Chapter 2307

However, from a distance, it is intuitive that the child is not black, even from a distance The figure is actually a little like calligraphy

The child, with a small face at the moment, looked very serious.

The first man, like a chieftain, stood in front of the child and bowed to greet him. Then he held his small hands with meat in his hands and gently kissed him. Then he turned around and served a plate of barbecue in person.

After the chief turned and left, the clansmen kneeling on the ground moved forward one by one in an extremely orderly manner. However, these people were different from the leading men. It seemed that they were not qualified to kiss the child's hand again, but they still bowed down to offer a plate of fruits and fruits or food.

The child has been sitting upright, not squinting, as if they are not very interested in the gifts presented by these people, and the whole body always brings a noble atmosphere.

Because she felt more and more that the child looked like calligraphy, ye Fei was eager to change her position and repeatedly adjusted for a while. Only then did she find an angle to clearly see the child's appearance.

The child's skin has been tanned into a healthy wheat color, and the hair seems to have been tied into a ball because it has not been trimmed for a long time. There are also decorations made of two bones on it. With the meat puffing face, it looks like a little boy under the ancient Taoist school.

The child's eyebrows are painted with something similar to oil paint and gold powder to outline the shape of a cluster of flames. On both sides of his cheek, he also draws some simple but mysterious patterns with such things as oil paint, which makes him look a little mysterious under the background of the fire light.

Looking down, he was very strong, slightly fat, small belly round.

A necklace made of animal teeth is worn around the neck, and a thin animal skin is used as a shelter for the waist and abdomen

Ye Fei's eyes are more and more moist, tears drop by drop.

It's Hanwen It must be in calligraphy

Ye Fei's two hands tightly clenched into fists. Because she was too excited, she fell down and sat on the ground. She looked at the little fat man sitting on the stage table, and the tears in her eyes kept rolling.

"Hanwen is still alive Still alive... " Ye Fei's mouth gently raised a smile, as if this scene is too unreal, or this scene has appeared in her mind countless times.

Even to this moment, she did not rush out, but like a fool, Leng Leng sitting in place, only a pair of eyes like long on his body, even not willing to blink.

If ye Feifei is closer at the moment, she will surely find the seemingly sacred little fat Dun on the stage table. After receiving the food offered by the aborigines, she always stealthily opens her eyelids to peep at it, and then mumbles constantly.

"No bananas..."

"No mango..."

"Oh, roast lamb leg is good."

Hanwen looked at the fruits and meat presented by these people without expression, and murmured to himself.

"Oh, chicken legs are good too!"

Finally saw his favorite meat, Hanwen was squeezed into two slit eyes, can not help but swallow mouth saliva, eyes repeatedly fell on the two plates of meat, reluctant to leave.

About ten minutes passed, until each of the aborigines offered food, and they lined up again and quieted down.