I Really Didn’t Want to Become a System

After the mud embryos were set, the sky was almost dark. Chen Chao asked the construction team to go back to the cave to rest and wait for the meal. He went back to the house and checked the homework of the full-time class by the last daylight.

First, I checked everyone's homework. The shaman's is the best, and the yuan's is medium. The little kids are all good at language learning, and basically they can use it freely after repeating it a few times.

But this word...

It's a bit hard to explain...

The main reason is that they don't know why they want to learn this, and what is the use if they learn it. It's not like witchcraft is immediately useful, and they know why they learn it.

Chen Chao looked at these crooked, self-styled characters, um, how can someone make characters out of thin air?

How did this simplified Chinese character for ‘walk’ become a painting? Are you almost flying as you walk?

He pointed to the sandbox table where the characters were made out of thin air and asked, "Who wrote this?"

Wu coughed twice, "Ahem... Huang... inflammation..."

Huang Yan next to him first looked at Wu, and then at Chen Chao's. Before everyone was paying attention, he quietly put his hands behind him.

But how could he escape Chen Chao’s eyes? He walked behind the crowd and saw Huang Yan holding a few chestnuts in his palm. It should have been when he was busy just now when a little old man was from where he was preparing to cook. The old attendant took it over.

Chen Chao looked at Huang Yan's homework assignments. Not only did he make characters out of thin air, they were crooked and messy. He felt that he was out of breath and asked sharply, "Huang Yan, how did you write your characters like this?"

"Ah? Isn't it right?" Huang Yan shook the chestnut in his palm, a little confused, didn't he write it all? Although it looks a little different in some places, it is indeed finished.

"Look, do these words of you resemble what other classmates wrote?" Chen Chao asked patiently.

The result was an extremely affirmative answer, "Like!"

Chen Chao...

After a quick instruction, what was rewarded was Huang Yan's few perfunctory sounds, and finally Chen Chao issued an ultimatum, "Huang Yan didn't have any grilled fish today."

After deciding the fate of Huang Yan's food tonight, Chen Xinchao looked at a little old man with horns on his back, and he knew a few chestnuts in his palm.

Hey, I didn't learn how well I learned, but the matter of eating snacks in the classroom is no longer a teacher, and the squad leader is the first to take the lead.

Chen Chao didn't expose the old and young on the spot, but went back to the sand table. He didn't look closely just now, and this time he found a homework second only to Yuan.

Although it is still a bit crooked, I can see that I have written very seriously. He pointed to the assignment and asked, "Who wrote this."

Wu Kan didn't find out about eating chestnuts just now, and he replied with a sigh of relief, "It's...little stone."

When the little stone next to him heard someone calling his name, he quickly yelled "Ah..."

His attention just now was all on the chestnuts in the hands of the little old man and Huang Yan, and his saliva was about to flow out. When I heard someone call my name, I thought it was the same as before and it was time to eat.

Without looking around, he quickly jumped out of the fire pit, and rushed outside.

As a result, Chen Chao grabbed the animal skin clothes on his body and pulled it back onto the kang with one hand.

It is reasonable for the little stone to write well, because this product can't bear the punishment of halving food. Words are like pictures of cats and tigers, just writing and copying carefully.

But this kid couldn't learn the language well, and he was always reluctant to speak with his mouth open, and was timid about everything except eating. It is estimated that he also knows that he is not as good as other people in language learning, so he wants to get back the game by writing to avoid food being deprived.

A few months after Little Stone came to the tribe, his yellowish and thin face was obviously much better. Although he didn't have the sturdy feeling of Huang Yan, he could clearly see some flesh on his face.

But the problem of eating wildly at the time of the meal has not been corrected. It may be that I was hungry and afraid before and regarded each meal as the last meal. If you don't control it, this kid can hold himself alive.

Chen Chao didn't care about him for a few days, and found that this kid was lying on the ground moaning (sensitive word) every time after eating. He went to look at it and found that he had eaten enough food for two adults.

I don't know who or where he got the food from. It is estimated that he ate a bite of fish here and two bites of meat there. When everyone saw that he was so thin, they would also distressedly divide a bite or two of food for him.

Chen Chao walked back and forth helplessly. He looked at the little boys and old men sitting on the fire pit and waved his hand, "Today, add two grilled fish to the little stone! Huang Yan did not grill any fish today. Eat, I have to make up two homework tomorrow afternoon. get out of class ends!"

Everyone ran out excitedly when they heard the word'end of get out of class'. They had already smelled the aroma of pork stewed chestnuts, the burnt aroma of grilled fish, and the roast that the three leaders of the tribe enjoyed. The fat smell from pork.

And Chen Chao leaned on the door frame and looked at these little kids who are doing bird and beast dispersal. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

He somewhat wondered if he had taught how to write too early. It was difficult to drive some of the native kids in the tribe by the temptation of food alone.

As soon as they were punished with food, their mother turned around and saved some of her share for them to eat.

And the most important thing is that I can't prove that learning words is a very useful thing. Sorcery can be used after learning, but how do you convince them to learn words?

After all, in the previous world, there are endless picture books, and children can get in touch with the larger world by learning words.

And in the hearts of the little kids here, it is estimated that as long as the entire tribe has a witchcraft writing, it can record every major event, isn't it all right? Why should we learn what witch has to learn?

And when we grow up, we don’t become witches. When we grow up, we need to join the hunting team/to make pottery/to fish/to have a stone axe...

But as a modern person, Chen Chao fully understands the importance of words. Language has time and geographical limitations, while text does not, but are these useful to those little kids? !

Hiccups, but if you are replaced by modern little kids, you probably don’t know what you are studying for when you don’t forcibly instill certain concepts...

However, it may also be based on the general environment they are in, based on the fact that all people know how to do so, so they never reject the word recognition.

But it’s difficult for the little kid on the Tianyuan tribe~~

The moon climbed onto the branch, and it didn't snow today, but the Tianyuan tribe still chose to have dinner in the cave.

The members of the tribe, from young adults to children, lined up one by one, holding their pottery bowls to receive today's food from the witches. It's winter, and it can no longer be distributed in small groups as before. At that time, food was easier to obtain, but in winter, it was eating and storing food.

Therefore, the members of the hunting team also changed from three meals a day to two meals a day. Although other people also had two meals a day, they received less food.

For example, the hunting team can get three bowls of broth and two grilled fish per person, the gathering team can only get three bowls of broth and one grilled fish, and so on.

When the little kids were assigned, Chen Chao whispered a few words in the ear of the little old man with the horns, and the little old man happily handed him the right to allocate.

Seeing Huang Yan holding up his pottery bowl and happily waiting for tonight's food, I knew at a glance that Chen Chao's punishment today was not taken seriously.

When he saw that he had only a poor bowl of soup, he turned his head and looked at the friends around him, his mouth began to flatten slowly.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Chao, who was distributing food pitifully, only to see his little stone with two grilled fishes in his hands, and then beckoned him to pass.

Although Huang Yan was wronged, he still walked to Chen Chao's side. He didn't know at all, why he missed a grilled fish today.

Chen Chao touched the stunned Huang Yan, and asked earnestly, "Do you know why you didn't have grilled fish today?"

Huang Yan shook his head.

Chen Chao? ? ?

Chen Chao...

When you are over from school this afternoon, did you feel lonely?