Chapter 373 Fisherman Tribe
The fishing tribe works from sunrise to sunset and rests at sunset.
It is hidden in a dense forest, surrounded by rivers on three sides and endless mountains and forests on the other side.
Compared to the farming tribes, this place is more primitive.
They cut down trees and built simple triangular wooden houses and wore animal skin clothes.
Drink spring water from the mountains and forests, eat wild game and wild vegetables, and eat more fish from the river.
The number of people is maintained at a fixed level. Occasionally, people who want to escape will come in and live on the outskirts of the fishing tribe. Over time, they will be assimilated by the people of the fishing tribe.
"Big fool, big fool..." A group of children from the fishing tribe surrounded a tall, disheveled man with a silly smile on his face, and kept shouting "big fool". Some naughty children even picked up pebbles from the ground and threw them at the man.
The man was hit on the head, his scalp was broken and bleeding, but he didn't cry out in pain, just smiled foolishly.
"Hey, you bunch of naughty kids, you're here to bully Dasha again." A fat woman came over with a bucket of water. Seeing the children bullying Dasha, she quickly put down the bucket and drove the children away.
The children scattered and ran away screaming.
"Dasha, what's wrong with your head?" Auntie Pang saw red liquid on Dasha's face. She reached out and touched it, only to find that his head was broken and bleeding. She screamed, "Oh, your head is broken! Come with me quickly, I'll bandage you up."
Dasha followed Aunt Fat obediently.
Outside Aunt Pang's house, Dasha sat obediently on a low stool.
Aunt Pang brought some healing herbs, first wiped Dasha's wound clean with a wet cloth, then applied crushed herbs and tied his head with rags.
"These are the only scraps of cloth I have at home, so you can make do with them." Auntie Pang said as she bandaged Dasha, "I've told you many times to stay away from those naughty kids, but you just won't listen."
"No." Dasha said aggrievedly, "I was just passing by, and they insisted on dragging me."
"Oh, don't you know how to be mean to them? You've grown so tall for nothing." Auntie Pang said unhappily. She sighed and then added, "I'm telling you, you need to go out and work so you can have food. Didn't I tell you to go fishing in the river with your uncle? You never go. This isn't a charity house. If you can't get food, you'll just starve."
"I'm hungry." As soon as he mentioned hunger, Dasha immediately pouted and two big tears rolled out of his handsome eyes.
Aunt Pang shook her head helplessly, went into the house, and when she came out, she brought a plate of steamed fish to Dasha.
"Eat it, and remember to go fishing with your uncle next time."
"Yeah." Dasha responded, then picked up the plate and started to eat voraciously.
It so happened that a group of young men who had just returned from fishing passed by the road next to Aunt Pang's house. When they saw Dasha wolfing down his food outside Aunt Pang's door, they all stopped.
"Hey! You big fool!" the leading young man shouted, "Why don't you go fishing today?"
Dasha raised his head and looked at those people stupidly. He replied, "I forgot. I will go later."
"Haha..." The young men burst into laughter. The leading young man said to his brothers, "Hey, I'll show you something fun!"
After saying that, the young man leading the group walked up to Dasha, stepped on a bench, and said to him with a smile, "Dasha, how about we play a game? Look at this fish and see if it's fat. If you can get through here, I'll give it to you."
The young man in the lead held a fat fish in one hand and pointed below his crotch with the other.
Dasha thought about it and thought, this is great! He doesn't have to go to the river, and he can eat fish. He put down the plate in his hand, stood up and nodded, "Okay."
Dasha lay on the ground, preparing to crawl under the crotch of the leading young man.
(End of this chapter)
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