The tribe where the forest ruins are located is called the Himebayashi or Kuripayashi.
The population of the tribe was seventy or eighty people.
However, children make up the small half.
Today, because a pregnant woman gave birth, the woman did not go out.
Except for a few old men who stayed behind to guard, the others went out hunting yesterday and have not returned today.
When Lin Ji ran back to the cave with a few half-grown children, the people left behind by the tribe had basically arrived.
Before it arrived, it was still hanging under the tree.
A girl with a colorful pheasant's tail feather on her head saw Lin Ji and the others coming, and hurriedly waved her hand, signaling them not to get too close and hide behind people.
Now that Da Ji is about to deal with the baby boy, Lin Ji's half-sized child will be upset if he touches the moldy head.
This girl is the same age as Lin Ji, and because she is a girl who develops early, she is half a head taller than Lin Ji.
She is extremely diligent and capable in the tribe, and is very liked by the leader of the tribe, Dahime.
Daiki sticks some of the best-looking pheasant feathers on her head and praises her.
The names of people in this era are more like the nicknames or titles of later generations, and they are generally referred to by the characteristics or merits of the person.
The girl thus received a name for the colored feathers.
Caiyu's face was also cleanly washed, and he was also tied with a ponytail like the forest traces, and a vest-style dress hung on his body.
If you look closely, you will see that the weave of the grass skirt is exactly the same as that of the forest tracks.
Da Ji is a woman in her fifties.
Her hair was gray, her skin was dark, her body was old enough to leave a thick skeleton, but her eyes were sharp.
She is said to have been a capable and fertile woman when she was young.
She gave birth to nearly ten children, basically all of whom were daughters, and they were all raised by her.
Half of the adult women on the scene were her children, so she was able to speak to the tribe.
In the open space outside the cave, Daihime's decision should have been announced, but it has not yet been approved by everyone.
Four mothers with their babies in their arms are begging under the impetus of motherhood.
Some of the people around me also seemed to be a little reluctant to speak.
Although everyone knows that men are money-losers, under the nature of caring for children, many people still have some objections to Daji's decision.
Because Daiki decided to kill all the baby boys born this year Seeing that his decision was not understood, Da Ji glanced around and said, "We gave birth to four men after the snow, counting last year, we already have six men, and we only gave birth to one girl last year."
With two spring and autumn six men and one woman in a row, even if they can grow up and be able to exchange with people, how can a woman support six men at that time If you can't grow up and change back to men, then what do you do to raise them now?"
At this time, although people did not have the knowledge inheritance brought by writing, they had basically mastered the simple organization and the concept of small numbers, and they already knew that there were four seasons in the year, but they were used to calling the year the year.
Da Ji said this truth is part of her long-lived life, and not everyone can figure it out in advance at this time.
After she said this, there were more people who supported her, and suddenly those who had the heart to persuade were silent.
Seeing that everyone understood, Da Ji continued: "This year is difficult.
It's autumn time, you see how many prey our men have brought back, not to mention raising everyone for the winter, even the newly taken fur is not enough for everyone to keep warm.
Now the forest is full of squirrels, and the hairy chestnuts are gnawed by them before they hit the ground.
We're afraid we won't be able to harvest much, there are no hairy chestnuts in winter, and you still have to breastfeed, can you survive this winter?"
In this era, there was a limited grasp of how to maintain food.
Except for shelled things such as hairy chestnuts, it is not easy to preserve anything else.
Therefore, hairy chestnuts are also the main winter storage grain of the tribe.
Now that the winter is still frozen, it is not easy to find food in the snow and ice.
Every winter is a tribal catastrophe, and it is also the time when the attrition is the worst.
These words pierced the heart, and the people around them began to whisper to persuade the four women holding the child.
Seeing this, Da Ji slowed down his voice and said, "I know that you guys are very distressed.
This is the children of our tribe, and I want them to be warriors like wolves, able to come back with strong men and prey.
If our tribe could get back a few warriors like the wolf, we wouldn't be as embarrassed as we are today, but we wouldn't be able to feed them.
"We gave birth to six boys in a row, it must be that Ji Zuli is wrong, just let the blood of these four men sacrifice to them, bless us with more girls, and the tribe is prosperous.
You have sacrificed your present children, and you can also gather more food and eat stronger, so that you will not be afraid of not being able to survive this winter.
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In the next spring and autumn after the snow, you can also give birth to a baby girl. ” At this point, no one objected.
The four women holding the child did not say anything, but held the child and cried loudly.
Daiki looked up at the sky and began to pray in a long, obscure tone.
The people around him bowed their heads and prayed, and the atmosphere became solemn.
On the side, several old men took out thick stone knives and moved a few stone slabs to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony.
They can't go out hunting anymore, and now they are the most hardcore supporters of Daihime.
These bits and pieces naturally have to be expressed.
After the crowd, Lin Ji watched the development of the situation in the field, and felt that blood was pouring up his head, and his eyes were jumping with the pop.
He only now realizes that the status of men in this era is even lower than he imagined.
The ignorance of mankind at this time is also more serious than he thought.
He had heard before that if a daughter was born in a backward area, he would kill him if he was not satisfied.
But Da Ji said that to kill children, not to kill one, but to kill four The practice of mass killing of young children and early pregnancy of mothers is something that Lin Ji only knew in the animal world that male lions would do.
Now Daihime's approach is on the same level as that of the lion.
Lin Xi finally had a direct understanding of this matriarchal society: barbaric, obscurantist, bloody, and cruel But he certainly couldn't just watch them continue to do so.
As a modern person, if he watches four children die in front of his eyes and does not do something about it, he may have nightmares for a long time.
He had just decided to do something to change his fate.
Now, if he watched these four children die, he probably won't have to do anything in the future.
Finding a cave to hide in for the rest of your life is the best choice.
The main reason Da Ji said was the lack of food, and he had a small city in his hands, and although the supplies in it were not unlimited, they were more than enough to supply the small tribe.
It's worth risking some for these four children when necessary, because it's a lifesaver.
Moreover, seventy or eighty people live in hundreds of square kilometers of forest, in fact, there is no shortage of food, but only all kinds of tools.
Lin Ruins came from later generations, and all kinds of tools have not been used and seen, and it is not difficult to give some time to get the tools out, where can they kill the children Lin Ji sat down on these decisions in anger, and the decision of Daji above had also been made.
Lin Ji was worried: how to save it Now that Da Ji has made a decision, his status is low, and he has refuted and cut down the majesty of Da Ji, maybe even himself.
Later career experience taught him that refuting the face of the leader in public will definitely only be a bad thing.
There is such a thing as human nature, and Lin Ji thinks that there is no difference between ancient and modern times.
The reason why Wei Zheng is famous is because there are few people who are still alive for 5,000 years.
Da Ji's voice grew higher and higher, and several old men behind her also posed a few stone slabs to look like an altar.
It is estimated that the ceremony is about to start, and Lin Ji is so anxious that he sweats down.
Turning his head, Lin Ji saw the feathers on Caiyu's head, his heart moved, and he quickly walked to Caiyu's side and whispered a few words to her.
Caiyu was a little stunned when she heard Lin Ji's words.
Lin Ji urged: "Hurry up, I think of a way to weave straw sandals, as long as you put on straw sandals, you won't be afraid of being pricked if you go to pick up chestnuts."
If you save them, I'll make it up to you. ” At this time, everyone does not have the habit of wearing shoes, and the thick cocoons on the soles of the feet can play a certain protective role.
However, in the face of thorns and hairy chestnut thorns, the soles of the feet will still be hurt somewhat.
When Caiyu heard this, her eyes lit up, and she flashed over and whispered two words in Da Ji's ear.
Dahime's chanting slowly stopped, and the people around looked up and found that Dahime was groaning and tangled with a face.
After half a ring, Da Ji waved his hand and said, "Sacrifice another day."
We sacrifice to bless all who have fallen, and those men have not yet returned, and we will speak until they return. ” After speaking, she glared at the old men next to her, and patted Caiyu on the shoulder.
It means that those men didn't remind them, but Caiyu was capable.
Although the status of the men is not high, those who stay are all people who have contributed to the tribe, and they will be asked to do things in the future.
For such a big ceremony, it is better to let them participate.
There is nothing wrong with the child being killed a day and a half a day late.
The ceremony dispersed, and the women looked left and right, looking a little uncomfortable.
It was rare for a sacrificial ritual to start and then break off.
They always felt that something was wrong.
The mother of four held her child, not knowing whether she was sad or happy, but suddenly hoped that the men would never come back
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