Chapter Thirty-Three: The Prodigal Son

  After picking some fruit, Wang Yang went back again. Not long after that, he came back once more. This time, he found another small animal in the wooden barrel trap.

  Wang Yang was delighted to see this, it seemed that only when he was not around did the other small animals dare to approach.

  Without saying another word, Wang Yang quickly disposed of the small animal and then became busy again.

  Every time he goes back and forth, he can find new small animals in the wooden bucket. Of course, most of them will run away at the first time.

  Only a few small animals misjudged and wanted to hide in the wooden barrel.

  After going back and forth seven times, he brought back three small animals. Wang Yang's mood was just like the farmer who saw a rabbit hit its head on a tree and die, thinking about it made him happy.

  The day passed quietly, without any unexpected events, and the creatures in the forest were all busy, each coming up with their own way to cope with winter.

  In the evening, everyone sat around the bonfire, roasting meat and eating fruit, feeling the warmth brought by the fire, so warm and cozy.

  Wang Yang hasn't gone to eat yet, he is sitting quietly by the stream, with a few small animals caught today beside him, and the surface of the stream reflects the starry sky, rippling with waves.

  He stretched out his hand into the water, a chill ran through him, and his whole body trembled as if electrified, and he was somewhat sobered.

  He dug out all the internal organs from the small animal's body, made multiple cuts on the blood vessels at various parts of the body, bled it in water and washed it clean.

  Then he was led into the cave.

  He handed over the entrails to the adults and skinned the animal himself there.

  Skinning is actually a technical job, many animal furs are not easy to peel off, they stick to the meat. Rabbits and similar animals are relatively simple, grab the skin at the wound, pull hard, and it comes off with a snap.

  Wang Yang peeled off all the good skin and tried to keep it intact, which could be used as a bag.

  The skin that is difficult to peel, none of it is peeled off. Instead, the meat is cut open with a stone knife and turned into a large pancake shape, hung on the wall, and dried with smoke and wind.

  He tried his best to deal with all of these himself and didn't let others handle them, fearing that they wouldn't be able to resist eating them.

  After finishing all this, he returned to the bonfire and started eating.

  Offal is what they have been eating more of recently, but no one would dislike it, and its taste is no worse than meat.

  Wang Yang prefers to eat tripe and heart, these things are small, strung up and roasted, quickly cooked, and also crispy when bitten.

  Today he naturally ate these again, and the adults caught a dozen or so small animals, all of which had to be eliminated.

  Wang Yang ate while looking around at the walls, where he saw dozens of animal carcasses nailed up, a colorful and lively sight.

  All of this meat stored by adults over time, and countless fish were also nailed to the wall for air drying.

  The stone platform at the very back of the cave was already dry and well-stored goods, almost a month's worth of rations.

  Wang Yang, in order to avoid those meats being affected by the fruits, separated them and put them away, using a wooden board to isolate them, but it's unknown whether it had any effect.

  As he was eating, he suddenly saw an adult take out a chestnut from his waistband and eat it.

  Wang Yang glanced at him twice and then stopped paying attention, guessing that he hadn't handed over cleanly and had kept a few.

  As soon as he ate, others also wanted to eat and surrounded him, asking for some.

  He was indeed generous, grabbing handful after handful as if they were worthless.

  Wang Yang was stunned, where did the chestnuts come from?

  Generally speaking, after they return to the cave, they will take out all the food they have obtained, dry what needs to be dried and store what needs to be stored, without anyone dividing it too much.

  Then they started eating.

  However, since gaining recognition from the public, he doesn't care about it usually, and everyone eats casually. When winter comes, they start to distribute, which ones can be eaten now and which ones cannot.

  Wang Yang didn't expect them to understand his good intentions, he just hoped that they wouldn't cause him any more trouble.

  But little accidents kept happening, they didn't know that Wang Yang had such complicated thoughts, all they knew was, if you don't give us food, we'll hide and eat.

  Then there will be cases where food is not collected, and all you can say is: "What a tragedy."

  He stood up and walked over habitually, picked up the bag and took a look inside. Goodness, it was full to the brim!

  "Waaah~!"

  That big man complained to Wang Yang for a while, stretched out his hand to grab it back, and pulled the bag with Wang Yang.

  Others stared blankly at them, without intending to stop them.

  In their concept, when it comes to dating or conflicting conflicts, they can just fight, and the problem is easily solved.

  Wang Yang also felt that something was off. He was still so young and couldn't possibly take on a tall and sturdy adult alone, the most important thing being that he hadn't even thought about taking him on alone!

  Moreover, neither of us has reached a state of extreme anger, and we can't just blindly resort to violence.

  He lifted his head and looked at the adult's frowning gaze, Wang Yang loosened his hand.

  The bag with chestnuts lost its strength on one side and fell into the hands of a big man, who was overjoyed and exclaimed excitedly.

  Wang Yang smiled and accompanied him to cry, while crying, he reached into his pocket and put the chestnuts into his own pocket one by one.

  Only left some for him.

  This is another characteristic discovered by Wang Yang, the brain will not turn corners.

  He found that nowadays the apes, apart from lacking foresight, are not flexible in their thinking. Take this matter for example, in fact Wang Yang still achieved his goal and took away all the chestnuts.

  That big man still smiled and felt he had not lost anything.

  Wang Yang was speechless, feeling like he was facing a group of ignorant kids, but the other person's face was full of deep wrinkles and their sunken eyes hid the passage of time.

  In short, two words: annoying.

  Then he ran to other adults and quietly opened them, finding that many of them were secretly hoarding nuts, including his parents.

  He's so gloomy, but he finally managed to trick them all with his best efforts. Turning around, those little buddies were each holding a pile of chestnuts and eating them crazily, what a wonderful after-dinner snack...

  "This... this..."

  Wang Yang's heart felt a sense of foreboding, how could it be that in just one day, the boards were already flying everywhere?

  He didn't even have time to collect the desserts after dinner for his little friends and ran to the deepest part of the cave to take a look.

  Only two of the three wooden barrels were intact, while the other one had been dismantled!

  He rushed over to take a look and found that the wooden bucket was not forcibly damaged, but they had unknowingly found a way to open it, and a small portion of the chestnuts were taken away.

  In an instant, Wang Yang's eyes turned red with rage, his hair stood on end, he spun around, waved his hand and burst into a torrent of abuse.

  "You bunch of good-for-nothings, I..."

  Everyone was startled by this sudden roar, seeing Wang Yang jumping there non-stop, and couldn't help but look at each other in confusion, not quite understanding.

  Wang Yingying saw this, picked up a dozen or so chestnuts in her small hands, ran to Wang Yang's face, stretched out and blinked at him, as if saying: "I'm not full, I still have some."

  Wang Yang wanted to cry but had no tears.

  Accidentally caught a cold, everyone be careful!