The scaly boy shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I heard grandpa said that he hasn't made a sound since I rescued him. I suspect he is mute."

"Maybe that's true, but you don't know, he's quite nimble with his hands and feet. Although he can't speak, he can still help the tribe. It's better than being abandoned outside, right?"

"That's right. What kind of disaster did their tribe have to suffer that made him the only one left? Dad said that when grandpa rescued him, he was covered in blood and almost dead, but within a few days he was alive and well.

, Abba said this is called giftedness."

"Oh, it's quite pitiful, but fortunately we met our Hanyu tribe, otherwise which other tribe would take in such a person of unknown origin?"

While everyone was chatting, the last ray of sunset also set, leaving only a trace of light on the horizon.

Seeing the sunset, the young people working in the fields picked up their hoes and walked towards the village.

"The stone is gone! It's time to go back and take medicine." The little girl with crotch braids kicked over the little fat man's stone house, grabbed the young man's sleeve and pulled it back.

The young man stood up somewhat sluggishly, and was dragged by the little girl to chase the group.

"Follow closely!" As if she disliked the young man's slow walking, the little girl turned around to greet him and waved her hand to indicate that she should follow.

The young man nodded, indicating that he understood.

Soon, a series of stone houses appeared in front of everyone. The teenagers said goodbye and went back to their homes. Only the dull young man followed the little girl to the edge of the village.

There stood a lonely stone house. The stone house seemed larger than other houses in the village. It also had an independent small courtyard. The courtyard was full of jars and herbs, and there were also some weird poultry and livestock.

There are only three people living in this courtyard.

There is a strong old man who is a bit old, this little girl with braids, and then there is this dull young man.

Few people know the name of the strong old man. He is the grandfather of this tribe. He is in charge of all the herbal prescriptions in the tribe and is responsible for taking care of everyone's health and treating the injured.

The name of the little girl with braid is A Bao, and she is an orphan. Her parents died when the tribe went hunting for animals a few years ago, so her grandpa adopted her.

However, the little girl is lively and well-behaved by nature, and she quickly adapted to this kind of life, although she occasionally feels lonely.

But since the old man picked up the young man, Po no longer feels lonely.

"Back?"

When the two returned home, the old man was sorting out his earthen jars in the yard. He raised his head casually and asked, then lowered his head and continued working.

Ah Bao said obediently: "Grandpa! What shall we eat tonight? I'll cook."

"There is some leftover broth from yesterday in the pot. You can heat it up and cook some rice. We will be full tonight. We have important things to do tomorrow."

Grandpa said slowly.

Abao nodded and dragged the young man towards the kitchen: "Shitou, help me quickly!"

Soon there was a puff of smoke in the kitchen.

The little girl's serious voice kept ringing in the kitchen.

"Stone, add firewood! Add firewood!"

"Stone, please add some water."

"Stone, bring that bowl."

"Shitou, this is for chickens. Go feed the chickens first, otherwise I won't feed you."

"Remember, this is for chickens, cluck, cluck, chicken, remember?"

Listening to the busy commanding voice of the little girl, the old man in the courtyard couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. After this young man arrived, this originally deserted home suddenly became lively.

At dinner time, the family of three huddled in front of the small stone table, eating the leftover broth from yesterday, but it didn't feel shabby at all.

During the whole dinner, Abao was the one talking. The young man just lowered his head to eat. After finishing the meal, he put away the dishes and sat there waiting for the two of them.

The old man kept listening and gave the young man a piece of meat from time to time.

After dinner, the old man brought a stone jar from the yard and handed it to the young man.

"Drank it all in one breath."

As he spoke, the old man made a gesture of drinking water. The young man nodded, took the stone jar and drank up the medicine in one breath.

This is the medicine the old man made for him to heal his wounds.

After drinking the medicine, the old man put away the stone jar, glared at the little girl who seemed to be very curious about the medicine soup, and then said to the two of them: "Tomorrow will be a beast tide. No matter what happens outside, don't go out.

, Do you understand?”

Abao nodded obediently, and the old man turned to the young man: "Do you understand?"

However, the young man shook his head with some confusion on his face, indicating that he did not understand.

The old man thought for a while and said to the little girl: "Ah Bao, bring me the parchment rolls and black charcoal."

When A Bao heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Grandpa! I will paint this time! I will do it!"

The old man rubbed her head and nodded.

Soon, A Bao brought out a small piece of black charcoal and a small parchment scroll. After thinking about it, the old man asked A Bao to draw on the parchment scroll.

"Monster... oooh - big monster -" Po pointed at the "monster" he drew and said to the young man. The young man scratched his head and said "woof" to Po.

Abao suddenly opened his mouth wide and looked at the young man in surprise, then turned to look at the old man: "Grandpa, he is a dog monster!"

The old man laughed loudly: "This is a monster you drew? This is obviously our rhubarb, so it's normal that he doesn't recognize it."

Abao immediately looked at the young man with a flat mouth and dissatisfied, and at the same time muttered: "Monsters, what I drew are monsters, why is it rhubarb!"

"I'll do it." Then the old man sketched a tiger on the parchment with a few strokes.

I drew a house, with two little people standing in the house, one big and one small.

"Tomorrow..." The old man drew another circle on the parchment. Abao grabbed the black charcoal and added a few radiating black lines, pointing at the sun and making gestures to the young man.

"Tomorrow! When the sun rises, there will be monsters - Aow!! The terrible monsters will come to eat people! We both have to stay in the stone house, otherwise, Aow will eat us!"

Looking at the pictures and the little girl's gestures, the young man finally nodded, with a trace of annoyance and worry on his face.

He looked at the old man and opened his mouth, but he never said a word.

But the old man understood what he meant: "Don't worry, I'm an old man and it's not my turn to go into battle. You should go to bed early."

After saying that, he took the bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the house.

Abao quickly patted the young man's arm, and the young man caught up with the old man, grabbed the dishes and chopsticks and went to the courtyard to wash them.

After it was completely dark outside, Abao lit a dim oil lamp, made the bed, poured the boiled foot-washing water into the stone basin, and directed the young man to bring the stone basin into the house, and the two of them washed their feet.

After pouring water, I went to bed.

The young man slept opposite her, and the two of them slept on the bed, and the room quickly became quiet.
Chapter completed!