"A person who simply likes Zhaohui, as long as he has a normal mind, there is no need to kill people because she likes others." Qian'er analyzed carefully, "Unless Zhaohui likes the waiter, he can feel threats and shame, he can kill people in anger."

"How could it be?"

"This is very likely." Shui Yijun said.

He had a certain understanding of the Wu tribe. He knew that in order to ensure the purity of his bloodline, most of the Wu tribes were unwilling to intermarry with outsiders. In order to prevent young men and women from having a heart when they grew up, a custom gradually evolved.

Both men and women must be engaged within three years of birth.

Get married at the age of seventeen, and each woman has to have at least two children, so it is better to have girls.

Only with more women can more children be nurtured.

Such customs greatly guaranteed the inheritance of the Wu tribe, and allowed them to go through hundreds of years, and the number of tribe members did not decrease much.

After hearing Shui Yijun's explanation, the child shook his head: "I got engaged at the age of three, who knows what the other party will look like? The people of the Wu tribe are so miserable."

Shui Yijun and Qian'er both agreed with this.

It’s still necessary to be happy with each other when getting married.

Otherwise, how can you live your life if you meet day and night?

"So, Zhaohui also has a fiancé?" the child asked again.

"Yes." Qian'er replied, "Her fiancé is named Xiangqiulang."

Qian'er thought about it and felt something was wrong: "No, didn't you say before that Zhaohui wants to marry Xiaozhuang? What's the situation? Can the Wu tribe marry two husbands?"

"How is that possible?" Qian'er smiled, "Otherwise, why would you think Zhaohui was disliked and driven away by her tribe members? It is because of this that she met the waiter."

The child snorted: "According to me, the shameless person is the high priest Long Fei."

"Indeed." Qian'er Shen agreed.

The child looked at her: "This shameless old thing, but your future father-in-law."

Qian'er: "..."

Shui Yijun patted the child: "Don't joke about my sister like this. I'm serious. Judging from the current situation, Zhaohui's fiancé Xiangqiulang is the most suspicious. Don't you catch someone?"

"Must go!"

The child was holding a sword and disappeared like a whirlwind.

She caught someone casually and asked, and then easily found Xiangqiulang's home.

Unexpectedly, I was lost.

Xiangqiulang was not at home, and there was only an elderly grandmother and two young sisters at home. Xiangqiulang's parents all went to the mountains to make a living.

The two little girls had seen a child use his abilities to move the house. When they saw her coming to her house, they were both curious and scared, and hid at the door and dared not come out.

The old and young children in this family didn't want to scare them, so they restrained their fierce appearance and asked the old lady with the most amiable smile: "Old man, I have something to do with your eldest grandson. Do you know where he went?"

The old lady waved her hand: "I don't know, I don't know."

"You don't know where your grandson is?"

"I'm old, how can I care about the little kids?" The old lady sat at the door, leaning on a cane, looking at the sky, sighing, and muttering to herself, "I haven't left for many days, it's going to rain this day... Can the beans in the field be picked?"

Already completely immersed in my own world.

It seems that he is a little confused.
Chapter completed!