I Became The Chief of A Primitive Village

*Chirp chirp…*

*Croak croak…*

The sounds of insects and beasts was particularly loud at night. Yan Hua lay down on the fresh dry grass after changing it.

She blinked her red eyes, looking at the pitch-black wooden ceiling, and tentatively spoke, “Aunt Sha Hong, are you asleep?”

Sha Hong did not respond immediately. Her previously closed blue eyes slowly opened. She turned to face the cow horned girl and asked, “What’s wrong? Can’t sleep?”

After they came in and changed the dry grass, they had not spoken much. Both were just very quietly lying on the dry grass.

Sha Hong was reflecting on various aspects of the Tribe, so she inevitably had many thoughts.

Yan Hua was different. She was a bit shy because the short-haired woman had touched on her inner thoughts, so her little face was flushed red.

“Where did you go after leaving the Tribe? Were you doing alright?” Yan Hua asked.