Four days later, on the north bank of Caohe River.

Chen Jian wiped sweat from his face and put his hands on his shoulders, where a blood mark was strangled by the rope.

The strong tribe members were with him, pulling the birch bark boat with ropes. The injured child and some older tribe members were on the boat, learning to use poles and wooden pulp.

Because there were only three boats, and when they returned, they went upstream, Chen Jian chose to be a boatman on the Cao River.

I had been delaying for two days near the first-line days and cooked a lot of salt. The meat of the big boar was marinated with salt and smoked with pine branches.

By the way, I walked around the river valley plain and found a few primitive beans and some kind of wheat distant relatives - wheat is a hybrid, and a mutant hybrid, similar to a fertile mule, and is definitely not a purebred horse. What exactly is this plant found? It will take you to find out after it is fruitful.

This adventure was a great harvest, especially the dozen little piglets, who have gradually become familiar with human existence in the past few days.

More than a dozen piglets were placed on the boat, and there was a living sow. The arched mouth was tied with a rope, and the four legs were tied with a rope.

If you don’t tie it up, pigs will be born to swim, which is much better than people. After people come out of amniotic fluid, they forget their ability to swim. Nowadays, people will be overwhelmed by the water and will be overwhelmed by the water, which is far inferior to pigs.

These things were thrown onto the boat, and even the countercurrent was not too heavy.

But when you travel far, there is no light burden. The sun is burning, and the sweat beads are like beans. It is soaked in your eyes, and it hurts to kill.

"Jian, it's almost here, Tao He is ahead."

Wolf skin pointed to a hill in the distance, which was the place where the tribe members used to hunt. Chen Jian rubbed his eyes, and the grass around him looked a little distorted because of the hot air.

"Stay for a while and get home before dark."

He asked everyone to pull the boat to the shore and fix it. Several aunts immediately dug a hole to boil water, and added some salt to the water as Chen Jian's instructions.

Song came over and said, "Jian, why do you have to drink hot water? Why do you need to add salt?"

Chen Jian was very happy with other people asking why, so he put his arm to his loose mouth and said, "Listen."

Song licked it strangely and said, "Salty."

Then I suddenly realized and looked at the salt water in the jar and seemed to understand something.

He used to hunt with his tribe members when it was hot, and people often fainted in the sun. The sun was also very hot these two days, but no one fainted. He felt that this must be related to drinking salt water.

So this question was remembered in his mind. Along the way, he had already remembered a lot of things. Chen Jian gave him his cloth bag, which contained a lot of grass leaves, and told him one by one what these grass are used for.

The pine looked at the various grass leaves, chewed them one by one, and recorded the smell. The tribe members sat around, chatting and laughing under the shade of the trees, but the wolf skin seemed not afraid of heat at all. They took a stone axe to cut off a few trees as thick as arms and pruned the branches there.

"I want to make a bow that can shoot into the grass river when I sit in the cave."

He pointed to the straight tree trunk and said his bold words, which attracted everyone's laughter.

He found that the wider the wood, the further the arrow shot, and the greater the force he used.

And if you use your thumb to hook the string, the arrow will shoot accurately on the side of the string-ticking hand, but it will shoot missed when you put it on the side of the archer. If you use your index finger to hook the string, the arrow will be reversed, and a groove needs to be carved on the tail of the arrow.

Amid the laughter of everyone, he shouted: "Don't laugh, one day my name will be remembered by my descendants, please wait."

Regardless of everyone's kind laughter, he dragged a few pieces of wood and threw it onto the boat, and decided to make a few more after going back.

Chen Jian looked at the wolf skin with a smile, drank two sips of salt water, took the tribe members to get up, and continued on the way home.

Some people want to go home, but naturally some people at home think of people leaving home.

Yuqianer sat by the river, holding a little wolf cub in his hand, waiting for his brother to come back.

My grandmother said that my brother would come back when the moon was full, so Yuqier always slept very late these days.

Use the one, two, three that my brother taught him to draw on the stone wall, and draw the shape of the moon every night behind the one, two, three.

The moon on the first day looked like the boat my brother was riding when he was walking, and yesterday's moon seemed to bite more than half of the fruit.

What’s hateful is that the gap in the fruit will not be smoothed. She was wondering if the moon was allowed to be eaten by some wild beasts? What kind of wild beasts can fly to the sky and eat the moon?

She had a lot of new things to tell her brother, such as the pottery bowl made by Acorn cousin is getting rounder, for example, one of the little wolf cubs died without eating, for example, she pinched some lambs and deer with mud for her younger brothers and sisters to play with...

"Yes, there are the birds I caught yesterday. They don't eat bugs or fish."

He grabbed his pigtails, pouted his mouth and thought about the problem, subconsciously bit the tip of his braid with his mouth, and touched the little wolf cub with one hand.

Although my brother is not here, my brother's shadow is everywhere in the lives of my tribe.

When she saw the aunts fishing, she thought of her brother; when she saw her mother boiling the fish into white soup, she thought of her brother; when she saw her grandmother give maple syrup to a younger brother who counted to ten, she thought of her brother again.

The tribe members often wondered when their brother would come back. Every night, she even measured the gap in the moon with her hands, hoping that the wild beast would spit out the moon tomorrow.

He laid his elbows on his knees and sighed quietly. The little wolf cub was in her arms, biting her finger gently, and was hit by her, squeaking.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, I had to get up and prepare to catch insects.

Several figures flashed out of the bushes in the distance. Yuqianer rubbed his eyes and saw clearly the person walking in front. He ran forward shouting.

As more people appeared, Yuqianer didn't know each other, so she was inevitably a little scared. But in the end she threw herself into her brother's arms and said in a vague way what she wanted to say, one after another.

Chen Jian smiled and stroked the yuqianer's hair, asking her to go back and tell her family that she was back.

Yu Qianer looked at the more than thirty people she didn't know and ran away with confusion.

"Brother is back!"

The crisp shouts echoed in the mountains like a yellow oriole. The old grandmother came out with the tribesmen who were weaving cloth. The acorn stopped and the rotating pottery wheel in his hands passed by. The tribesmen who dug ferns and wild vegetables in the mountains surrounded them.

The natural emotions connected by blood are always left unchanged. This is the first time that the tribesmen have separated. Now that they hear the news of their return, a little bit of their worries finally dissipated.

All the people of the tribe gathered by the river. Song looked at this scene and felt inexplicably moved. He touched the remains of his mother hanging on his neck and sighed.

"Grandma, this is Song, and this will be our tribe member from now on."

Chen Jian asked Song to his side, and his family looked at these outsiders curiously.

Song put down his mother's bone pendant, walked to the old grandmother, and whispered: "Grandmother."

"Hey! Good boy, we will be a family in the future. Orchid, Orchid! Take people back to cook, are there any maple syrup? Take some for the children to eat! Go!"

The tribe members immediately became busy. The men moved out the jars on the boat, and the women each held a piglet, or expressed their feelings in the most primitive habits - handed them to the new tribe members some small pottery pendants or toys hanging around them.

The women teased the new kid and chattered about this and that.

Song felt very relaxed. Looking at the hair combed by the tribesmen, he felt that he should be the same as them, but he just didn't know why their hair was not so greasy.

Back in the cave, the bonfire had risen, and several newly-fired pottery pots were half buried in the fire. They were roasted or cooked, filled with different aromas.

Chen Jian showed the jar of salt to the tribesmen. The tribesmen loved this kind of snowflake-like thing very much. They dipped a little with their fingers and put it in their mouths, whining happily.

Yuqianer took her brother to see the moon she drew, but her grandmother opened her hand, ran away with laughter, and hugged several birds in front of Chen Jian...

Wolf Skin was telling his experiences along the way, while Song Ze told about his past experiences. The tribesmen were shocked that there were even tribes that forced others to send their prey? This seemed unimaginable to them.

The new women quickly got together with their tribe members, and the stove is always the easiest place for women to communicate with.

So the supper was very rich, and as soon as the soup with salt came out, the tribesmen praised it.

The roasted lamb was torn apart and sprinkled with a little salt noodles, which made it endless aftertaste.

The tastes that are now all the most important, and they are immediately completely different.

Chen Jian looked at the smiling faces of his tribesmen and stood up and said, "I think we are going to migrate to the lower reaches of the river."

No one objected this time. Since the rules have been broken once, it would be okay to break them again.

The salt brought back by Chen Jian, the pig brought back, and the honey brought back... all of these are the reasons for the trust of the tribe.

"Grandma, how much food is there?"

"Dried fish and tubers are enough to eat for six or seven days."

"Okay, everyone will cut down trees, peel off bark, and cut rosin tomorrow."

"Are we all going to take a boat?" asked several people who had been eager to try it out excitedly.

"Yes, we all have to take a boat."

The cheers rang among the tribe members. Someone took out a piece of willow strip and whimpered, with a harsh and unsound sound, but there was a burst of cheers.

Adults learn the movements of grouse courting and dance wild and primitive dances by the bonfire, expressing their yearning for a new life.

Yuqianer looked at the cave where she had been living since she was born, and somehow she was reluctant to let go. Although she knew that her brother would definitely make the tribe's people live better, she also had the moon she drew on the wall. Even the stone that had tripped over her, she was not so annoying at this time.

“What will life be like in the future?”

She thought ignorantly, but couldn't figure it out.

It took her a long time to put aside these strange thoughts, and came to Chen Jian with her two birds.

"Brother, this is what I caught by the river, but they don't eat bugs or fish."

A few light yellow, furry birds were held in the palm of their hands by elm seeds.

Chen Jian looked at the orange-red flippers, flat mouth, and small meat balls raised on his forehead. He smiled and told his sister that this kind of bird does not eat fish, but only eats grass.

“Is it delicious?”

“It’s delicious.”

Chen Jian recalled the smell of the smoked goose in his previous life and nodded with certainty. Yuqianer hurriedly grabbed some of the wild vegetables picked by his aunt. As expected, the bird opened its mouth and swallowed the wild vegetables into its stomach.

The goose is the head of the three birds and the only vegan among the three birds. Although it swims happily in the water, it has given birth to a pair of webbed children that makes the cat jealous.

In the future, there will inevitably be lotus roots in the lotus pond and a few white geese floating on it, which will be better than those ducks that eat fish, and will also have a bit more scenery.
Chapter completed!