iently, or don't blame us for being unkind!"Jo Bao'er heard him mention the name Jun Zhi Mu, her eyes reddened, and she retorted, "No! This is my child, I won't get rid of it!""We Jun Shao said, you a...Samba actually invited the female wild man home.
Jo Bao'er couldn't understand the native language of the wild people, so she didn't know what they were talking about. But when this family of three helped Samba carry their prey, she was dumbfounded.
Jiao Ba'er was very clear about Samba's obsession with food. Usually, once other predators tried to snatch his food, Samba would become very ferocious and fight them. Once, when Jiao Ba'er ran away and met other wild people who wanted to take her away, Samba didn't say a word and rushed over to beat the other person up.
“They actually gave them all these prey.” Qiao Baobao’s mind couldn't catch up for a moment.
It's not that Samba is stingy with his own people, it's just that sharing food, in Jobe's view, goes far beyond her expectations. Among wild men, there's a lot of trading back and forth.
But this wild man's family of three did not exchange anything with Samba. Samba, however, gave them a wild boar weighing over 300 pounds, and three or five pheasants and rabbits.
What's the situation
Qiao Bao'er was inexplicably in a bad mood, "… just meeting a stranger and bringing him home."
Actually, she was once a stranger herself.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky.
They were walking towards a rocky slope.
Qiaobaoer had her hands empty today. She had harvested over thirty pheasant and rabbits, as well as one wild boar. All of this was carried by Samba and his companions. The three members of the tribe looked at so much prey with shining eyes, not even remotely feeling the burden like Qiaobaoer did. Even the young child of the tribe was very excited and wanted two rabbits. Samba generously gave them to him.
“I have a share in these prey as well.”
Qiao Baobao was the shortest and thinnest among them, walking the slowest and having the least presence. Seeing Samba distribute prey so generously to others, she suddenly felt a bit petty and inexplicably found it strange to entertain an entire family of three.
However, Samba is a kind-hearted person, and he probably would help this family of three just like he helped her before.
Lost in thought, Qiao Baier's feet were aching as she followed Samba and the others back to the rocky slope.
"What are you doing!"
As soon as they returned to familiar surroundings, Qiao Bao'er screamed in terror. Samba pulled her toward the cave dwelling.
In the past, they would barbecue on the hillside after eating. They wouldn't lock her up in the cave until sunset. But today, as soon as Samba came back, he dragged her into the third small cave. Before she could resist, he moved the heavy wooden block to seal the entrance.
Qiao Bao'er angrily pushed the wood at the entrance of the cave with all her might, panting heavily. She didn't budge it at all and cursed, "Shameless!"
"What do you mean You brought them back and now you won't let me eat Those prey were caught because I taught you how to hunt... Let me out! The sun hasn't even set yet, let me go!"
A group of wild people preparing to cook meat over a fire on a slope heard arguing coming from the direction of the cave. Although they didn't understand the words, both the female wild person and the young wild child turned their heads with interest.
Samba, with a full beard and dark eyes, stared intently at the flint in his hand. He sat on the hillside, building a pile of dry twigs to start a fire. He had a pot of water simmering over the flames and was preparing to clean and roast his freshly hunted game.
Sambo knew Qiao Baor was having a loud fight in the cave, but he seemed to hear nothing. He continued grilling meat as usual.
Samba used two small black stones to collide with each other many times, jumping out sparks, suddenly igniting a flame and thick smoke on the easily flammable yellowish dry grass.
The other, equally burly man-beast beside him recoiled in alarm, as if he had seen something unbelievable. His instincts of caution and fear towards the unknown drove him back several steps, his fierce eyes fixated on the two flint stones in Samba's hands.
The wild woman saw it too, and she muttered a string of questions to Samba. Samba was quite polite to the wild woman, answering most of her questions.
Then Samba brought back a pheasant and some rabbits, already scalded with hot water. He squatted down beside them, skillfully removing their fur. This terrified the family of three barbarians who screamed in fright.
Not to mention, when Samba gutted the prey with his Swiss army knife, the wild family of three reacted in fear, anger, and a constant roar.
Qiao Baoer was locked in the cave and could even hear those wild men outside roaring and shouting hoarsely.
"...What are they doing"
"They wouldn't be in a fight, would they All three of them ganging up on Samba"
Qiao Bao'er was locked up. She couldn't push open the wooden door of the cave dwelling, so she dejectedly sat on the muddy ground, her ears perked up, listening to the sounds outside, feeling downcast.
"Serves you right!"
Qiao Baoer was a little angry. If Samba was bullied by that family, she swore she wouldn't help him.
Jo Bao'er, who has always been insincere with her words, began to worry secretly.
Will this honest and simple wild man be bullied by other wild men
Once, Samba took her to the barbarian market. They encountered the barbarian female chieftain and a very arrogant male barbarian named Rainer. They clearly bullied Samba, and even the barbarian vendors selling matches at the market looked down on her.
Samba is a primitive savage whose brain hasn't evolved. Bringing that family of three back, what foolish thing is he planning to do The more Qiao Baor thought about it, the more worried she became.prison him in a remote warehouse, let him starve for days and nights...""You!" The stranger's eyes widened in shock, his voice laced with worry, "You can't..."Even Yi Sicheng felt a little embarrassed...