beside him in a low voice: "What's the matter with them, why don't they eat and watch me?"

Heijiao smiled and said: "They are waiting for you to speak. This is a habit they have developed before. The leader did not eat, and others dare not eat. Jianya has told them many times and he can't change it. Jianya and us eat first, then they eat."

Wang Lang was silent for a while. He guessed that the tribal hierarchy in the west must be very strict, which made these people deeply engrave this hierarchical concept in their bones. Since they don't want to change, Wang Lang will not force anything. Looking at the people in front of him Said: "Let's eat, everyone!"

After Wang Lang finished speaking, these people began to eat the food distributed to them with big mouthfuls. Everyone ate very deliciously. After she was full, she touched her round belly and lay comfortably on the ground.

Fanxing has no appetite, and feels nauseous when she sees greasy things. Wang Lang doesn't know if this is a normal reaction of pregnancy, but it is definitely not enough to be hungry, so he had to let her drink some porridge to replenish her strength.

After eating, Wang Lang asked a few women to support Fan Xing to go back to rest, and walked up the tribe's fence with Hei Jiao and the others.

Now on the rammed earth wall, looking at the corn fields that have been sown outside, Wang Lang nodded in satisfaction and said, "I didn't expect Jian Ya to do a good job, so I'm relieved to entrust this place to him. "

The black horn on the side curled his lips and said: "That simple-minded guy, what else can he do except his strength. If Wu Yun didn't help him, I don't know what kind of chaos here is."

Hearing Hei Jiao's words, Wang Lang knew that he was wrong. Compared with Jian Ya, Wu Yun was much smarter. If we use the analogy of civil and military officials, Jian Ya is the general who goes to battle to kill the enemy, while Wu Yun is the civil official in charge of people's livelihood.

Combining one piece of literature and one military force can make this place well-organized. Wang Lang thinks that the tribe still has some talents, and Wu Yun's ability should be cultivated. He thinks that when the official system is established in the future, he will be the No. 1 choice for the prime minister.

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