Meng Yuqing was awakened by a burst of fragrance. Sitting up, he saw Qiu Ye sitting outside the tent cooking in a small stone pot.
After washing up, Meng Yuqing walked over to Qiu Ye, stretched out his hand and said, "Let me do it."
Qiu Ye shook his head. "This is the only one left. It will be ready soon."
Meng Yuqing looked up and found that the vegetable soup and sweet potatoes had already been prepared and were placed aside.
While eating, he was thinking about the problem of A Su's two cubs. There was no need to worry about the little meerkat orc. A Su and Bo accepted this little orc very well, especially when compared with the other little orc.
But the problem with the other little orc is a bit bigger. If he continues to live in such an environment, he will have psychological problems sooner or later.
If they cannot adjust well, at the very least, their personality may just be a little weird, and at the worst, they may become antisocial. What should we do?
He pinched the bridge of his nose and stopped eating.
Qiu Ye noticed his condition, put down the bowl in his hand and asked, "Yuqing, what's wrong with you? What are you worried about?"
"I'm thinking about the A Su cub." Meng Yuqing sat up straight and expressed his concerns.
After hearing this, Qiu Ye was also a little stunned, as if he did not expect that the difference between the two little orcs would lead to this situation.
"What should I do?" he whispered, touching his belly.
A sub-beast with cubs in her womb is particularly prone to feeling compassion for other cubs.
Meng Yuqing put his finger to his lips. Actually, there is a cruel way to do it, but is there anyone in the tribe who can really be cruel enough to do this?
When Xuan came, he saw the two of them sitting on the ground in silence, each holding a bowl.
He walked over to Meng Yuqing and sat down beside her, asking softly, "What's wrong?"
Meng Yuqing repeated what he had said before, and even Xuan was silent. It seemed that no one in this world had thought about this issue.
When survival becomes difficult, there is no time to worry about psychological problems.
Xuan lowered his head and thought for a long time before he said, "Separate them."
He stood up and looked at Meng Yuqing and Qiu Ye, "I'm going to talk to the father beast about this matter. According to what Yuqing said, letting this little beastman grow up in such an environment will definitely have a bad influence.
We can't ask them to treat two little orcs the same way. They can't do it, and many people can't do it.
We can only do our best to reduce his sense of disparity. If he still doesn't become a qualified tribal orc in the end..."
Xuan didn't finish his words, but Meng Yuqing and Qiu Ye both understood what he meant.
If he cannot become a qualified tribal orc, he will never be given the opportunity to do something irreparable.
Because of this incident, Xuan didn't stay here for long. He left after Meng Yuqing and Qiu Ye finished eating.
Meng Yuqing helped Qiu Ye into the tent and then cleaned up the outside.
He originally thought that it would take some time to deal with the matter of this little orc, but at noon the next day, Xuan brought them news.
"The old chief took him away." Xuan said while eating, "He took him to those retired old orcs. From now on, he will be the cub picked up by the old orcs from outside.
Everyone who knew the little orc's background was informed of this matter. Fortunately, everyone was busy building the tribe during this period, so not many people knew about it."
"What about A Su?" Meng Yuqing looked at Xuan and asked, "How did he react when the old patriarch took the cub away?"
"He was reluctant at first, but after we told him our considerations, he was silent for a long time and finally agreed."
Xuan stretched and continued.
"He should be reluctant to do so, but he also knows that he can't treat the two cubs equally. He's afraid that the cub will really become what you said. Although he doesn't like him, he doesn't want him to die."
After hearing Xuan's words, Meng Yuqing opened his mouth and finally let out a long sigh. After all, it was still the problem of that group of roaming orcs.
Those people really did all kinds of bad things!
Sensing his emotions, Xuan came over and held him in his arms, rubbed his chin against the top of his head, and spoke softly.
"Don't worry, the old chief will know his limits. He has now reached the stage of an ordinary orc. Those old orcs are also experienced people. They will do their best to guide the cub in the right direction."
"Aren't you afraid that he will know all this one day?" Meng Yuqing leaned on Xuan and said softly.
What happened always leaves traces. Maybe this matter can be kept secret for a lifetime, but there is also a possibility that he will find out.
Xuan held Meng Yuqing's head, preventing him from seeing his expression.
"When he grows up and matures, maybe we'll tell him everything. It's better for us to tell him everything than for him to hear it from somewhere." Xuan's eyes were a little cold. "If the worst comes to the worst...there are still Uncle Yang and I."
"Hey——" Meng Yuqing closed his eyes.
After temporarily resolving the issue with the little orc, Meng Yuqing began to go to the herb garden every day to deal with his herbs.
Apart from the Shengfu grass brought by the Shijiao tribe, which can be used directly, only the hemostatic grass, blood-producing grass and witch thorn grass collected by the tribe members during this period are available.
The yellow and white flowers and the tendon grass are all seeds, and Meng Yuqing has to plant them slowly.
Especially when changing the tendon-renewing grass into the bone-correcting grass, although the bone-warming stone has been buried, the conversion can only begin after the tendon-renewing grass has fully grown.
These two herbs are rare, and even if the tribesmen go out to look for them, they can find very few.
However, the tribesmen had learned their lesson. After finding these two rare herbs, they did not pick them directly, but dug them out with a large piece of soil.
Meng Yuqing has received a lot of such herbs during this period.
The tribesmen brought some yellow and white flowers that could be transplanted. Under each small flower was a piece of soil that was bigger than a bucket.
"What is this?" Meng Yuqing stared at the bamboo basket in front of him in amazement.
"Herbs! We dug them out with the soil, ensuring the roots aren't damaged." The orc in front of him smiled innocently. "Witch, see if we can plant them where you are. We dug them up specially for this purpose."
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