Shan's eyes widened in surprise.

He and five other strong men, including Shu, moved this stone in together, and it was very difficult for them to move it.

He knew exactly how heavy this stone was.

But at this moment, my daughter lifted it up easily by herself!

Qiao Yu turned around and saw that Shan had seen it, so he put down the stone, walked back with a smile on his face, picked up the bamboo tube and continued to feed Shan the soup: "Father, you saw it, right? I'm stronger than all of you. But my mother said it's not good for girls to be so strong, otherwise it would be difficult to get married in the future. She asked me not to tell anyone, so I kept it a secret."

"Now that you're injured, leave the hunting to me. There's no shortage of food at home, so you can rest assured and recover."

As she spoke, she put away her smile and looked at Shan solemnly, "Father, now that my mother is gone, you are the only elder left to me and my brother. You loved us so much, could you bear to leave us and leave us as fatherless and motherless children? What if someone bullies us?"

Shan closed his sore eyes and said, "Yan is a good boy, honest and strong. I told him to marry you and live together in two years when you grow up. He will definitely agree."

He paused and said, "Koizumi, I'll ask you to take care of me for a few years."

"No." Qiao Yu shook his head firmly. "If you die, my brother and I don't want to live anymore. We'll go with you."

"Yu..." Shan's eyes became moist.

Qiao Yu picked up the spoon, scooped some soup and handed it to him, sighing: "Father, when I went out just now, I heard the elders arguing about whether to let Hei be the leader."

Shan's attention shifted instantly, his brow furrowed. "How can Hei be a leader? Being a leader doesn't just require strength."

"If Hei can't take the position, then Qinglang will have to take it. He is only slightly weaker than Hei, and he is not as stupid as Hei." Qiao Yu looked at him again and said.

When Qinglang was mentioned, Shan's face darkened and his eyes were full of hatred.

If Qinglang hadn't plotted against him from behind, he wouldn't have become a disabled person, and his children wouldn't have died because of him.

"We must not let Qinglang be the leader. He has a crooked heart." He said hatefully.

Qiao Yu looked at him and suddenly smiled sweetly: "Then tell me, can I be the leader?"

Shan's eyes widened.

"You're a woman!" he said disapprovingly.

"What's wrong with being a woman? There were no women leaders before because they weren't strong enough. I'm stronger than Hei, so why can't I be one?" Qiao Yu was very unconvinced, "Besides, I'm smarter than him."

"It's not just about strength. A leader has to lead everyone hunting, distribute food according to how much effort they put in, handle all the big and small matters within the tribe, and coordinate relations with other tribes. How could you possibly understand all this?"

"Don't you have me here?" Qiao Yu winked at him playfully. "You'd definitely be worried if someone else was the leader. If I were the leader, these matters would still be decided by you. With you watching over me, I definitely wouldn't do anything rash."

Hearing this, Shan didn't say anything. Instead, he frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "They won't agree. Other tribes will laugh at us too."

"Whether it's funny or not, is having enough to eat more important? Who else in the tribe can be the leader besides you?" Qiao Yu snorted. "Hei is not only stupid, but he also has no opinion. He won't just listen to you. The Qinglang family has bad intentions. If he becomes the leader, there will definitely be a lot of complaints in the tribe, and many people will starve to death. And the first ones to die from his starvation will be our family."

Shan's brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression became more and more ugly.

Qinglang was willing to resort to treachery to become leader, and the father and son would never allow Hei to become leader. They were determined to secure the position of leader.

In the end, the tribe fell into the hands of the father and son. Is there any hope for Yu and Xiaoquan? Not only the siblings, but also the entire Shu family.

That family was vindictive. They would never allow the three brothers, Mu, Xiaoquan, and Yu, to grow up and threaten his position. Even Shu would be in danger.

He looked at his daughter.

Through the lens of her biological father, he naturally thought his daughter was smart and beautiful. He had only thought about who she would marry when she grew up. He had never thought that his daughter could take over his position and become the leader of the tribe.

He relaxed: "So what are you going to do?"

Qiao Yu scooped up a piece of meat, handed it to him, and smiled slyly: "I have my own way, but I won't tell you yet."

Seeing his daughter like this, Shan's mood improved.

Anyway, my daughter is so strong and smart, she won't suffer any loss.

He couldn't die. He had to watch over his daughter, help her become the leader, and in the future, assist her and offer her advice. There were many things he could do. His daughter was strong, so if he ate less, she should be able to support him.

He didn't have to die, and the heavy stone weighing on his heart was taken away. He felt relieved, and he finally had the heart to taste the broth, and a smile appeared on his face: "This broth is good, it tastes very good."

Then he asked curiously, "How did you get the bamboo tube?"

Qiao Yu told what had happened and also talked about some bamboo tube things he had done for other people in the tribe.

Shan nodded. "You did a great job. Now that we have the bamboo tube, we can use it to make this kind of soup in winter. It's warm to drink, and maybe fewer people will get sick."

Living in a cave is safer, but it is cold and damp.

Because he was the chief, his home had two stone beds, while a large number of people in the tribe lay directly on the ground with only a little hay. In the winter, they would cough and eventually die of illness.

Shan felt that if they could have a bowl of hot soup like this, they might feel better.

After hearing what he said, Qiao Yu also thought about this matter.

"Actually, father, just drinking hot soup isn't enough; we need a bed to sleep on. Stone beds are hard to come by, but wooden beds are easy to come by. When I become leader, I'll have everyone make wooden beds to sleep on. We can also store dry firewood to warm ourselves. Add to that the hot soup, and fewer people will die of hunger and cold in winter."

"A wooden bed?" Shan frowned, thought for a moment, and immediately rejected the idea. "We can't make one. We've thought about it, but the trees that can be used to make a bed are too big. We can't cut them down."

The bed he had in mind was similar to the stone bed he slept on now. It required a tree with a cross-section as wide as the bed itself, cut down and made into a large wooden block for the person to lie on.

It's not that there weren't any giant trees like this in the forest, but due to their limited tools, they couldn't even cut the tree down from the roots, let alone cut it into the shape of a bed.

"That's not the case." Qiao Yu shook his head. "I have a good idea. I can make a bed out of small trees. It's very easy."