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    Chapter Eight: Is Mother a Born Politician?

    This night, Yun Chuan slept very well, and his mother slept next to her son. None of those guys who took food in exchange for a spring night with their mother succeeded.

    With enough food to eat, the mother became very proud.

    The next day, the mother set off early with Yun Chuan, this time, she brought a torch.

    First, a big fire was lit by the river, and then they went into the water to catch fish.

    This time, Yun Chuan was going to grill the fish himself, and for this, he had already obtained some salt from the patriarch.

    Scrape off the fish scales, take out the internal organs, put the fish on the branches and bake them by the fire.

    He baked it very carefully until each fish was fully cooked, and then sprinkled a little salt.

    When he wanted to call his mother, he realized that she was already squatting by the fire and looking at the grilled fish in his hand, drooling for half a foot.

    Taking a bite of grilled fish, Yun Chuan finally believed that real food can really make people cry.

    Not only he was crying, but his mother was also crying.

    This mouthful of fish reminded Yunchuan of the delicacies he had eaten before, but he didn't know why his mother was crying.

    Could it be that savages also have emotions?

    They caught a lot of fish, even more than yesterday, but there were still only their mother and son by the river, and no clansman came over.

    Logically speaking, this is not difficult to guess, if you want to catch fish, you have to go to the river, even if you can't think of this, as long as you follow your mother, you can come to the river to catch fish.

    Such a simple logical relationship, people in the whole tribe can't think of it?

    Both mother and son had enough to eat, lay down under the willow tree and slept one after another, watching the sun go down, the mother hung the fish skewers on her body, and led Yunchuan to the tribe.

    "Tomorrow we will bring our people over to catch fish together!"

    After the mother understood Yun Chuan's words, she seemed very panicked, covered Yun Chuan's mouth, and said a long word.

    Although Yun Chuan couldn't understand what his mother said, through her body language, Yun Chuan still understood his mother's thoughts.

    "It's all here, we won't be full!"

    Yun Chuan pointed to the gradually drying sand and said to his mother: "Those fish will die, and they won't last for a few days."

    After the mother understood Yun Chuan's words, she sat on the ground and cried loudly. She cried terribly, and she also understood that her food was about to be lost.

    Today, while she was catching fish, she also had to fight the birds that robbed her of food. Whenever a bird took a fish, she would be sad for a long time.  This emotion is constantly changing.

    A new day has begun.

    This time the Manchus stood by the river.

    Everyone is very happy.

    Seeing the tribesmen jumping into the water in a hurry to catch fish, the mother stopped going into the water, but proudly lit a fire with a torch again.

    I was still picking among the fish thrown ashore by the clansmen, and finally found the two most satisfying fish. Just like Yunchuan did yesterday, I removed the scales, gills, and internal organs of the fish.

    Seeing his mother roughly snatching the salt bag from the patriarch's waist, Yun Chuan didn't understand, but seeing the patriarch's obedience, he seemed to understand something.

    This huge fish pond was discovered by the mother, and the mother provided enough food for the group, so at this moment, she has the final say.

    It can be seen that the patriarch is still a little dissatisfied.

    However, when his mother grilled the delicious fish, sprinkled it with a little salt, and handed it to the strong man who came back with Yunchuan hanging on his waist, Yunchuan suddenly felt that his mother seemed to be a born politician.

    When the mother divided the fish, she was very orderly. Those who ate the delicious grilled fish at the first time were usually strong and strong, while the patriarch stood in the water in frustration and continued to catch the fish.

    It was very late when he ate the grilled fish, even later than some women.

    This grilled fish feast lasted a whole day, but people returned to the cave before the sun went down.

    This time, the patriarch naturally left the cave where he lived alone, and his mother took Yun Chuan to live in, and the salt bag was naturally hung on his mother's waist.

    The cave where the patriarch lived was not too big, and there was still a small amount of dried meat hanging in it, and a small pile of salt was piled on a stone slab.

    After putting in a lot of grilled and half-dried fish, it became abundant here.

    The smell in the cave is inexplicable. In short, Yunchuan would rather sleep in the wild than to sleep in the wild.If he did this, this man would definitely kill him first, just like once a new lion king appeared in the lion pride, the cub would definitely be killed.

    Sure enough, the mother no longer allowed Yun Chuan to run around, but watched him closely. She not only wanted to take good care of Yun Chuan, but also tried to please the man who helped her succeed in the coup.

    The whole clan went to the river to continue catching fish, and everyone worked hard, except Yun Chuan, his mother, and the man who already regarded himself as the patriarch.

    While grilling the fish, the mother stared at Yun Chuan who was catching lice in the man's hair.

    This man's hair has long been formed into a felt sheet. The lice on the head don't need to be caught, they just run around on the felt sheet. As for the underside of the felt sheet, there are layers of white gnats. Yun Chuan can still see small lice running around.  The appearance of drilling out from the worm.

    This guy is very comfortable lying under the willow tree, and snoring like thunder.

    Yun Chuan found a sharp wooden prong like a steel nail, and kept scratching the head of the person who brought him back to the ethnic group with this wooden prong.

    Make that man very comfortable
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