Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

Chapter 323 Little Tiger Woke Up Long Ago

Everyone was already eager to go home, but what the patriarch and the wise man did stimulated them even more.

In a short while, they ran under the city wall. The sharp-eyed clansmen had spotted them a long time ago, and they all called their friends to come over and wait in front of the city wall.

"I'm home."

"Did it go well this time?"

"Did you come back with something new?"

The clansmen surrounded the more than 20 people who had gone out, enthusiastically.

Because I don't know when they will come back, I didn't come out to greet them.

Here are the people who are in charge of building the wall today.

"Clan people, we brought a lot of good things back from the exchange meeting. Let's go back to the tribe first and put down all the work in hand. Today is a day off." Luo Yang sat on Feng Yi's back and raised his hand and said loudly.

"We listen to the wise man."

"Great, there are delicious food."

With the way out of the way of the flow of people, the team participating in the exchange meeting can finally enter the tribe.

Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief, it's really hard to be a leader.

All of them have no ambitions and don't want to be leaders. They have always guarded their own three-acre land and only want to keep their clan's secrets.

No one in the family is a high-ranking official, at most there are a few small officials and small businessmen, who will resign at about the same age.

There is no way, dare not have great ambitions, the examples of the predecessors are there, the higher you stand, the more forces from all sides will investigate, and the more likely their secrets will be exposed.

He still remembers that when he was a child, a reporter exposed that there were seven or eight elderly people in the village below their mountain, which attracted the attention of various media.

Those few old people are the elders of the clan, but they are not very old, and there are many people in the clan of one hundred and forty to fifty.

120 years old is nothing.

But the family members were still terrified, and the ancestors stayed in the deep mountains and dared not come out.

Fortunately, with the development of the Internet and the explosion of information in later generations, this matter only attracted exposure for a while, and was soon suppressed by other matters.

Luoyang recalled the past and couldn't help sighing.

In this animal world where the average age is 150 years old, his special physique seems to be nothing.

His Tang monk meat is more attractive.

The clansmen who went to the exchange meeting came back, and the whole tribe fell into a carnival. Daily programs and bonfire parties must be arranged.

But now the tribe's bonfire party is getting more and more lively, and it's no longer just single tribesmen dancing together.

It's the whole tribe going up together and singing and dancing.

This dance was taught by Luoyang, and it is the hand-waving dance of the Tujia people.

Luoyang thinks this dance is especially suitable for large-scale tribal activities, a dance that everyone can participate in.

The action is simple, the stepping point is also simple, and it is suitable for all ages.

Everyone can jump up and down around a fire hand in hand, how interesting it is for the whole tribe to revel together.

Isn't it more beautiful than watching their singles looking for a partner to dance?

Everyone participates, which can further enhance the feelings among the clansmen and deepen the cohesion of the tribe.

However, Luoyang and Feng Yi would not participate in this kind of event.

Luoyang likes to watch the fun, but doesn't like to join in the fun.

Maybe it has something to do with the family's environment since childhood. Their family has always had a reclusive and independent attitude.

Feng Yi is even worse, besides being gentle when facing Luoyang, he also laughs from time to time.

Facing most of the other people is a stinky face with no expression.

In such a joyful scene, the clansmen would only invite their patriarchs to go in and dance to ruin the atmosphere when they were out of their minds.

But no one came to bother them, and they were quite happy.

The bustling crowd seemed to be their background, and the dim yellow firelight was very warm.

It is also very fun for two people to feed each other.

Until, Luoyang fell asleep again relying on Feng Yi.

Feng Yi looked at his partner's sleeping face and sighed, and carefully hugged him horizontally.

He left this happy square alone, thinking in his heart that the little tiger was lost again.

Thinking of finally returning to the tribe and being able to do something she wanted to do, but her partner fell asleep again, Feng Yi felt bitter.

But he didn't say it.

So, the next morning, Luoyang was woken up by a kiss.

"Well, I didn't brush my teeth." Luo Yang vaguely felt that he was kissed by Feng Yi, and said in a soft voice.

"I've been waiting for a long time, you still haven't woken up, the little tiger has already woken up." Feng Yi briefly let go of Luoyang's lips.

The tips of their noses were still touching, Feng Yi spoke to Luo Yang very seriously, and then kissed again...

"Uh..." Luo Yang blushed, how could this guy still remember the little tiger? He just slipped his mouth once, and Feng Yi remembered it.