The man turned his head in the cool summer morning light, with a clear face and emerald eyes with a familiar familiarity.

"Who are you?" Roger repeated without expression, the corner of the man's mouth pursed instantly when he smiled, his eyes were helpless, and there seemed to be a deliberately suppressed sadness.

"I'm Ambu, Anson's...cousin." Ambu smiled, trying to make himself look more relaxed, Roger really doesn't remember him, no, maybe it should be said that Roger never knew him, The cloth Roger knew was just a leopard, who could accompany him to hunt, act coquettishly with him, keep him warm, and listen to what he had to say, but he would not be a person. At that time, he always thought that the days were still long, and that he could always make Roger accept the fact that he was both a leopard and a man. After more than two years, all this was empty. After going around in a circle, Roger turned out to be a man. The female xing of his own brothers.

"Anbu? When did you come back? Anson and the others went hunting." Roger nodded politely and aloofly. He felt that this man was suddenly sad and happy. It was a little strange. , An Sen and An Luo would take time out to find someone, to find the brother who suddenly ran away from home for more than two years. The people of the tribe live a simple life, and Roger is not worried that the person in front of him will deceive him.

"I just came back last night, and I went to the old priest to say hello. After breakfast, I have to go to the patriarch to say hello." Anbu hugged Xi Ya and got up, and placed him on the stone table that was already covered with sunlight.

Xia shook the water droplets on her fur and fell asleep on her paws. This uncle is really more powerful than Ah Mo. He didn't like bathing before, so Ah Mo couldn't catch him. This uncle was as powerful as his grandfathers, and he swooped on him with one claws.

"Xiya is disobedient, I bothered you just now." There are always puddles of various sizes on the rough plains in the rainy season. Xiya's hobby is to flutter twice a day and come back with muddy water. Roger is He likes to be clean, but he doesn't want to kill the child's playfulness, so catching Xiya who doesn't want to take a bath into the water every day has become a big headache for him, but Xia is still very solid, threatening Intimidation and coaxing don't work.

"It turns out that his name is Xi Ya. From last night until now, the little guy has been very tight-lipped." Ambu flicked Xi Ya's forehead with his fingers, deliberately not letting him fall asleep.

"By the way, haven't you eaten yet? I'm going to make breakfast." He ate it at Suri's house last night. There was still some raw ròu in the cellar, and it was cooked in a pot. He could still do it.

After Roger finished saying this, Ambu, who was standing opposite him, couldn't control it for a while, showing a strange smile, but then he returned to normal and said, "I have nothing to do when I wake up, I have already made breakfast and feed the baby. I have some ròu soup, there is still food in the pot, I will go to the kitchen and bring it out, shall we eat it in the main room?"

The food of each family is very rough, but I have to say that everyone in the tribe is better at cooking than Roger, not to mention that Anbu has been living outside for two years, and his cooking skills are better than those of ordinary females. Xing is even better. Ambu cooked noodle soup today, and put some finely chopped wild vegetables in it, and steamed thick ròu cakes with some spices. Roger tore the ròu cakes into small pieces and put them in the soup. As he ate it, ròu smashed the tender and tender mouthful. When he ate it, he secretly sighed, fortunately he didn't do it. Sure enough, compared to other people's craftsmanship, his craftsmanship was really inferior. When I was hungry, I thought of Uncle Suri first, not his father.

Seeing Roger's delicious food, Ambu felt an indescribable satisfaction in his heart. Seeing that he quickly finished a bowl, he took the initiative to push the other bowl that was cold in his hand. He had encountered danger outside before, or could not hold on. When he was around, he fantasized, when he found Roger and they were together, kiss him every morning, call him to wake up, cook for him, sit at the same table with him to eat, and hold him to sleep at night, There might be a baby or two, but even with a baby, he likes Roger the most.

"What's the matter with you?" No matter how slow Roger was, it was impossible for him to enjoy this rare and delicious breakfast calmly with those staring eyes.

"It's alright, I just wanted to ask how you came to the Leopard Tribe?" Anbu rubbed his nose and quickly lowered his head. The hair outside had not been groomed for a long time, and it was a little long, which just blocked the red eyes.

"Oh." Roger didn't think much about it. After going out for two years, there were many people in the family. When people asked about it, it was also being cleaned up, so he continued: "I met An Sen and An who were out hunting in the jungle two years ago. Lo's."

Ambu heard Roger mention that he wanted to go to the jungle to find something. Later, he also looked in the direction of the forbidden area. Now it seems that he still missed it.

Afterwards, the two chatted a few more times. Roger was not a hot person, Anbu was a little out of his mind, and the atmosphere was not hot. Only Xia walked around the table with her tail upright. Can make people laugh.

After breakfast, Anbu picked up some prey and planned to report it to the patriarch. Everyone who came to the tribe for the first time or returned from a long trip should go to the priest and the patriarch to say hello, even though Ambu didn’t think so. I am willing to meet the patriarch, after all, the patriarch has direct responsibility for the death of A-Daddy and A-Mei.

"Then I'll deal with these prey at home and store them in the cellar." Roger took the initiative to take care of the pile of prey in the corner after eating someone's breakfast for nothing.

"No need, I'll go to the patriarch, I'll be back soon, I'll get it when I get back, there are two kinds of roots in that shòu leather bag, if you're fine, wash them, I found them outside, they're delicious Yes, you should like it, I'll come back at noon to make it for you." Ambu lifted the prey on it and pulled out a half-full cowhide sack, and when they were together, Roger liked to eat some root and leaves. thing.

Roger thought to himself that this person was quite familiar. The first time we met today, he could guarantee that he would like to eat the strange things he brought back? Seeing his smiling face, he leaned over and glanced at him. "Sweet potatoes and potatoes?" Roger said in surprise. Although he didn't know how to cook, he still had basic common sense. Of course he recognizes common things.

"You know them all. I know that the red-skinned ones are very sweet, and the numb-skinned ones are tasteless, and they are very good to eat." It was snowing heavily last winter, and he caught few prey, so he learned Roger's planing in the ground. He was looking for something to eat, and accidentally found it in some rough and rough. He started to catch some small prey such as rabbits and tried to eat it. He was relieved to find more. This time back to the tribe, passing by there, see Since the roots have grown out, I put some back in to see if the tribe can plant them, which is also considered to be more food sources.

Anbu didn't hide his thoughts, Roger pondered for a while, and said, "This is a very good life." He doesn't do things, it doesn't mean that he wants to prevent others from doing things. Shòu people have very strong tribal concepts. It is their responsibility to protect their tribe and females in their hearts.

"That's great. The bottom ones, I came back with mud. I'll open a plot in our yard and try it first."

"I don't need this. I heard that if you cut these up and sprout them, every small piece can be planted." Roger took out his pocket knife and cut a sweet potato on the spot to signal to him, seeing Xi Yayuan staring at him, Curious, he stuffed a piece into his mouth.

Xiya was just over a year old, and she had just given birth to three or four pointed little teeth. She couldn't chew yet, she just sucked and swallowed with something in her mouth.

"Anbu, are you going to the patriarch's place? I have something to go there too, let's go together?" It was Mallow, the gate of the courtyard was already open, so he came in directly, and said hello to Roger, Roger and The people in the tribe are not close, and they just nodded when they met, but he did so many things, and everyone kept it in mind. At first, because of Roger, the shòu people of the tribe were in trouble, and a few The beautiful female became jealous, but after hearing that Roger's cooking was particularly unpalatable, she found a balance in her heart and ended the year.

An Luo carried his prey and went out with Mallow. At this time, the sun had already risen, but the trees on the street were very lush, and it was very cool under the trees. He rushed to the small stream on the side of the road to wash his feet, and startled countless small whitebait the size of the belly of a finger on the bottom of the water.

"Beautiful females are very cold to people. I saw you and Roger chatting and laughing just now, and they get along pretty well." Mallow said.

"Roger just doesn't know how to get along with people. In fact, people are very good." Ambu smiled and defended Roger.

"You just met him, as if you know him very well, but it's none of our business, as long as An Sen and An Luo like it. You don't know how much Anson and the others dote on him, and they won't let him live at all, inside and out. Do it." He asked himself that it was already good for Zhu Xi, but he had never seen anyone who favored Anson and Anluo, it was a lot of insight.

"Do Brother Anson and An Luo like Roger very much?" If so, would they agree if he proposed to take care of Roger together?

"I don't know if I like it. Once last year, I went to your house to borrow a stone axe to use. Roger was pregnant at the time, and I forgot how many months it was. Anyway, my belly was quite big, and Anson was in his arms. An Luo cooled the food and fed it to him in one bite. He even went to learn how to cook at the well-cooked log A-me who lived on the street."

"It turns out that they like Roger so much." Ambu whispered.

Mallow was talking to himself, but didn't hear him clearly, "I also heard people say that Roger couldn't sleep at night, Anson and Anluo carried him and walked all night on the rough plain. Some people have seen it, raising children is not so meticulous."

Anbu sighed in his heart, knowing that the road in the future is not easy to go, "By the way, what are you going to do with the patriarch, don't you want to go out on patrol today?"

Mallow suddenly became dumb, and he hesitated for a long time and nothing happened.

Anbu laughed and said, "Are you worried that the patriarch will embarrass me?" He left the tribe silently for more than two years without contributing a little to the tribe. Mental preparation.

Seeing that Anbu had guessed it by himself, Mallow snorted twice and admitted it, but it was thanks to Zhu Xi who reminded him last night that the two of them also talked about the past. , you can always find other females, let the past go.

When Ambu and Mallow went, the patriarch was sitting on the bed facing the sun, flipping through the parchment book handed down from generation to generation in the tribe. The black stone, the symbol on the sheepskin, no one can understand, and the tribe now only regards it as a token of the patriarch's inheritance.

When the patriarch saw the two of them coming in, he put away the parchment book. It was not hot for Anbu, but he was not embarrassed. Out.

"Anbu, do you see that the patriarch is hiding the sheepskin book? He is older, his physical strength is not as good as before, and he is all about making his son Yishun the next patriarch, but Ansen and Anluo have made great achievements in the past two years. Many shòu people in this place obey them, I think Yishun's patriarch is hanging, and the patriarch's sheepskin book won't be preserved for long."

Before Anbu could answer him, he saw thick smoke billowing from the west of the tribe, swept away by the southeast wind, and the streets were full of choking smoke. Basin, while walking, while coughing, Anbu immediately wanted to spread his wings and fly over to take a look, and asked, "What happened over there?"

Mallow covered his mouth and coughed twice before saying: "Don't go, Anbu, it's not a big deal, it's burning wasteland to grow food, and it happens every now and then, the forest in the west is almost burned out. I don’t know if it’s because the forest is gone, the end of the dry season, and before the rainy season arrives, the wind is strong, and the tribe is full of sand.”

"I'll go back and find Roger, he may have a way." Roger is very smart and knows a lot of things, and he will definitely be able to help the tribe.