Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Wes Kirk shut his teeth together, hard. He turned his back on Ma Kirk and the five younger ones huddled around the box of heat-stones and went to the doorway, padding soft and tight with the anger in him. He shoved the curtain of little skins aside and crouched there with his the dim grey light into themselves, forcing line and shape out of guarding their sour white berries with thorns and sacs of poisoned dust that burst when touched. laid for the planting but did nothing about the tilling of them. And beyond the Engineers—the Officers. The baby cried. Ma Kirk shrilled at her son, and two of the younger ones fought over a bone with no meat on it, rolling and snapping on the Five, nearly six hands of them, with the Captain's metal-roofed place he said. "I would like to kill them all." "Yah!" cried a shrill voice over his shoulder. "All but the Captain's his arm and jerked the curtain down and shot away again, making two jumps over the brawling young ones and the box of heat-stones. yelled, "Ma!" The young ones stopped fighting, scuttling out of reach and watching to the heat and said wearily: "You men, always talking about killing! Haven't we enough trouble without that?" glowed in the feeble light. She said, "You men! He's no man, Ma. He's just a little boy who has to The young ones giggled, well out of reach. Lil's thin body was strung tight, quivering to move. "Besides," she demanded, "what have the Officers and the Engineers ever done to you that you should want to man! Now you stop it, both of you." "All right," said Kirk sullenly. He squatted down, holding his hands over the heat. His back twitched with the cold, but it was nice to have the door and back to her son. "Don't you say things like that, Wes! You don't know." "It's what everybody says. Why else would they guard the Ship the way they do? We can't even get near the outside of it." Lil tossed her head. "Well neither do they." And the Officers wouldn't do that. If they wanted us killed off they'd let the Piruts in on us, or the shags, and let 'em finish us quick. Freezing and starving would take too long. There'd be too many of us if we found out, or got mad." Kirk snorted. "You women know so much. If they let the shags or the Piruts in on us, how could they stop 'em before they killed everybody, They've kept us away from the Ship ever since the Crash , and nobody knows how long ago that was. They think they can go on doing it. They think we'd never suspect." Kirk looked at the thin fuzzy baby curled tight in the skins. "There aren't enough heat-stones to go around any more. Why should they let their young ones cry with the cold?" There was silence in the room again. Kirk felt it, thick and choky. Ma Kirk sucked in her breath. Her voice had no tone in it. "Your Pa went hunting that way." "Yeah," said Kirk. "I'll watch out for him." shapes of clay cooking pots, of low bed frames, of huddled bodies. The wind, stamping and shivering, their head-hair and scant fur clouts they were built a little taller and lighter, less bowed and bunchy in the shoulders, quicker on their feet. Kirk stepped behind Randl to shield him from the wind. His voice was groups of men began to run, off toward the west. The whisper of sound had grown louder in Kirk's ears. He could hear men yelling and the hut. Someone tall and slender and the color of the Sunstar from head to They were using shags again. They drove the lumbering beasts on into the hail of stones and thrown spears from the pillbox, keeping low behind them, and then climbing on the round hairy bodies. It took courage, because sometimes the shags turned and clawed the men who drove them, and sometimes the dead ones weren't quite dead and it was too bad for the man who climbed on them. on the plain, and Ma and Lil and the little ones, and the baby. You had to fight the Piruts, no matter what you thought about the Officers. You had to keep them from getting onto the plain. was signalling for double time. Kirk ran faster, his ears twitching furiously as they sifted the flying echoes into some kind of order. Pa hadn't been alone, of course. Frank and Russ went with him. The three of them would have sense enough to keep safe. Maybe they were in the pillbox. rusty metal things crouching behind them, but they weren't any good for fighting. A man needed shoulder room for spear and sling. the same as ours. Something holy in the Ship, sacred and tabu. Only difference is they want to get it for themselves, and we want to keep that stuff. We've let the Officers hoard heat and food so they can live no matter what happens to us. We're fools, Wes! A lot of bloody fools!" The Piruts began to slack off. Stones still whistled past Kirk's we're going to do." "Take it easy," he said softly. "I'll cover you." Randl whispered, "Wes. Wes!" He held up one thin hand. Kirk let his own "Kind of a pal of yours, wasn't he?" "He wasn't very strong. He needed someone to cover him." The Officer nodded. He seemed very tired, and he didn't look at Kirk. He hadn't, after the first glance. "Your father, and his two friends." Kirk shivered. The horny lids dropped over his eyes. "I wish I'd Something in the Officer's voice. He helped to lay his father down. He'd seen bodies before. He'd handled them, fighting on the pillbox walls. But never one he'd known so long, one he'd eaten and slept and wrestled with. The thick arm that hauled him out of bed this morning, the big hands that warmed the baby against own—from the front!" "I let them get as close as I dared," said the Officer tonelessly. "I father." "Three lives, against all those back on the plain. We held our fire understand! I had to do it." Kirk's spear made a flat clatter on the stone. He started forward. Men moved in and held him, without rancor, looking at their own feet. "Please try to understand," whispered the Officer. "I had to do it." Looking up, calling to the men they knew, asking for help and getting a spear through the heart. had been standing. There were six men holding him, three on each side. The Officer was gone. Kirk relaxed. He was shivering and covered with rime from body sweat. Somebody whistled. "Six men! Didn't know the kid had it in him." The Officer's voice said dully, "No discipline. Better take him home." Kirk tried to turn. The six men swung with him. Kirk said, "You better discipline me. You better kill me, because, if you don't, I'll kill you." "I don't blame you, boy. Go and rest. You'll understand." Pa, and the Ship with the heat-stones in it, and the Captain's yellow daughter getting fat and warm while my sisters freeze and go hungry. I'll understand, and I'll make everybody else understand, too!" The Officer's eyes held a quick fire. "Boy! Do you know what you're "You bet I know!" "That's mutiny. For God's sake, don't make things worse!" down. The Officer stepped back, looking as though he had a pain in him that he didn't want to show. He said quietly, but so that everyone could hear him, "Discipline, for not longer than it takes to clear the rock below." Two of the men nodded and took Kirk away down a flight of stone steps.

<question>:
What are the gender roles like in this community?

<options>:
A The women hunt and the men watch the children
B Men and women do an equal amount of raising the kids
C Women do a lot of the business on behalf of each family
D Men have to protect the group regularly

<answer>:

D