Chapter 7: The Primitive People Who Couldn't Count

  Fan Ge called over Sang Zhen, the woman who had been watching Mo Yi'er earlier. He told Sang Zhen to take Mo Yi'er to select animal hides, while he himself stayed by Chu Yu's side.

  Chu Yu had a simple exchange with each of the clan members and then let everyone go about their duties, telling them not to continue surrounding him.

  Chu Yan himself took the flag and went far away, came to the waterfall edge to wash off the dust, while washing asked: "Are you sure that child is from heaven?"

  Kid? If Mo Yi'er heard it, she would definitely go crazy. Your damn kid is already 20 years old!

  "Yes, Brother Chu, Mo Ye saw it fall from the sky with his own eyes, right over there in that thicket!" When they were alone together, Fan Ge called Chu "Brother". They were children of the same mother but different fathers.

  Chu looked at the dense forest that Fan Ge was pointing at, where trees were lush and game was abundant. He knew and believed that his tribesmen wouldn't lie, but he still held a wait-and-see attitude towards Mo Yi'er. "Alright, I believe you and Xiao Ji, however, I heard from the leader of the Hai Mu tribe that recently some big tribes have been restless, they are very suspicious, I'm afraid this person is sent by a big tribe."

  "Brother, I guarantee it won't work. This girl doesn't seem to be from around here, she has strange animal skin on her body that none of the other tribes have ever seen before, and she can't do anything, she's not like us at all!"

  "Are you sure she's a girl?" Chu Yan put on a reserved attitude, compared to the simple and honest people of the tribe, he would think more things and not easily believe others. Indeed, in the tribe, such a thoughtful leader was needed, otherwise they would be taken advantage of without even knowing it!

  Hearing Chu's question, Bo Ge couldn't help but chuckle: "I only confirmed it today too. She's so short, her hair is so short, and her chest is still so small! It took me several days to be sure... yeah, after all these days, I finally dared to confirm it today!"

  Banga picked up five stones on the ground, representing five days. However, they still couldn't count and could only express it this way.

  "It's okay that she's a girl, even if she can't do anything. Later on, she can give birth to children for the men!" There are very few women in the tribe, among more than 20 people, only 7 of them are women. Chu Huai still doesn't believe that Mo Yier is a divine being, he just confirms that she won't bring disaster to the tribe.

  "Brother Ah, who is the woman you brought?" Bang Ge asked, referring to the dark-skinned woman who had just been standing next to Chu Yan. He had never seen her before and she wasn't from their tribe.

  "She is the daughter of the old chief of the Hai Mu tribe!" Chu Yan replied with a full sense of helplessness in his eyes.

  "Oh? But why did she come to our tribe?"

  "She has set her sights on me, wants to have my child and then return to the Haim tribe."

  After hearing Chu Yan's words, Fan Wu was filled with anger: "Too outrageous! If you have a crush on Brother Ah, just join our Kankan tribe, and now you even want to take Brother Ah's child away? You're simply dreaming!"

  Chu didn't say anything else, but the attitude in his eyes was exactly the same as that of Fan Ke, not allowing that woman to take his child back to the Haimu tribe.

  At this moment, Mo Yuer has been taken by Sang Zhen to a storage cave, which is full of animal hides. Due to the different types of fur being stacked together, a very complex and unpleasant smell was formed.

  But Mo Yi'er was still very excited, all the fur coats were real, not synthetic. If she took them to the 21st century, how much would they be worth? She couldn't even calculate it!

  "Mo Yu'er, you can choose any fur you like!" Sang Zhen said with a smile. Since she knew that Mo Yu'er was from the sky, she had always been very respectful to her, and apart from keeping an eye on her, she was completely good to her.

  "Thank you!" Mo Yi'er said, selecting from the many furs. These furs had only undergone simple processing, so the skin part was a bit dry and hard, not comfortable to touch. The weather was still very hot now, Mo Yi'er chose two relatively thin small sheepskins, looking at their size, they should have been slaughtered when they were still lambs.

  Sang Zhen was surprised at Mo Yi'er's selection of fur, but didn't say anything. Afterwards, she and Mo Yi'er returned to the cave, taking out bone needles and animal tendons to help Mo Yi'er sew a fur skirt.

  Bone needles were already a delicate daily necessity for primitive people, but compared to modern iron and steel needles, they are clumsy. Mo Yu'er also picked one up, she planned to sew a small vest for herself, so that she could expose her two little peaches like these primitive people, which was absolutely not allowed.

  Sewing a simple vest is a piece of cake for Mo Yier, after all, she grew up in an orphanage since childhood. Her sister Mo Jinnan has a boyish personality, so sometimes her younger sister even needs to take care of her elder sister, sewing buttons and altering clothes for her.

  The orphanage was very poor, and when they were young, they all wore donated clothes from kind-hearted people, which were almost never the right size. The staff at the orphanage were also scarce, so they often had to alter their own clothes.

  With a piece of charcoal, she drew the pattern of two vests on the white sheepskin, then picked up Sang Zhen's stone knife and cut it with force. This was a laborious task, the stone knife was too dull, and the technical requirement to cut the sheepskin according to the arc degree was too high, in order not to waste the sheepskin, Mo Yi Er could only do it bit by bit.

  "What are you doing?" Chu Yan had already returned, looking at Mo Yi'er struggling with Shi Dao and Yang Pi, couldn't help but ask. However, his clean and handsome face still had no expression, if anything, it was a bit arrogant, making people feel uncomfortable.

  Mo Yi'er glanced at Chu Yan with a white eye, but didn't respond.

  Sang Zhen chuckled and interrupted: "Leader, Mo Yi'er said she wants to make a vest, worn on the chest!" As she spoke, she pointed to her own trembling chest, which was as big as two large melons!

  Chu Yan didn't have the self-awareness to not look at Mo Yier's chest, nodded, and his gaze fell on Mo Yier's chest, which was only covered by a few leaves. He asked: "How many springs have you lived? Why is your chest so small, it really makes me wonder if you're actually a girl!"

  Mo Yu'er thought that the person she hated the most in this life was definitely the leader in front of her, it's too much! "What's wrong with my small chest? I'm proud of my small chest, I save fabric for the country - huh, beast skin!"

  Chu's lips curled up slightly, as if smiling: "Modest? The women of our tribe don't cover their chests, you're being wasteful. But what is a country?"

  Mo Yu'er felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't dare to be too confrontational with this leader either. Not to mention that this was someone else's territory, even if it were the great Chu Huo leader himself, if she were to provoke him, wouldn't she be punched to death? However, Mo Yu'er still couldn't help but mutter under her breath: "The country is where the gods reside!"

  Chu Yan heard this and furrowed his brow, taking the stone knife from Mo Yuer's hand: "Is it cut according to this thing?"

  "Yes, cut along this line!" What a fool, doesn't even know what to call a line. Since he helped me skin the beast, I'll tell him how old I am: "I'm 20 years old, and you?"

  "Twenty years old?" Chu Yan didn't quite understand.

  "It's been more than twenty springs, just as you said!"

  "What's twenty?" Chu Yan continued to ask. Mo Yi'er suddenly remembered that these primitive people couldn't count. So, she found twenty stones from outside the cave and showed them to him.