I am a Primitive Man

　　 Han Cheng was about to cry.

　　 It's not that chicken **** are not tasty, nor that the old primitive man stopped feeding him, but that his mouth has only a small slit and there is no way to open and close it.

　　 It is clear that the long-awaited food is on the edge of his mouth, and the enticing fragrance pierces his nose, but he just can't eat it.

　　 He tried desperately to control his mouth, but he couldn't move anything except the tongue inside his mouth that could move a little.

　　 The old primitive man was puzzled, and he looked up and down at this weird person who was wrapped in something. He didn't know why he could not eat or drink when everyone was eating.

　　 Isn’t he hungry?

　　 He pondered this way, and put the chicken breast in his hand to Han Cheng's mouth.

　　 Then I waited quietly.

　　 However, apart from the fact that the strange person in front of him can turn his eyes, his mouth is still motionless, and he has no intention of eating at all.

　　 The old primitive man waited for a while, his eyes filled with perplexity and he looked up and down again at Han Cheng, who behaved strangely.

　　 "My chicken!"

　　 In Han Cheng’s bloodless cry, the old primitive man took the fragrant chicken breast from Han Cheng’s mouth.

　　 Then in Han Cheng's eyes that he could eat meat, he took the plump meat and walked out, tore them into small strips, and distributed them to the joyful little primitive people in the cave.

Big Brother 　　 from a place in the cave, he used animal skins to take out a pack of fruits, big and small, and distributed them to everyone one by one.

　　 Seeing the old primitive people like the "Master" around him eating a red and yellow fruit the size of an egg with relish, Han Cheng's heart scorched anxiously, and there was fluid in his mouth, his eyes staring blankly.

　　 However, this is of no use. Everyone in the cave eats their own food. No one pays attention to his trunk, which can only move his eyes.

　　 After the dessert was used, the hole was blocked by a heavy stone, leaving a few not too big holes for ventilation and preventing large beasts from entering.

　　 Then everyone went to sleep.

　　The sleeping place is very simple, that is, directly on the ground in the cave.

　　 Those who are more particular will put some hay and animal skins under their bodies, and those who are not particular will sleep directly on the ground.

　　 There is a primitive man who is a little older to take over the job of the old primitive man outside, squatting by the fire to take care of the flames.

　　Compared with the previous cooking, the flame at this time is much smaller, but it can remain inextinguishable.

　　 It seems that they are also very smart, knowing to save fuel.

　　 Of course, not everyone will sleep honestly. Not long after they started to rest, some energetic people began to tremble in the dim light.

　　 It didn't take long for the original song to sound in the quiet cave.

　　 This is very similar to that of later women...

　　 It's late at night, and everyone in the cave has fallen asleep, including those who had been exercising in the night.

　　 Of course, these people do not include Han Cheng, who is standing like a sculpture and burning in his stomach, and primitive people who sit by the fire and take care of the flames.

　　 There was the cry of a little primitive man, and then some adults woke up dazedly from their sleep, whispering something, but the crying of the child kept on.

　　 After a while, an adult primitive man was holding the crying child, stood up in a daze, and walked to the entrance of the cave.

　　 After moving around the entrance of the cave for a while, there appeared a gap that was a little more than one meter high and half a meter wide.

　　The big primitive man went out holding the little primitive man, and one or two people who woke up from their sleep also followed.

　　 It didn't take long before he returned to the cave, came to the original place and went to sleep.

　　 Based on experience, Han Cheng can understand what these people are doing.

　　 I didn’t expect that these primitive people are quite concerned about hygiene, even at night, they have to go out to solve personal hygiene...

　　 The dizzy Han Cheng was awakened by the noise in the cave. He opened his eyes and felt that his whole person was light and light. He knew that this was caused by not eating for a long time.

　　 The dizziness was dizziness, but the fire-like suffering in his abdomen disappeared, and he did not feel hungry or thirsty.

　　 The stone slabs used to block the door at the entrance of the cave have been removed, and light penetrated in from the outside, and the cave illuminated by it was much brighter.

　　 Han Cheng discovered that the place where light came in was not only the entrance of the cave, but there were also several bright places above the cave.

　　 I just don’t know if it was formed naturally, or if these primitive people specially chiseled out for light and breathable.

Everyone in the cave should have already used the meal. Under the dispatch of the big brother wearing a **** tiger skin skirt, the people in the tribe have each taken their tools, and after a brief period of noise, everyone left together.

　　 As soon as they left, the cave immediately became much quieter and empty.

There are only twenty-three minor primitives left, one female primitive with a big belly, and three elderly primitive primitives—one is deep in the cave, the master next to Han Cheng, and two are Take turns to replace those responsible for looking after the fire.

　　 The one who took care of the night fire last night has gone to sleep.

　　 Of course, there is another man who is a primitive man with inconvenient legs and feet, and another is Han Cheng who is like a sculpture.

　　 Han Cheng has no love, he no longer wants to starve to death.

　　 He just stood faintly like this, looking at everything in the hole, his mind was running slowly.

　　 The old primitive man beside him stood up, took a piece of meat that he didn't know, put it to Han Cheng's mouth again, and the smell of meat pierced his nose.

　　 He obviously doesn't feel hungry anymore, but his stomach is grunting constantly.

　　 As for Han Cheng's non-eating, the old primitive man is still full of doubts and thinking.

　　 But this time he obviously didn't have the patience last night. After a while, after touching Han Cheng's stomach, he took the food away in Han Cheng's secret wry smile.

　　 But it didn’t divide the meat into a group of little primitive people like last night, UU reading www. uukanshu.com instead walked to the outer cave and squatted down on a rock.

　　 There is a pit in the stone. He tore the meat in his hand into small pieces with his hands and put it in the pit. Put another stone on this stone and start smashing the cooked meat.

　　The action is a bit like pounding garlic.

　　Han Cheng is a bit unclear. Therefore, from the information he has received from yesterday to the present, food is a very precious thing in the tribe. How could this old primitive man dare to spoil it like this?

In his doubts, the old primitive man smashed for a while, then returned to the place where Han Cheng was staying. He found something made of a skull that looked like a bowl and a plate, and walked to the stone. , Grabbed the mashed and glued meat inside.

Then I walked to a stone basin that was not too big and contained some water. I scooped out some water from it, stretched out my fingers, and stirred the minced meat and water in the'bone bowl' into a piece, holding it. Came in front of Han Cheng.

　　 put the ‘bone bowl’ on Han Cheng’s mouth which was only slit.

　　 Han Cheng couldn't help crying when he saw this scene, God, I can finally eat something!

　　 Fortunately, the old primitive man was smart, otherwise he would be starved to death, and then air-dried into a specimen-like existence, becoming the most aggrieved traverser in history.

　　The special meat soup moistened Han Cheng's chapped lips and flowed into his thirsty mouth. He tried his best to control the tongue that could only move a little bit, swallowing the life-saving meat soup like rain.

　　 The old primitive man saw that this method worked, and a smile came out on his face.

　　 Seeing that the water in the ‘bone bowl’ was drunk by the weird in front of him, and about half of the minced meat remained in the bowl, he went to the stone basin and scooped up some water. After stirring, he then fed it to Han Cheng.