I am a primitive

The older female primitives looked dumbfounded.

She pointed to the food in those bowls and looked at Mao, Mao nodded to her with a smile, then turned to look at Han Cheng who was sitting not too far away, Han Cheng also nodded to her with a smile.

Only then did she believe that what she understood not so long ago was true!

The older female primitives looked at the people of the Qingque tribe who were looking at them with kind smiles on their faces, and then looked at the rich food, but they still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food.

However, she didn't take people to eat directly, but untied a large package containing food from one end of the burden she carried, and pushed it to Mao.

Mao shook his head with a smile, and pushed it back.

The older female primitives disagreed, and stretched out their hands to push it to Mao.

At such a scene, the smiles on the faces of everyone in the Qingque Tribe were even stronger.

This is the most simple reciprocity.

When Han Cheng saw that the older female primitives were giving way, he asked Mao to accept the package, and then the older female primitives began to eat the Qingque tribe's New Year's Eve dinner that Han Cheng asked them to prepare for them.

Just after eating a little, the older female primitives couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.

They have never eaten such delicious food!

After just taking a bite, the older female primitive felt that what she had just given was too little.

How can such a delicious thing be exchanged for a package of food from one's own tribe?

So she stood up and unwrapped another package from the other end of the load, intending to send this package to the people of the Qingque tribe, which was originally used to exchange pottery and salt.

No matter what, Han Cheng didn't accept this package, instead, someone sent some food to them.

After the older female primitives ate food for a while, Han Cheng walked over with a wine jar smiling.

He poured wine for them himself, and Han Cheng drank one with them.

Seeing the way the older female primitives bared their teeth after drinking, everyone in the Qingque Tribe couldn't help but let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

Although some people don't quite understand why people in the mysterious and wealthy Qingque tribe like to drink this kind of drink. It doesn't taste good at all, but it seems that Dongxi is very precious in this tribe. The older female primitive They still laughed along with them.

After a while like this, some of the older female primitives slowly began to appreciate the wonderful taste of this kind of thing...

After some enjoyable time passed, the delicious food was eaten by everyone.

Just when the older female primitives felt that today's matter was over, everyone in the Qingque tribe made a new move.

Piles of bonfires were lit, and everyone jumped up and down happily around the fire...

This year has been relatively hasty, and no bamboo was found near Jinguan City, so no firecrackers were burned tonight, but everyone still had a very happy time.

There are many reasons for this because the older female primitives joined them.

Seeing their surprised and helpless appearance when they heard the sound of gongs and drums, watching them imitate the people of their own tribe under the guidance of their own tribe and others, they seem to be very unfamiliar. Body, everyone in the Qingque Tribe feels very happy for no reason...

But the only regrettable thing is that on the first New Year's Eve spent here in Jinguan City, there was no snow.

A bonfire was lit here in Jinguan City, and when the gongs and drums were sounded, a bigger bonfire was also lit at the Qingque master tribe far away from here.

More people gathered together, jumping and jumping, spending this joyful time together.

In the Tongshan residential area, Shang, who drank a lot, with a red face, beat the drum in front of him vigorously, so as to make the lively atmosphere more enthusiastic.

The blazing bonfire tore apart the night sky and illuminated a large area.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can see that there are three places with bonfires lit at the same time in the vast darkness.

If Junior Brother Sha and others in the Qinling Division did not return to the main tribe from there after the snow fell, there would be four such points.

Dots of fire flicker in the dark like stars in the night sky.

Perhaps many, many years later, at times like these, many more places will light up together.

Those many fires connected together will be as bright as the stars in the sky...

"Xin Lianhao~"

After spending a New Year's Eve with the Qingque tribe living in Jinguan City, the older female primitives also know that the reason why the Qingque tribe is so happy is because it is an extremely important thing for them. festival.

The older female primitive people don't quite understand what a festival is, but they also have a vague understanding of it after going through yesterday's carnival together.

Although they still don't quite understand this festival called "Nian" by the people of the Qingque tribe, but this does not prevent them from liking this happy day at all, and dreaming that if their tribe can also be like Qingque Like the people of the Sparrow Tribe, how wonderful it would be to celebrate this festival called 'Nian'.

Looking at the well-dressed Qingque Tribe people who were smiling and saying the same sentence, the older female primitives couldn't help imitating the Qingque Tribe people, saying this sentence very bluntly. The language of the Qingque Tribe...

The older female primitives left reluctantly with some pottery and salt in exchange, and Qingque 12 years with them.

With the departure of the older female primitives, Qingque 13 years also came quietly.

There was no snow here in Jinguancheng, so after a five-day break after the new year, the people in Jinguancheng, led by Han Cheng, came to the field again with tools and continued to open up wasteland with tools.

At the same time, in an unknown place, a group of people also set off from the tribe with things...

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What Han Cheng thought before was not wrong at all. There are tall mountains blocking each other, and the temperature in Jinguan City is much higher than that of the main tribe of Qingque. can easily come out.

Until now, there have only been two snowfalls here.

And the snow is not too big, only a thin layer, and it will be completely melted soon.

After spending a winter here in person, Han Cheng was finally completely relieved.

Time passed quietly, and during the work of everyone in the Qingque Tribe, the temperature began to rise slowly without knowing when.

People haven't felt anything yet, but the growing plants have already sensed the breath of spring hidden in the cold.

Use your feet to separate a piece of dry grass, the roots of the grass are already a little green.

Han Cheng stretched his arms vigorously a few times to cheer himself up.

Spring is here, and the next rice planting is getting closer and closer. I and others must speed up the speed of cleaning up the rice fields...

A group of people walked among the grass and trees. On the way, some people bent down and picked some flowers that were rarely seen in this season and put them in their hair to make themselves look more beautiful.

Everyone has the love of beauty, from ancient times to the future.

It's just that people later made it more exaggerated.