Since our daughter was born, she has been so happy every day that she can't stop, she is carefully wrapped in animal skin, holding it in her hands with love. Sometimes I want to hug her and have to beg her for a long time.
Although our daughter's facial features and body look the same as normal humans, there are differences in other places, such as hair on her face, hands and feet. From this point of view, she mostly inherited her mother's genes.
I named my daughter 'Little Cute', so I often call her like this or tease her!
She saw that I named my daughter, so she asked me to give her one too.
Seeing that it was not a solution to often call her "heat", I also thought of a nice name for her, called her "wild girl"!
She fell in love with the title of "wild girl" after hearing me call it, and she also muttered from time to time.
She can't communicate with me in the whole sentence yet, she can only express her meaning in two or three simple words!
Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and our "little cutie" can also crawl around on the grass with laughter.
Since the food stored in the cave has been almost consumed, she has to start hunting again.
One day, the wild girl got up early in the morning. She picked up my rusty armed shovel and grind it on a stone. The noise made woke me up.
I asked her, "Go to hunt?"
She replied, "Woooo!"
I said, "Let's go together?"
She kept shook her head: "No, dangerous, dangerous!"
So I could only lower my head and sigh, and then hugged the "little cutie" who was still asleep in my arms, coaxed her in doting, and sang children's songs for her!
After the wild girl sharpened the armed force, she pushed away the huge rock blocked at the entrance of the cave and walked out.
But before she left, she blocked the huge rock back to the entrance of the hole.
After all, now we already have our own children, and she has to be careful.
I guess if I was bitten to death by a wild beast, or if our daughter was bitten to death by a wild beast, she would definitely go crazy.
Even if we didn’t encounter wild beasts, if I ran away with my daughter, she would probably go crazy. I don’t know what kind of situation it would be for her to go crazy, but I know that her strength is amazing and she can tear a tiger and leopard apart with bare hands.
When she went out to hunt, I actually was also very worried about her. After all, since she got pregnant and took care of her baby, she has not gone out to hunt for a long time.
I don’t know if her reaction ability is as quick as before, and if her strength is as amazing as before.
After all, she used to go out to hunt with bare hands, but now she is going to get weapons. From this point of view, I am still worried about her.
Fortunately, she was very successful in hunting the day before, and she carried back an elk before dark.
This elk is a female, with blood dripping from her head. It was probably knocked by a wild girl with a military shovel. It has not yet died, and it seems to be pregnant.
The wild girl threw the elk directly on the ground and planned to use a military shovel to open the intestines and break the belly, but I stopped it.
I stopped the wild girl and told her with gestures, while explaining: "You can't kill it, it has a baby, save it!"
I gestured in front of her for a long time before she understood what I meant, so she took the elk to the other end and went out to find medicine for it.
After we were carefully cared for for more than a month, we successfully gave birth to four small elks, two males and two females.
My wild girl and I were very happy. We even specially piled some dry firewood into a fence and divided a piece of area to give them a family of five.
Our daughter is almost one year old and can walk around by herself. Sometimes she is hungry and will run to compete with the four little elks for food.
Fortunately, the elk mother has enough grain bags, and the four little elks eat, there are still some leftovers.
Since her daughter ran away, she was very naughty. She didn't want to stay in the cave all the time. She kept holding the wild girl's hand and dragging it out, shouting: "Mom, play, mom, play!"
The little cutie is born smart. She has already learned to call her mom and dad, and even learned some simple words, especially when playing, she just keeps talking and just 'go out to play'.
Of course, there are also my intentional ingredients inside, because I also want to bask in the sun outside the cave and breathe in the fresh air.
The wild girl couldn't stand the spoiled "little cute", so she had to move the huge rock at the entrance of the cave, then hugged her, and pulled me up to go outside the cave to enjoy the scenery.
I haven't seen the sun for more than a year, and now I'm basking in the sun again, and I'm so excited that I burst into tears!
I took out the half pack of cigarette left because of quitting smoking from my already ragged pocket, took out a lit point, and then lay intoxicatedly on the grass.
The little cutie has been running around in our sight. She has broken hair and is wearing a piece of mink on her body. She is furry all over, like a little savage.
I looked at the green surroundings and some fairy grass that had bloomed. Bees and butterflies were flying around the flowers, and I felt more and more obsessed with it.
But what surprised me was that no one had come to me this year because if someone came here to shout with a loudspeaker, I think I could definitely hear it.
, but I don’t know, if there really is one day, should I go or stay!
I think the wild girl will definitely not follow me. If she refuses to leave, then my "little cute" will definitely not leave.
In fact, what I am most reluctant to part with is my "little cute". Every time she laughs and calls me "Dad" at my feet, I will shed tears of happiness excitedly!
Fortunately, I am a college student myself. Even if we have been living in this mountain, I think I can teach her a lot of knowledge. At least I will not make her a female savage who really understands nothing.
Time flies and three more years have passed. In these three years, the wild girl has not become pregnant again.
Although we worked hard enough, her belly has never improved.
I think this may have a lot to do with her being savage ! After all, in real life, there are many women who can never get pregnant again after giving birth.
Sometimes I feel very guilty when I look at the little cutie. After all, she is over three years old. If she lives in the outside world, she would have been going to kindergarten long ago.
Fortunately, she has never seen the outside world, and I will never tell her about things outside.
Although she can communicate with me normally in words, she can't write. I deliberately did not teach her to write, but just taught her to speak Mandarin.
Two more years have passed, and the little cutie is already five years old, and she knows more things.
She saw that the wild girl had me under house arrest, so she often clamored to let the wild girl move the big stone at the entrance of the cave away, let her let me go out and walk around, and bask in the sun.
At first the wild girl did not agree, she kept saying words like "dangerous, wild beast".
Later, the little cutie said, "Mom, I want to learn hunting too. When you go out to hunt in the future, let me protect my dad!"
The wild girl saw that the little cutie was serious, so she agreed to her request. When she went out to hunt, she took her with her.
I was worried that the wild girl would encounter a herd of beasts. In that case, she would not care about the cute ones, so I begged to go out hunting with them.
The wild girl disagreed with me and went with her, and even yelled and threatened me, and she was quite disobedient, so she would act!
As a result, the little cutie said: "Mom, let dad go with me! Dad is also very awesome!"
The wild girl was not fierce in front of the little cutie. Seeing that the little cutie was helping me, she had to agree.
She handed the armed forces shovel to me and took it to defend herself, and then said, "Look at the little cutie."
I gave her a positive look, and then she took the lead in opening the way.
I hugged the little cutie and landed far behind the wild girl. While observing where there was a way out, I had to be careful of whether there were wild animals around me.
