The two of them were speechless, not knowing whether to feel lucky or unlucky. These primitive people with bird feathers really didn't treat them as outsiders...

Shen Lan idly spun the animal skin skirt that Xia Chuan had covered his face with on his fingertips, while striding with his long legs behind Xia Chuan, walking together towards the room where Laura lived.

Just as Laura had said, that small house was indeed located right in the middle, showing the highest level of shelter these primitive yet not barbaric people provided to their injured guests.

From a distance, the door of that house looked a bit short. When Xia Chuan and Shen Lan got close, they realized it was really not just a little bit short. Both of them had to bend over to enter, and be careful not to hit their heads. It wasn't that they were afraid of bumping their heads, but rather they feared knocking down the roof that didn't look very sturdy...

Shen Lan had poor eyesight, but he still walked to the front when entering the door.

Inside the house, there were no windows, only one door and two holes... smaller than dog holes, with no place for light to shine through. His tall figure blocked the doorway, cutting off the little bit of light that was already scarce, making it impossible to see the contours of the terrain underfoot.

"Be careful of the steps--" Laura, who was at the back, spoke a little too slowly. As her voice fell, Shen Lan had already stepped out and stepped on air.

He let out a frustrated "tsk", and as his body sank heavily with his step, he subconsciously reached back and grabbed something for leverage, ending up grabbing Xia Chuan's thigh.

The corner of Xia Chuan's mouth twitched. With a blank expression, he grabbed Shen Lan's clawing hand, steadying his staggering figure, then followed down the three steps and walked into the house with Shen Lan.

Laura followed with an apologetic look on her face and explained, "The houses here are like this, half above ground and half underground. You have to go down steps to enter. I also stepped on air twice on the day I first arrived, not being used to it."

Shen Lan frowned and mumbled, "Is this a house for people to live in or a trap to trick people?"

Xia Chuan glanced at him coldly and said indifferently, "Those with brains generally don't get tricked."

Shen Lan: "..."

Laura: "..."

This cold-spoken ancestor was obviously also not very good at speaking human language. After saying these sarcastic words, he realized that the innocent Laura had also been hit, and suddenly felt a little awkward. Then he discovered that since meeting Shen Lan, the number of times he felt awkward had increased in a straight line.

Although this house was made like a trap, its internal structure was very simple. Apart from the steps leading to the door, there was nothing else complicated. There was only a circular pit dug in the center of the ground, with a small pile of thick and thin branches piled up in the pit, apparently a place for burning fires. Opposite the steps, there was a platform less than 30 centimeters high, built with soil and fixed with gravel at the edges.

The soil surface of the high platform was compressed tightly and smoothly, with an animal skin spread on top. Laura's son Allen was sleeping on it.

"Your room is probably similar to this. This is where the fire pit is, and this raised part is the bed." Laura gave a brief introduction, then sat down on the edge of the bed, raised her hand and gently stroked Allen's soft bangs on his forehead, and said to the little guy in a low voice, "Allen, look who's here!"

Xia Chuan lowered his voice and said, "Don't wake him if he's not awake."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little guy lying on the bed had already sat up softly from the bed. Laura waved her hand beside him and said, "He's not asleep, he's been awake."

"Not asleep?" Xia Chuan glanced at her, his gaze falling back on Allen, and said, "If you're not asleep, why are you lying down? It's a bit stuffy here, maybe it would be better to go out and get some fresh air."

He had always been a bit cold, and when he spoke, there was no obvious expression on his face, seemingly without any emotion, but at this time, Xia Chuan, who lowered his voice to say such words, seemed to have a rare gentleness.

Of course, it could also be due to the dim light in the room...

Regardless of the reason, Allen had already had this illusion. After sitting on the bed in silence for a few seconds, he suddenly pursed his lips, stretched out his two arms, hugged Xia Chuan's waist who was standing in front of the bed, and cried out.

Xia Chuan and Shen Lan looked at each other, not knowing what was going on for a while. He certainly wouldn't be conceited enough to think that Allen was crying and hugging him like this because he missed him, after all, he didn't have much contact with Allen.

Laura explained in a low voice beside him, "Because of that dinosaur, he's been talking about it since he woke up, for a day and a night."

Perhaps hearing her words, Allen let out an "ow" and cried even more sadly.

Xia Chuan's body was stiff, completely inexperienced in comforting children. His eyes met Shen Lan's for several seconds before he tried to raise his hand, somewhat clumsily landing it on the back of Allen's head, gently patting it twice, and said, "It stayed in the place where it lived."

"Is it dead?" Allen asked through tears.

"I don't know." Xia Chuan answered very honestly.

Instead, Shen Lan chimed in, "That wave was indeed scary, but it might not be able to drown it immediately. Don't underestimate the vitality of any creature."

Allen's crying finally subsided a little. He sobbed for a long time and asked again, "Will it die in the future then?"

"Yes." Xia Chuan was still very honest in his answer.

Allen: "..."

"We all will, it's just a matter of time. But before that, there's nothing to worry about." Xia Chuan rarely added a long sentence.

These words were actually said without any processing, let alone having any comforting effect. But Allen didn't know what he thought of from this, and actually slowly calmed down, sniffling much less frequently. After a long time, he raised his face from Xia Chuan's waist, wiped the remaining tears with the back of his hand, and then mumbled with some grievance, "But I haven't said goodbye to it yet."

"There will be a chance." Xia Chuan replied.

Although he didn't know which day it would be, but there would always be a chance...

Given that Xia Chuan and Shen Lan really didn't know how to chat with children, and they were also very self-aware, they only stayed in Laura's house for a while before leaving.

"You're really out of luck, coming at sunset and missing the meal time. They only eat two meals a day and won't eat anything after sunset." Laura looked around the room and said, "Are you hungry? Unfortunately, I don't have any food stored here--"

Before she could finish, Xia Chuan interrupted her, waving his hand. "Not hungry, we're leaving."

"Your room seems to have been empty for quite a while, so you may not have dry twigs. If you don't, come find me and I'll share half of mine with you," Laura added with concern.

This time it was Shen Lan's turn to wave his hand. "Who needs a bonfire! It's so dry it's killing me..."

He really hated these things that roasted people until they were dry and hot, and Xia Chuan also took his feelings into consideration, with no intention of starting a fire in the room. Besides, judging from the past hundred days, the temperature wasn't very low. It was indeed a bit chilly with wet bodies, but it got much better once the clothes were dry.

Who knew that when night fell, they would be a bit dumbfounded...