Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

These people were so ridiculous that Sa Shi didn't know what to do.

Killing them doesn't seem like a serious enough crime, but letting them go doesn't seem like a good idea either.

Finally, the tribe discussed it and consulted the people of the "Mountain Sheep" tribe, and arranged for them to go to the salt mountain to dig salt.

A locked wall was built at the bottom of the salt mountain, but it is not completely impossible to get in. There are people there to watch over it and prevent others from causing damage. They can also point the way to other people who come to exchange salt.

At that time, the salt mines dug by these people will be transported here in exchange for some food and supplies.

Hunters who originally dug and transported salt could also be assigned to other tasks.

"But what if these people are not honest? They dig the salt and run away, or poison the salt or something?" Ji Lang couldn't help but feel a little worried. This is the problem when there are more outsiders. The level of trust is too low, and sometimes it is more worrying when you hand things over.

"I have talked to Ah Heng and asked him to bring a few people over to look after the place for a while," Qing Jiu said.

Recently, Anan brought back two eagle cubs for Xiaoman. Unexpectedly, Ji Lang cared about the two little eagles more than Xiaoman, the future little master, and kept playing around with them every day.

These two little eagles are not even as big as ducks. They must have just hatched after the warm season came. The down on their bodies is receding and new down has grown out, making them look a little sloppy. When they were first caught, they were very irritable, running and bumping around in the cage and refusing to eat. Ji Lang was worried that they would not survive.

"How are those two eagle cubs?" Qing Jiu came up behind Ji Lang, buried his big head in the man's neck and bit it lightly.

Ji Lang smiled and hid, "It's itchy... It's good. Xiaoman played with them a few times. Now I feel like they treat the children as their mother."

Qing Jiu knew that his mother meant Ammu, so he started laughing too, with a rare nostalgic look on his face, "When Ying Jiu was a child, he was the same. When he met a beast cub outside, he would get stuck to them for no reason."

At first, they didn't know what taming animals or training eagles was. As long as these guys had no intention of hurting people, Ying Jiu treated them as companions.

He seldom talked about the past, and when he did mention it it was only a sentence or two. This time, while the two of them were preparing food for the dog and the eagle cub, they talked a lot about Qingjiu's childhood.

Listening to him talk about how he sneaked out to hunt as a child and was caught and beaten by his father and mother, Ji Lang found it funny just thinking about that scene.

He couldn't help but look outside. Xiaoman was sitting on the kitchen threshold, not knowing what he was doing. His little butt had become rounder, the sunlight was shining on his body, and the few tufts of hair on his head were also bordered with gold.

I eat a lot every day and can eat and drink, but I don’t know why I’m not growing. I’m obviously seven or eight years old, but I still look very small.

Ji Lang, a first-time father, couldn't help but worry. If it were in modern society, he could go to the hospital for a check-up, but here there was really no way.

Although he is not his biological child, he was raised little by little from a pitiful child to become the naughty boy he is today, and there is no difference between him and his biological child.

Every time I talk to Xiaoman, I feel so soft-hearted.

He used to comfort himself that his parents didn’t come back to see him because they were busy and didn’t have time. Even after going to college, he began to think that children are not everything to their parents and that they have the right to pursue their own ideals and happiness.

But after he became Xiaoman's father, and after getting along with her for a while, he suddenly let it go. Admitting that he was not favored by his parents seemed no longer something he dared not touch or think about.

Before he traveled through time, he occasionally saw videos that said raising children or pets when you grow up is actually raising your childhood self again. He didn't have this experience at the time and didn't have any feelings about it.

After actually experiencing it, seeing Xiaoman’s happy face every day, his slightly monotonous and gloomy childhood seemed to become colorful.

"What are you sitting for?" This little guy has been sitting on the doorstep for most of the day. Normally, he would have run in to ask for delicious food, but today he is a little unusual.

Ji Lang leaned over and asked.

"Father, I'm being an Eagle." Xiaoman smiled, revealing a mouthful of millet-sized teeth, and shook the mineral water bottle in his hand, which was filled with all kinds of insects.

At the first glance, Ji Lang's hair became numb.

Xiaoman also demonstrated to him by pouring one out of the bottle and feeding it to the little eagle squatting at his feet.

Fortunately he used his hands. Ji Lang was afraid that he would feed the baby with his mouth, so he might not be able to keep the child. Let’s give it to whoever wants to raise the child.

...The two young eagles can now eat more than ten pieces of meat in one meal. They have long passed the stage of eating insects. The key is, "Where did you catch so many insects?" Ji Lang was a little curious. This was a big project.

"I didn't catch them. Ah Qing and Xiao Pang gave them to me." Xiao Man fed two more worms to another little eagle, screwed the bottle cap on, and muttered, "It's almost done. I'll save the rest for later."

Aqing and Xiaopang have been following the adults to reclaim wasteland recently. It's time to plant the crops. There are a lot of rotten tree branches and grass twigs in the wasteland, and four or five insects can be seen underneath with a hoe.

They also liked the little eagle, so they caught one and brought it back to Xiaoman.

The children train together with Anan every day and have already developed a deep revolutionary friendship. Ji Lang is very pleased. As children, they should play and study with their friends, which will bring them different kinds of fun.

"By the way, you have to keep a close eye on these two little eagle cubs. Others might go out and tease our ducks." Ji Lang reminded Xiaoman hastily. He was afraid that this little guy was also the kind of person who mindlessly doted on his own "cubs".

Xiaoman shrank her head, and her voice was a few notes lower than usual, "I know." Although it was just three words, Ji Lang could hear a hint of guilt in her voice.

As expected, he said it was too late.

It's getting warmer these days, and the water trough that was previously used for the ducks to play in has become busy again. Several ducks have hatched several nests of ducklings, which are running around in the yard every day.

Last night, after dinner, Xiaoman took the two little eagles out to play. There was a nest of ducklings swimming in the sink, and when they saw the little eagles, they were scared and ran away.

One of them was even pecked by two eagle cubs.

Xiaoman, who was originally thinking about the eagle cub and the duck cub playing together, was dumbfounded.

It took some effort to drive the two little eagles back to the inner yard.

Fortunately, the two little eagles were not yet able to swallow a duck in one bite, otherwise the whole nest of ducklings would have suffered.

"You're quite bold to let the eagle and the duck play together." Ji Lang couldn't help but slap Xiaoman on the butt. This little bastard actually dared to pretend nothing happened after causing trouble. If he hadn't asked more questions, he wouldn't have known about this.