The next morning, Wang Wei woke up by the cold.

When I got up, I didn't know which little boy wet the bed next to me last night, and the leaves under me were soaked.

He got up in discomfort and Wang Sha was next to the pigpen and gave the piglet points.

Wang Er hid in the dark corner and grabbed a living parasite with his left hand, staring at the piglets in the pigpen with his eyes tightly.

Seeing Wang Wei, Wang Er hurried over.

"Wang Wei, give me another piglet!" Wang Er said anxiously.

"Where is Xiao Ming yesterday?" Wang Wei asked.

"What Xiao Ming?"

"Uh, it's the piglet I gave you yesterday,"

"Diet, but I found a big secret yesterday. These insects are not eating meat or drinking blood. They actually eat shit, but they have to be fresh shit. They will stop eating when they are cold. Once there is shit, they will grow very fast. I guess they were not bitten to death in the past, but to death by stools." Wang Er said excitedly.

Seeing Wang Er holding a bug bigger than a loach dancing, Wang Wei asked worriedly: "Is it okay for you to just pinch it like this?"

"It's okay, I don't even eat them if I bleed. And I've seen them. They seem to be a little afraid of blood, and they will retract when they encounter blood." As he said that, Wang Er was about to bleed himself on the parasite and let Wang Wei see it.

"Okay, okay, I don't need to look at it. You can take it away. Your research has achieved some results, but it's useless to ask me for piglets. Wang Sha stared at me, and he didn't listen to me. I'll bring him to cut pig grass later. If you want piglets, you can find a way for yourself." Wang Wei said.

After Wang Er left with his eyes lit up, Wang Wei came to the pigpen and looked at Wang Sha who was counting inside and said, "Wang Sha, have you clicked it clearly?"

"Forty-seven little pigs, and three big pigs." Wang Sha said.

"I'm quite smart, I actually learn so quickly." Wang Wei praised.

Wang Sha touched her head happily and said, "Wang Wei, what should I do if these little pigs always complain that they can't eat enough?"

"I can't eat enough because there are too many pigs, too few big pigs, and not enough milk." Wang Wei said.

"Then how can I make the pig full?" Wang Sha asked.

"This is not simple, I'll send some to Wang Er for an experiment..."

"No!" Wang Sha said firmly before Wang Wei finished speaking.

"This won't work, so I can only feed the big pigs more, so that they can produce milk after they are full." Wang Wei spread his hands and said.

"But there is no fish today, and I have eaten all the horse meat I distributed yesterday." Wang Sha said anxiously.

"This is not easy to deal with. I will take you to cut pig grass. Didn't Cuihua find several grasses that pigs like to eat yesterday? If you cut some back, you can feed them." Wang Wei said and took the lead.

Wang Sha closed the pigpen and followed quickly.

After seeing the two left, Wang Er raised his waist and slipped into the pigpen like a thief. Looking at the pink piglets, a look of lewdness appeared in his eyes.

After picking a few weeds that pigs like to eat, Wang Wei came back.

When passing by Wang Meng, he found that Wang Meng did not scold him for the first time.

Just looking at myself with a strange look.

Wang Meng looked at him a little furiously, and Wang Wei walked back quickly.

What Wang Wei didn't see was that Wang Meng was holding a stone in his tied hand, grinding the straw rope that tied himself up bit by bit.

At this time, the hunting team in the village had already been prepared and planned to come out.

The old woman is also arranging the task of the collection team today. In addition to collecting food that people can eat, today's collection team also needs to cut some grass back to feed wildebeests.

The three wildebeests living have been raised as reserved food. They will only consider killing wildebeests when the hunting team fails to catch their prey for several days.

Seeing that everyone was about to leave, Wang Wei said to the old woman: "Mother, why don't we eat something in the morning? If we can eat enough in the morning, we will be energetic for that day and run faster during hunting."

"Eat too in the morning?" The old woman repeated Wang Wei's words and said angrily: "You are a spendthrift. You have just eaten for a few days and started to waste it. You dare to talk nonsense and see if I won't kill you!"

Wang Wei was scolded by the old woman and fled in panic.

The old concept in people's hearts is like a mountain, and it is not possible to move it away in just a few words.

The hunting team was out, and although Wang Wei didn't want to go, he still went with him.

"Wang Wei, where are we going today?"

"Wang Wei, do you want to catch wildebeests?"

"That's right, take a direction, wherever you say you will go, everyone will go today, and I'm sure to listen to you."

After two successful use of traps to catch prey, many tribesmen began to believe in Wang Wei.

I feel that I will definitely be able to catch my prey when I go with Wang Wei.

Listening to everyone's words, Wang Wei's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity.

Since everyone is willing to believe in themselves, as long as they can successfully lead everyone to catch their prey, their reputation in the tribe will be greatly improved.

If you have reputation, if you make any suggestions in the future, someone will support you.

It’s not like now. If you want to raise a pig, it’s better than an old woman’s words if you have to talk hard.

I wanted to have breakfast, but I was scolded so much that I ran away in panic.

Just as he was about to speak, a figure next to him suddenly rushed over, holding a stone in his hand and smashed it towards Wang Wei.

"Wang Wei, I'll fight with you!" Wang Meng shouted.

Things happened too suddenly, and no one expected that Wang Meng, who was tied up, suddenly broke free and wanted to hurt Wang Wei.

Wang Zhuang subconsciously blocked him, but he couldn't stop him, and the stone flew towards Wang Wei.

"Bang!" The stone hit Wang Wei's head, and blood suddenly flowed.

Fortunately, the small stone is very small. If it is a little bigger, it may be the consequence of the head explosion.

Wang Meng was stopped, but he cursed, and he wanted to come up because he was reluctant to give in. Soon, Wang Zhuang was pressed to the ground.

As for Wang Wei, he was so painful that he bared his teeth and squatted on the ground with his head covering his head.

The incident of life here alarmed the whole village.

Anyone who heard the movement surrounded him.

"Wang Wei, are you okay?"

A group of people gathered around and asked with concern.

Wang Wei stood up and blood flowed to his face.

He looked at Wang Meng who was pressed to the ground and said in a cold voice: "Why did you hit me?"

"You cut my flesh and hang me up. Do you know how painful it is when cutting the flesh? Even if I faint, I woke up several times. Do you know how uncomfortable it is to be hung up? My feet were so itchy that I couldn't even scratch them. The wind blew at night and it was so cold that I couldn't live long after my foot was injured and suppurated. I wouldn't live long before I died. I would fight you before I died!" Wang Meng said gritting his teeth.

After hearing his words, Wang Wei, who was still very angry just now, calmed down.

How much pressure did he bear when he stood up to save Wang Meng's life?

But not only does he not be grateful to himself, but he wants his own life. Anyone who puts such a thing on him may feel heartbroken.

But then he thought about it and Wang Meng was ignorant and ignorant. He didn't know that the suppuration was caused by the virus in the wound.

He didn't know that he had cut his flesh to clean up the virus.

He didn't know that he was hanging up because he wanted to prevent his feet from being too itchy when he was growing, and he couldn't help but scratch, causing a secondary infection.

What Wang Meng knew was that he cut his flesh with one knife. The pain was no different from Lingchi.

After cutting the meat, it doesn’t count. You have to hang yourself up and let yourself be in torment all the time.

If you think from the perspective of others, Wang Wei himself encountered this, I am afraid he would fight against the person who hurt him.

Everyone around him did not interrupt after hearing Wang Meng's words.

They saw the torment that these two heavenly kings had suffered so hard.

Let alone the fact that Wang Meng was cut off, you can think of how painful it was just listening.

Although Wang Wei was treating him.

But I have never heard of this treatment method.

Many people even think that Wang Meng must have offended Wang Wei before, so he took revenge on him by taking medical treatment.

Looking at Wang Meng on the ground, glaring at him.

Wang Wei took a deep breath, then sighed and said, "Wang Zhuang, peel off all the rice dumpling leaves on his feet."

Wang Zhuang obediently did it.

When Wang Meng heard this, he immediately struggled and said, "Don't touch me, Wang Wei, don't want to torture me anymore. Even if I die, I won't let you torture you! Mother, save me!"

Although Wang Meng struggled desperately, he could not escape the control of everyone.

Soon, the rice dumpling leaves tied to Wang Meng's feet were peeled off.

"Removing the ash blocks on it." Wang Wei said calmly.

"Wang Wei, what do you want to do? If you have the guts, please give me some pleasure. What's the ability to torture people!" Wang Meng cursed in fear.

Wang Zhuang took off the wood ash that was clotted with the blood on Wang Meng's feet, revealing the wound inside.

The moment he saw the wound, Wang Zhuang was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?" Cuihua, who was sharp-eyed, also exclaimed.

"Look at his wound!" A tribe member pointed at Wang Meng's wound and exclaimed.

The old woman squatted over and grabbed Wang Meng's feet, looked at the wound on it incredibly, and then she showed a look of joy on her face.
Chapter completed!