"You were born last winter and you didn't know anything. We didn't have enough food to eat, so your Ada saved his food and left it to you and your Emu. He starved to death, and you survived."

"There are several other things you, Ada, who leave their food to their children and starve to death."

"But many children's Ada'am had been starved to death one winter, even earlier in the winter, and some were eaten by beasts while hunting. These children did not have Ada'am to give them food, so they were starved to death."

"We had fifteen children last winter, but this year you only had seven. The other eight were all starving to death."

"You are too young to have never been hungry, and have never experienced the despair of dying in hunger. But we have experienced it, and have experienced it many, many times."

"We would rather die on the road to finding food than experience that helpless despair again. That's why everyone stuffed things into their leather jackets just to bring as much food as possible."

Sitting alone in his small room, the words Akach had just said kept echoing in his mind.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he did have the idea that primitive people were fools. He could eat or sleep or have sex in public without any brains.

Everyone knows that a piece of animal skin around their waists has covered their ugly faces, but for so many years I haven't thought about leather jackets any further. The low temperature of minus tens of degrees in winter will actually cause most of the stored food to be damaged.

All the situations really made him unable to view this group of primitive people from the perspective of normal people.

However, Akach's words really taught him a lesson. It turned out that these primitive people who were despised by him also had delicate thoughts and complex emotions.

It was from Akach's mouth that he realized that his life was exchanged for the life of another primitive man.

After all, it is an adult soul, so it is difficult to have a mother-son relationship with another person. What's more, the other person is a primitive person. He just feeds him food and takes care of his shit and urine every day, and there is basically no communication.

Because he grew up eating other people's milk, he still has a little unclear relationship with his mother in this life. He can say that he has no thoughts about his father in this life, and he is not even such a person in his memory.

He had never seen his father in this life, and he had no memory of him in his mind.

Sometimes he even thought dirtyly that since the primitive people were created by people, would there be a mistake? If this is the case, then it is hard to say who is whose child and whose father.

At this time, he regretted that he had such an idea.

Although the other party is a primitive person, although they are not as knowledgeable as themselves, not as smart as themselves, not as themselves... But they also have their own ideas, their own feelings, and what they regard as treasures.

I guess he is also the treasure in the heart of the man who gave up food and starved to death.

He did not ask Akach why he did not give food to his children first. Because he knew that in this primeval forest, children who had lost their protection from adults could not survive even if they had survived the severe winter.

If you want to blame, you can only blame nature for why it is so cruel.

"Xinqi, you are a smart kid. I believe you can definitely think of a way to bring more food back without stuffing things into your leather jackets."

He should have been very happy and proud when he heard this. Before, when others praised him, he even felt bored, thinking that primitive people are primitive people and they can't even praise them.

But when Akach said this again just now, he was not proud or happy at all, but only had a heavy feeling on his shoulders.

Because he felt that the Primitive Man said that his intelligence was not just praising him, but expressed their expectations for the future in this way.

One is not afraid of the cold, the other is not hungry, the other is no longer without parents, and the other is no longer a world where parents no longer lose their children.

"Yes, I have a way, I have a lot of ways." Xinqi murmured. It seemed to be talking to himself, or to the man who starved to death for him without even knowing his name: "I swear, I will let hunger disappear from the tribe, and I will let everyone live a happy and peaceful life."

When Xinqi appeared in front of everyone again, the primitive people handed him their roasted half-baked food.

Among them is Akach, who had just said those sensational words to him - he didn't realize how much spiritual shock his words had brought to Sinqi.

"What a group of stupid primitive people." Seeing this group of heartless primitive people and thinking about the fluctuations in his mind just now, Xin Qi cursed indignantly.

But when he said this, he felt no contempt in his heart, but instead felt a sense of intimacy.

"Can you eat the thing you roasted? You don't even eat it." Sinchi did not refuse as before, but took the unknown bird he was about to roast into charcoal from a man named Oma.

Teeth is a fierce predator who is very cruel and does not avoid food. When he is extremely hungry, he even eats carrion and even chews grass. Xinqi said that he doesn’t eat Teeth, which means that he doesn’t eat pigs in his previous life. He is all saying that the food tastes bad.

"Tooth? Do you believe it or not, I will peel it and roast it on the fire." Seeing that Sinchi took his food, Oma had a happy mouth.

"Oma, don't blow. The last time I saw someone who was scared to death, my legs were weak. If I hadn't pulled you, you would have escaped." A man named Chadu smiled beside him.

"You..." The embarrassing thing was revealed, and Oma's face turned red with shame. However, he did not make a quibble, but directly accepted the matter: "It was the first time I saw a thorn, and it suddenly jumped out of the bushes and was shocked. It didn't count."

At the same time, Xinqi saw the simple and cute side of the primitive man again. If it were modern people, they would have thought of a hundred excuses, but although Oma was very shy, he still admitted his embarrassing things generously.

"Oma is a brave man. I believe I will catch a thorn next time." Xinqi said encouraged. He originally wanted to pat someone on the shoulder, but found that he couldn't reach it, so he patted his knee instead.

"Don't worry, Xinqi, I will definitely catch a trick with my own hands." Oma was very excited and quickly patted his chest to promise.

"Well, we all believe in you." Xin Qi nodded.

Then he cleaned up the scorched area of ​​the bird in his hand and put it on the fire and roasted it. While baking it himself, he kept directing others.

"Dahua, yours is too close to the fire, and it's burnt outside before it's cooked inside."

"Kellego, you're too far away. When will it be cooked?"

"Batu, you idiot, tell you how many times you have to pluck your hair before baking it. Look at it, it smells bad, you want to smoke me to death."

The dinner was over, and everyone found their own place to go to bed.
Chapter completed!