"He is my son. Whoever dares to hurt him will kill you!"

The roaring sound echoed in everyone's ears.

When Li Gaolou heard this sentence, his heart suddenly trembled.

He finally understood why the old man went to the river to save him regardless of everything, because she thought he was her son.

He understood everything.

Li Gaolou heard the whole process of the old man arguing with these barbarians and then the conflict.

After all, language has never been an obstacle to him. Perhaps many people will never understand the language of the barbarians, but Li Gaolou can do it.

That's why he heard every word from the old man.

She told the rest of the tribe that she was her son and that she had retrieved her son.

That's why she was so happy all the way along the way.

However, the leader of the tribe, the strong man named Yuntu, told her that her son was dead and that Li Gaolou was not her son at all.

Then, the rest of the tribe said the same thing to her.

This was a really indescribable blow to the old man, and then there was a conflict and the sentence just now.

It is precisely because of this that Li Gaolou's heart is very complicated.

He knew that if the old man had not protected him, he would have been killed now.

However, he really couldn't bear to deceive the old man.

This deception made him feel guilty.

And the atmosphere between the crowd became dull.

Everyone in the tribe was looking at Li Gaolou and the old man.

"Grandma, he is not your son, he is a foreigner, you've made a mistake!"

Yuntu broke this silence again. As the leader of the entire tribe, he had to figure out this matter clearly.

At the same time, he was also worried that the grandma would be deceived by this foreigner.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the grandma started roaring again.

"He is my son. I will not admit my own son wrong. I don't need your mercy. I will take care of him and I don't need you!"

It is obvious that the previous conflict with the tribe tribe made the grandma angry, so she said such words.

The others were very helpless.

Especially in Yuntu, Li Gaolou could feel that he was very respectful to his grandma.

It is precisely this kind of respect that allows Li Gaolou to continue to live.

"Okay, since you like to take care of him, then hand him over to you, but we won't be responsible for the food."

Taking a deep breath, Yuntu made the decision.

Some tribe members were not very satisfied with his decision. After all, no matter how you look at Li Gaolou, you can confirm that he is a foreign tribe. It would be a big threat to continue to stay in the tribe.

Therefore, it was not very wise for Yuntu to agree to the grandma keep Li Gaolou.

But in the end, no one talked about it again, and they all returned to the tribe one by one.

On the cold snow, Li Gaolou and Grandma were left again.

Looking at Li Gaolou again, the grandma smiled.

"Proud Mingta, my mother knows you will be back, I will take care of you!"

It's very simple, but it carries probably the warmest power in the world.

Li Gaolou immediately learned that the old man’s son was named Mingta, but the same feeling of guilt became deeper.

He was silent, not knowing how to face those eyes.

The tribe at night was very quiet. Li Gaolou in the tent could feel that the grandmother wrapped several animal skins around Li Gaolou.

But she herself is much thinner.

At the same time, another man boiled water for Li Gaolou and cooked a little hard fish.

These details gave Li Gaolou a better understanding of the barbarians.

They are not rumored by the outside world like barbarians, but because of their bitter and cold conditions, they live in the simplest way.

"Mingta, drink some water."

"Mingta, eat."

"Mingta, do you still remember what I told you? To be brave and strong, you must be the strongest warrior in our tribe!"

...

One night, Li Gaolou heard the grandmother constantly mention the name Mingta, and also felt the warmth that should belong to Mingta.

And this night, when you think about it many years later, it will make his heart extremely complicated.

Because except for the grandma herself, everyone knows that she is not Mingta, nor the upright son in her mind.

"Mingta, I have invited Dr. Bra, who can treat you."

And at dawn, with the grandma's voice sounding, Li Gaolou saw an old man walking in.

The old man's face was calm. When he saw Li Gaolou, he did not have the disgust of other tribesmen, but he could not say he liked it.

That's true, so Li Gaolou could guess what kind of efforts the grandma had made to invite him here to see a doctor for him.

Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, the grandma turned around and left, and only two people were left in the tent, Li Gaolou and this Dr. Bra.

"You know, Mingta is dead."

Suddenly, Dr. Bra spoke out and looked at Li Gaolou.

His words made Li Gaolou stunned for a moment.

Because Bra speaks English.

It was a very strange feeling. Originally, Li Gaolou felt that it was a completely deserted place with a one-punch barbarian living, but now suddenly someone came out and could speak English. This is indeed very strange.

"Don't be surprised, I've seen many Nordic caravans and traded with them, so of course I speak English."

It seemed that Li Gaolou had a little unexpected reaction, and then Dr. Bra said.

After explaining this simple sentence, his face became serious again and his eyes were fixed on Li Gaolou.

"Why are you pretending to be Mingta and what exactly do you want to do?"

It can be guessed that such a person who can communicate with the Nordic caravan must be a very prestigious person in the tribe.

Then, he questioned Li Gaolou like this at this time, which must be for the safety of the entire tribe, so Li Gaolou is understandable.

Thinking of this, he slowly spoke.

"sorry."

If you say too much, you can't express your mood at this moment.

Therefore, these three words are probably the most sincere.

Similarly, it was also because of Li Gaolou's words that Bula was stunned for a moment.

Because what Xiao Li said was the language of the barbarians.

This made Bra's expression ease.

Afterwards, Li Gaolou briefly introduced his experience, but he hid some things between him and Xue Chen and Yan Jian, saying that he was here to do business, but accidentally fell off the cliff.

After listening, although Bra was still a little confused, he didn't say much.

"If you all think I have a purpose to get close to my grandma, I will leave in two days."

Afterwards, Li Gaolou continued.

He said this sentence very seriously.

The grandma was so sincere to herself, and Li Gaolou was indeed full of guilt.

So, he also predicted that he would be able to walk in two days and leave directly when the time comes.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Brah on the opposite side shook his head.

"You can't leave!"

This sentence made Li Gaolou stunned again, and his expression became solemn.

It seems that people have other ideas about themselves.

"Do you know how the grandma's son Mingta died?"

However, Bra's appearance has not changed much, but instead asked this question.

Subconsciously, Li Gaolou shook his head.
To be continued...