Chapter 697: Plan for yourself

He just said it himself,

Savages are savage people who have never been cultured. How can they listen to him? After saying a few times, she really feels that she is playing the violin to the cow. These savages don’t listen to him at all, so they should eat big Drink, celebrate, even go out to fight pigs, and the amount of food is quickly reduced.

Every day, Zhang Peng is scratching his hair, and he is about to shave his own hair, and he has no doubt about what Shi Jia said. Their food can last up to about a month. time.

"We may have to save the food."

Shi Jia called several people together, and of course, Tai Shan. Tai Shan now follows Shi Jia wherever he goes. Shi Jia looks at Tai Shan who was hit by his arrow, and of course counts his share, Tai Shan Unlike other savages, he is not so strong, so in the tribe, his status is not too high, but his movements are very flexible, hunting is also fast, and of course he likes to think, so he likes to follow Zhang the most Peng is in front of and behind him, so in the past few years, he has learned his brain a little bit smarter.

And now, Shi Jia has cut all his hair into a bald head, and has grown some hair. The facial features are pretty, not strange at all.

"Okay," Yao Xiaoyu agreed. She is up and down every day now. With this meal, she still has to think about where the next meal is. From time to time, she will think, maybe they will all be a month later. There is no food anymore, what should I do afterwards?

"I also saved some wild vegetables. No one ate them. They can be topped for a few days." She remembered that her wild vegetables were originally prepared to change flavors. As a result, they may now be life-saving food.

From this day, the meat they brought over was only half eaten by one person, and then half was saved. Yao Xiaoyu wrapped the meat with the leaves of the tree he saved and put it in the house to dry. This weather Down, you can keep it for a long time.

I don’t know if I don’t know. After a few days, a few of them have stored a lot of food, and when these foods are free, they take it out and hide it in a secret place.

In front of life and death, everyone is selfish, they can’t move others, they can only save their lives as much as possible, and how can the food they save from their mouths be finally given to others, they have not yet It came so great.

Those who came to the tribe later became fat one by one, eating all day long around a bonfire, jumping around, I don’t know what they are happy about, they will soon have no food to eat , I can really laugh.

Shi Jia then hid their saved food, but when she came back, she did not see Mount Tai, nor did she during the meal.

"How about Taishan?" she asked Zhang Peng.

Zhang Peng shook his head, "I don't know, he went hunting early in the morning, but he hasn't returned now,"

"What about the others?" Shi Jia walked in, covered with some snowflakes, yes, it was already snowing outside, and the snow was good for the food they kept. The longer the time.

"Other people?" Zhang Peng frowned. "It seems that they are all back. I'll ask them."

He walked out in a hurry, and when he came back, his obvious pace was much faster.

"They said Mount Tai was caught by a beast and shed a lot of blood."

"What about that person?" Shi Jia asked, also a little irritated, "What about people, bleeding, and people, isn't there a doctor here?"

Zhang Peng just stood there, but didn't speak.

"I see," Shi Jia turned around and was ready to go out to find Taishan. This is how these savages did. They didn't throw away their companions once or twice. As long as they were injured, they weren't lost by them. Yes, they have a selfish factor in their hearts, which may be in humans. And this selfishness, whether you are a savage or a modern man, is a camera.

When Shi Jia left from the tribe, the wind blew on her face, and she took a step forward, but suddenly she covered her belly.

The staff on the side came quickly and helped her.

"What's wrong, where is it uncomfortable?"

"It's okay," Yan Huan stood up. "My stomach is a little uncomfortable, maybe I ate something cold yesterday."

The staff carefully supported her inside the tent, and as soon as she came in, the temperature that had been insulated from the snow and snow had begun to rise. After the wind was blocked, it was not as cold as that.

She covered her stomach, almost all the pain hurt her heart.

The babysitter took a warm water bag and gave it to Yan Huan. Recently, the weather has been too cold, and this is unavoidable. "Your body is like this, which is the root cause of the failure to pay attention when you were young."

"Thank you auntie," Yan Huan took the warm water bag and put it on his stomach, but his heart couldn't help but followed a sour. It was the same when Lu Yi was there. He knew she had this problem, so At night, she doesn't sleep much. She has to change her warm water bag all the time, and after changing it, her stomach becomes more comfortable.

He is more clear than she remembers, so when you advance, everything is ready.

But now there is no more Lu Yi, and no one is worried about her. What she has raised by him has become waste, even a common bottle cap, now it feels unscrewable.

She held the warm water bag in her arms, her nose was sour, and she cried silently. She did not dare to cry loudly, fearing that she would not bear it, or that she would cry.

She knew that she had to learn to adapt to the days without Lu Yi, just like her before, she had to learn to persevere, live alive, and learn to live.

The nanny brought a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.

Yan Huan took her head down, and she held out her hands and wiped her tears away after the nanny left, and then drank the soup bit by bit.

After a short rest, she will continue to film.

Everyone is waiting for her, all the staff are ready, she can't delay others because of herself.

She finished the soup, and when she came out, it was the same as before. When someone asked her, she was the same sentence, it was okay, very good, but in fact, her belly was like a tugging Hurt.

Whether she is used to pain or neglected it is unimportant. The important thing, the kind of faint pain, is still tormenting her constantly.

Later, she only knew that no one in the world can get used to pain.