However, for people in the tribe, with the addition of three foods, their lives can be improved a lot.
The volunteers came by plane, and the next appointment with the volunteers is next spring.
The villagers on the island have never left the tribe, and they never go too far fishing.
Therefore, for them, no one knows how to leave except those who come by plane.
In the case of a fishing boat, if you go far away, it will be easily overturned by the waves and will die.
This is their root, and they don't have the thought of going elsewhere.
After getting a general understanding, both Bai Qinghao and Fang Xinxin felt a sense of powerlessness.
It is impossible to wait until next spring. The volunteers didn't say when the spring will come. What if it doesn't come?
Standing in the corridor, I saw the flat boats parked under dozens of wooden houses in the shallow water area, too small.
It really can't resist the surging of the waves, it can only be said to be better than a raft.
Hera walked to Bai Qinghao's side and looked sideways at his resolute face, "Stay, I will treat you well."
Fang Xinxin frowned, she was so smart, how could she not understand what Hera meant?
This woman is attracted to Bai Qinghao!
Bai Qinghao shook his head, "I will leave here."
"No." Hera gave a negative answer.
This man, she wants it!
Fang Xinxin asked her a question, "This wooden house is yours?"
She nodded, with a touch of triumph in her eyes, "How's my house? It's the biggest house where women live."
"There is only one room inside." Fang Xinxin pointed at Bai Qinghao, "Where do I live with him?"
"He sleeps with me." Hera patted her chest.
Fang Xinxin's face turned dark, she knew, "What about me?"
Hera raised her finger to the house built among dozens of wooden houses, "Where do you live."
This time Bai Qinghao asked, "Whose house is that?"
People who originally watched the excitement on the beach returned home one after another. Depending on the situation, every wooden house on the water had an owner, and there were no empty houses.
"Imo's." Hera didn't suspect it.
Bai Qinghao's expression was dark and stern, and his whole body seemed to be exuding a cold air caused by anger.
Hera always felt that he was more powerful than Chief Yimo, and at first glance he was a superior king. Although he was a little afraid of him, he was more obsessed.
In their tribe, white and strong are beautiful.
She is the whitest woman in the entire tribe, although her skin is still dense. Compared with other women in the tribe, her skin color is much lighter.
As for this new woman, although she is both beautiful and white, she is not strong enough.
More importantly, if this woman was taken by the chief, she would not be her rival.
Fang Xinxin understood. As soon as she and Bai Qinghao arrived here, they were equally divided by Yimo and Hera.
It seems that these two people are still very powerful here.
Bai Qinghao couldn't help but raised Fang Xinxin's hand and walked to the stairs on the side of the wooden house.
"Don't go..." Hera hurriedly followed behind.
Bai Qinghao turned around, and Bing Rui glanced at her warningly. The murderous sight successfully stopped her.
She watched unwillingly as the two of them got out of the wooden house, crossed the shallow water, and walked to the beach.
Fang Xinxin asked Bai Qinghao in Chinese, "Husband, are we leaving now?"
He leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, "Stay nearby and steal a boat."