The little girl glanced at Hong Xiangjun, then shrugged her shoulders, "You’re overreacting. The most that strength of yours could do is give a kitten a little scratch; I hardly felt a thing."
"Really!" Hong Xiangjun eyed her suspiciously before frowning and looking toward Liang Haoming, who was expressionless not far away.
She thought to herself that she still insisted on her original view: the little girl’s body was quite strange. But why?
Nightti.
Only the husband and wife were left inside the felt tent.
Dong Huiying picked up the small bottle and took a pill.
Haoming looked at her but said nothing.
But after she fell asleep, he tiptoed up, took the small bottle, and put a pill into his mouth.
It was bitter.
After swallowing it, he lay back down again.
When dawn ca,
Haoming opened his eyes and felt a numbness in his limbs. He pinched himself hard enough to turn his arm blue, but he felt nothing.
There was no pain, and he couldn’t feel pain.
Afterward, he lifted the covers and looked at the fat bird he had raised for over twenty years.
Every day when he woke up, this bird was spirited, but today it was listless, quietly lying there motionless.
He blinked, then tightened his lips.
He seed to understand sothing.
***
"Absurd, this is utterly absurd!" Tu Ya looked incredulously at Tuoya; just a mont ago, she learned sothing from Mother.
"So you an, that man, he’s my relative? My Father is his dad’s younger brother? This... this is ludicrous!"
She had actually fancied her own brother, and even though they weren’t from the sa father and mother, they were still blood-related!!
Tuoya pressed her forehead, "Tu Ya, you’re not young anymore, you should be sensible."
But Tu Ya was still imrsed in shock and couldn’t snap out of it.
At that mont, Hulan lifted the curtain and entered the tent, "Chief, Tu Ya..." Hulan, holding a pair of shoes, asked, "Is Bazak at ho? I’d like him to make a pair of shoes."
"I don’t know, go outside and find him!" Tu Ya, annoyed, waved her hand.
"Oh..."
After leaving the tent, Hulan asked several more people only to discover a strange phenonon.
It wasn’t just Bazak; none of Tu Ya’s other husbands were in the tribe either. Since this morning, they were nowhere to be seen.
Hulan felt anxious and told Tu Ya about it. Tu Ya frowned; although she was in a bad mood, she still decided to go out and look for them.
By the afternoon, the people sent out to search had returned, but Bazak and the others had vanished without a trace.
Tu Ya bit her lip, worried, and at that mont, she found a beast skin in her own tent. She had brought this skin from a border town last year as a gift for Bazak. There were words written on it, undeniably in Bazak’s scrawling hand, unique in all the world!
Tu Ya struggled to make out the words, and then...
"Oh my god, what on earth was he thinking!"
Tu Ya panicked, clutching the beast skin she went to find Tuoya, "Mother, sothing terrible has happened! Bazak, Bazak and the others... they’re planning to seek death!!"
Tuoya startled, "What did you say?"
"Look for yourself!"
Tuoya snatched the beast skin and skimd through it. Afterward, she looked at Tu Ya, "This is the trouble you’ve caused!!"
Bazak was a stubborn lad. If it weren’t for Tu Ya’s fanciful idea of changing husbands, deaning them to such an extent, would they ever have conceived such a suicidal notion?
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