Chapter 220 (2/2)

Little Eight growled, “Grandpa did closed-door cultivation before. Cultivation! Cultivation is a matter that needs your full attention!”

Nan Xun languidly gave an “oh.”

Little Eight: …

Without Little Eight’s voyeurism, Nan Xun continued to talk to A’Mang without any scruples.

Although there was enough meat to eat every day, and A’Mang would go hunting for some fresh food from time to time, Nan Xun still wanted to eat something else. So, Nan Xun asked A’Mang to help make a fishing net.

They slowly slid to the middle of the frozen river. A’Mang used a stone axe to cut a big hole in the ice, while Nan Xun threw the fishing net through the hole.

“A’Xi, the big fish in the river aren’t good. My people and I have tried it for a long time before. They have bones in their bodies that can easily get stuck in your throat,” A’Mang warned. Although Nan Xun wanted to do something, he would never question her, but the big fish in this river wasn’t delicious ah.

Nan Xun said with a smile, “If there are really many bones, we can only eat the fish head. The fish head has no bones and its brain is very nourishing.”

Nan Xun discovered that the primitives here didn’t eat the head of any wild animal. The heads would be cut off and thrown away. It was probably a custom.

But when A’Mang heard her say that she wanted to eat the fish head, he didn’t say anything. He just looked at her with doting eyes and said, “Okay, A’Xi, we’ll do whatever you want.”

After a while, Nan Xun reeled in the net and actually caught two fish.

Nan Xun used a stone knife to scrape off the scales and remove the entrails. One was grilled over the fire, while the other was boiled in soup.

The fish was roasted yellow. Nan Xun almost drooled from the aroma of the fish.

However, after Nan Xun tasted it, she immediately spit it out.

“Hahaha…” A’Mang couldn’t stop laughing. “A’ Xi, I told you that it can’t be eaten with all its bones. But you still had to give it a try.”

Nan Xun squinted at him. “So, A’Mang, were you especially waiting for me to make a joke out of myself?”

Although there were too many fish bones to eat it, Nan Xun ate the fish head and thought it tasted good. She wanted A’Mang to try it, but he refused.

Nan Xun began to be naughty and wanted him to eat it. At last, A’Mang was really stiffed but stopped being stubborn. After he took a bite, his eyes brightened.

A’Mang’s eyes looked as if he had opened a door to a new world.

After a while, A’Mang tried to eat the heads of all kinds of wild animals. Nan Xun vomited with nausea and asked A’Mang to eat only fish heads and nothing else.

A’Mang’s remorseful expression made Nan Xun deeply understand the truth of self-inflicted sin.1

On a cold day, Nan Xun laid in the cave bored. In the summer and autumn, she went out to pick fruits and vegetables but, in the winter, there wasn’t much to do.

Nan Xun originally wanted to sit in the cave and sew clothes, but ever since A’Mang had discovered that her hand was always pricked by the bone needle until it bled, he never let her use a needle again.

In ancient times, A’Mang was probably the only man who was willing to sew clothes with a bone needle.

Nan Xun directed him on the side while A’Mang made all kinds of gloves ah, hats ah and scarves ah according to her description. The craftsmanship was so good that he immediately graduated from apprenticeship.

Little Eight yawned ha and contemptuously said, “You are so lazy that you even let a savage do women’s work.”

Nan Xun: “My man loves me so much that he wouldn’t let me do it. I’m helpless ah~”

Little Eight: “Your tone is really rippling.”

Nan Xun directly sang and waved at him to show him. “Come ya, let’s mess around ya~ For there is too much scenery~”

Little Eight: …

Your mother, it’s this song.