noffsinger Chapter 268 I Became a Goddess in Africa (Part 2)
Chapter 268 I Became a Goddess in Africa (Part 2)
"Waqing, dinner's ready."
Qingmo's mother was the chief's fifth wife. The chief usually ate with his first wife, while the other wives ate separately.
Here, people basically spread out animal hides in front of their houses, sit on the ground, and start eating. Chopsticks? What do they need chopsticks for? Their hides are thick, so they just eat with their hands.
When Qingmo saw her mother bring out a pot of pig feed in a basin, she almost vomited. She waved her hand and ran away.
"Mom, I'm not hungry, you eat."
Her mother glanced at her, hugged her younger brother, ignored her, and continued eating.
What did we eat? It was just a pot of meat stewed with some kind of animal offal, nothing but salt.
Sometimes when there's no salt, we cut off our hair and put it in the stew, because the hair contains sweat, which is salty, and adding it in helps with seasoning.
At once…
This is unbearable! It's a terrible situation.
I walked to a deserted place, looked at the bright sun in the sky, and was surrounded by desolation, with only bushes and baobab trees.
Qingmo is a tiny little dumpling; if you stand inside, you can't even see the top of your head.
"Bah bah bah."
Who understands? You're afraid to breathe in a mosquito, and there are stinky flies and mosquitoes everywhere, along with animal feces.
Life is hard, Milk Foam sighs; the suffering of humanity has finally come to her.
"Waqing, Waqing, we're home."
Qingmo was holding a baby bottle, legs crossed, lying on the recliner in the space, when she heard someone calling her, so she had to come out.
Well... it was already dark, and her mother was holding a torch, standing in the distance calling to her. Looking from afar, all you could see was a torch standing in the air. It was really something.
"Mom, Mom, I'm here."
As she spoke, she ran over with her little legs. When her mother saw her, she was relieved and tried to take her little hand, but Qingmo dodged her. Her mother didn't say anything and just walked ahead on her own.
Back home, Qingmo was in a real bind. To sleep, they would just lay dry grass and animal hides on the floor, and that would be their bed.
It's such a tiny place, yet two people have to squeeze together. It's not even as spacious as the pigsty in our village.
"Waqing, time for bed." She reached out to hug Qingmo, since even a child her age still slept in her mother's arms.
Ignoring Qingmo's struggles, she simply held her in her arms and pressed her down to sleep, her lips resting securely on the top of Qingmo's head.
I've been saying this for a long time, don't you even take this off when you sleep?
What, is her head a plate?
"Hush...shhh..."
Soon, her mother's snoring could be heard; she had fallen asleep the moment she lay down. Qingmo quickly crawled out of her arms.
God knows, she simply dared not breathe. Not to mention she only took a bath once a year, even her breath smelled terrible.
Stinky baby, stinky baby, these must all be netizens' stinky babies, right?
She crawled out of the house, found a spot, and went into her spatial dimension to sleep, deciding to deal with things tomorrow.
The next morning, Qingmo came out of the space and found that the tribe was already lively.
The men prepared to go hunting, while the women were busy gathering wild fruits and the like.
When she got home, her mother, without saying a word, picked up a small tree branch and prepared to whip her. Heaven knows how anxious she was when she woke up and didn't see her child.
"Ah, help me, Mom, don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm going out to play."
The two of them circled the house, one running and the other chasing. No wonder Blackie had such good stamina; he didn't even pant after chasing for half an hour.
"Fifth brother, stop fighting, let's go pick some fruit."
The chief's second wife, who was Qingmo's second mother, stopped her mother in time and asked her to go out to work together.
"Alright, alright, it's okay for the kid to be a little naughty," the second aunt said with a smile.
"Hmph, brat, always running around, you can't see him all day long. If it gets dark, you won't be able to find him. He might be carried off by a wild animal without you even knowing. He has to be punished."
The mother was furious. She only had this one child, and although it was a girl, she still gave birth to her. It would be a lie to say she didn't care.
The other concubines each had several children, so it's easy for them to talk without any real experience.
In the end, the mother was pulled away by several women, who reminded her, "Don't wander off, stay home."
Qingmo obediently nodded. After she left, she rolled her dark eyes and began to think about what to do: should she run away? Or should she run away?
I definitely have to run away, but since I've come all this way, it wouldn't be right not to do something.
Looking around at the busy, dark-skinned women, with their large mouths on their heads, they started working before dawn, while what about the men?
Unless they were out hunting, they would lie calmly on their animal skins, waiting for the women to serve them.
They would gather together, dance and chat, and life couldn't be more comfortable.
Frowning, Qingmo dashed off to find her chieftain father.
I ran to my aunt's house. She was massaging my father. When she saw me, she grinned and smiled gently.
"Oh, Waqing is here. Are you here to play with your older sisters? They're over there, come over here."
As she spoke, the woman pointed to several children rolling on the ground not far away.
Qingmo didn't reply, staring intently at her father, and suddenly said, "Father, I want to be the chief, you should retire."
Ok?
The innocent voice of a child came from her mouth, and the middle-aged woman stopped what she was doing in astonishment and quickly prostrated herself on the ground.
"Chief, please calm down. Children speak without thinking. It must be that the fifth son did not teach him well. Please do not be angry."
In a tribe, the chief is like an emperor of a country, wielding considerable power. He has the authority to punish anyone, and for those who disobey, he has the power to expel them from the tribe or even execute them.
The chief didn't speak, but just looked at the child, then waved his hand, signaling for his first wife to take her away.
The old woman tried to pull Bie Qingmo away, but she still wouldn't leave, stubbornly repeating, "Please abdicate, Father. I am a goddess bestowed by the heavens, and I will lead the Lip Plate Clan to a better future."
As she spoke, a flame suddenly appeared in her palm. Although it was daytime, the flame was exceptionally bright, reflecting off her dark face and making her look particularly eerie.
Startled by the sudden appearance of fire, the woman quickly took a few steps back, muttering, "A goddess has descended to earth, a goddess has descended to earth."
They knelt on the ground in devout worship, not daring to raise their heads, for fear of blaspheming the gods.
The chief was also surprised by this scene and jumped up in a flash.
He circled the flame in Qingmo's hand, looking at it again and again, muttering something under his breath, before running away.
They ran away?
Did they just jump and skip away like that?
Fucking ah?
Leaving behind a bewildered Qingmo and his first wife, who was muttering "goddess" to herself, she just ran away?