Chapter 255 - New Tribal Leader (1/2)

Tarico suddenly understood something.

He blew a whistle at the downhill. Hearing that, Mcginon looked up and found Tarico. Subconsciously, he hid the thing behind him nervously.

Tarico went downstairs with studied casualness and walked up to Mcginon. “Aren’t you going to herd goats? Why are you here?”

Mcginon hemmed and hawed, “I…”

Suddenly, Tarico laughed. “I know you’re not slacking off. Everyone has his or her little secrets. Are you waiting for a woman?”

Mcginon sighed with relief.

Tarico went on, “If you’ve found someone you like, you should be brave to show your affection. Don’t be so timid, or the woman may think you’re not reliable enough.”

Mcginon looked somewhat ashamed.

“Isn’t it who you like? That woman forces you to marry her?” Tarico patted him on his shoulder. “Bro, marriage is not a game. It must be based on mutual love, or you’ll suffer a lot in the future. If a couple quarrel, the man may beat the woman, while the woman may kill the man. Perhaps she’ll poison him secretly.”

“Re-really?” Mcginon asked. He sweated all over and his face turned pale with fright.

Seeing that, Tarico was surer of his speculation.

Mahal must have promised Mcginon some benefits, and in return, Mcginon was required to do a bad deed for him.

And it must be about the camel team.

Tarico then said, “Sure. How could you be happy in a forced marriage? Even if the woman may be nice to you, her parents won’t treat you well. They will take you as a puppet at their mercy. When you become useless to them, they will naturally kick you away.” 。

Mcginon sweated even more heavily.

Tarico added, “As you know, although women are given relatively equal status with men in our tribe, men are still in a dominant position. If you’re bullied by your wife or her parents, you’ll be looked down upon by other men. You’d better find a woman of similar status and live happily with her.”

Mcginon fell into silence.

Tarico thought he had said enough. It was up to Mcginon how to take his next step.

Certainly, he would watch Mcginon closely, giving him no chance to hurt the camels.

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As a result, before it got dark, Mcginon went to Tarico with the poison given by Mahal.

He confessed that Mahal wanted to marry Guri to him and asked him to poison Tarico and the camels.

He said he had never thought about doing so, but Mahal promised to give him all the property, a temptation that was hard to reject.

But after hearing Tarico’s words, he suddenly realized that Mahal was just using him. If he really killed Tarico and the camels, Mahal might act like a deadbeat because no evidence could prove his crime.

Besides, he didn’t like Guri, and her parents wouldn’t treat him well, either. If they poisoned him to death, he would lose everything.

With brothers and salaries, he was now living such a good life. Why listen to Mahal and ruin the current peaceful life?

Tarico pretended as if he didn’t know anything in advance. At the same time, he praised Mcginon for his righteousness and cleverness, which made Mcginon a little bashful.

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Soon, it was spring again.

Ye Xiaoxian liked this snow-melting, green-spreading season very much.

Once the season came, it meant the tribe would become lively again. The flocks of cattle and goats would be back from another pasture and they would celebrate the Festival of Sacrifice.

After the festival, they would go on with their business. All activities would be back on the track.

The day Tarico was back, Ye Xiaoxian went out to greet him joyfully. To be exact, she was there to check if the camels were fewer or thinner.

Fortunately, the camels were safe. After a long journey, none of them was lost.

Actually, after a winter of recuperation, they looked much stronger than before.

Seeing Ye Xiaoxian, Tarico appeared very happy. He gave her some nuts that he had picked along the way for her to eat at home.

He asked, “How was your winter?”

His voice was more than gentle. Having separated from her for a long time, he missed her very much and couldn’t hold his feelings.

She replied, “Nothing particular happened. But we’ve prepared a lot of products to be sold after the Festival of Sacrifice. Your work must be tougher.”

“It was just fine. It was warmer there without ice or snow.”

The region here was vast with varying climates. If one rode for a day, he could experience two seasons. It might be spring on another pasture and it was winter here.

“No wonder the camels have become so strong,” she said with a smile.