I am a primitive

Yuan knew all these things.

This is what the Son of God taught them.

Up to now, it has become the most common recognition of the Qingque tribe.

Madoka asked Shenzi more than once why they were divided in this way.

Shenzi often just talked to her a little bit, and didn't go deeper.

What I talk about the most is to smile and let myself explore again, find out the reason, and explain why this day is divided like this.

Yuan also thought about and observed this matter for a long time, and now, he only has a little clue...

Yuanyuan looked at Wu who was still sleeping soundly under this movement, and Wu who was sleeping on his side, and his little daughter who was also sleeping soundly in his arms, stood up from the side of the bed, He appeared to be more cautious and came to the window.

Carefully pushed the closed window open a crack with his hands.

Look outside through this gap.

I was seeing a few energetic children who hadn't fallen asleep until now, and each of them ran past his window with a red lantern illuminated by the fire in his hand.

Run to the place where the gongs and drums are noisy.

Leave the laughter all the way.

Listening to such a lively and jubilant sound, looking at this joyful scene, and the red half of the courtyard illuminated by the red flames, the rounder face was suddenly filled with smiles... …

Amidst the loud gongs and drums, the cracking of firecrackers, the children running with lanterns, the round smiles, the drunken witch's snoring and dreaming, Qingque's 16-year-old It ended like this, ushered in a brand new 17 years of Qingque.

The Qingque Tribe, whose population has exceeded the [-] mark, will forge ahead in the new year and usher in more stories belonging to them...

Time passed little by little, and the sun, which moved to the southernmost point, began to slowly move from south to north.

As it moved, the temperature began to rise slowly.

In the past, the snow that had piled up on the ground without stopping one after another, which seemed to never melt, also began to melt gradually.

The grass roots turn green, and green emerges from the withered yellow.

The bone-piercing cold wind has warmed up unconsciously, and it doesn't feel cold on the face.

And has the ability to mobilize some restless factors in people and all things.

The spring of Qingque 17 has come, and it is the mating season for animals.

The increasing number of cats in the tribe yelled all night and all night, their voices were ugly, and they were extraordinarily noisy.

People who have been disturbed and those who are sleeping want to go out and catch them, and then give them a good meal to make them make less noise.

In this season of exuberant vitality and the sprouting of all things, it is not only the people in the Qingque tribe, but also the cats that make a lot of noise, being blown by the spring breeze.

The deer in the tribe are no exception.

Under the sultry spring breeze, many of the young female deer in the tribe have entered the estrus successively during this period.

It is said that animals in estrus will secrete some unique smells to show the males that they are already a cabbage that can be picked and can be arched hard.

The fertile land has become fertile and juicy, ready to welcome and nurture the seeds, and be able to reproduce well for the next generation.

Of course, Han Cheng couldn't smell this kind of smell that was said to be very special and contained a lot of information.

He could tell, though, in the restless bucks of the tribe.

Uncle Lu is also an out-and-out male deer.

Moreover, it is the oldest male deer among the tribe's deer herd.

The male deer that looked extremely wretched and strong back then has now become a veritable uncle deer.

Over the years, Uncle Lu has experienced this incident more than the rest of the deer in the tribe.

It can be described as extremely rich experience!

It doesn't need to smell it carefully at all, it can smell the familiar and deer-attracting smell permeating in the spring breeze.

Although Uncle Lu is old, he is still an out-and-out male deer, and he is still in the stage of being old and not old.

Looking at the little does exuding the smell of luring deer and looking like they are wanton and pitiful, Uncle Lu also became restless.

It came in front of a doe, turned its head around, and put its mouth behind the doe.

He sniffed with his nose, then turned his upper mouth, stretched his neck, exposing his big teeth, looking very obscene.

After making such an action, this guy stood up very skillfully, facing the fertile field in front of him, he began to work hard and sow the seeds of hope.

Uncle Lu is a very hardworking deer. Although he has worked hard for most of his life and is old now, he is still very diligent and tireless in farming.

After plowing a good field, it came to the edge of another good field. Through its own very professional means, it carried out some appraisal and confirmed that this good field is indeed a good field that can be sown. After that, a very skilled person stood up again.

Using its posture that has been used for a lifetime without changing, it continued to start a new round of sowing.

Han Cheng squatted on the side, watching such a scene, with a smile on his face, very happy.

Of course, Dashenzi Han didn't have any other special hobbies.

Over the years, he has already become a good farmer.

Being able to sow seeds in a variety of ways, he naturally wouldn't have much interest in what a guy like Uncle Lu, who only knows one way, would do.

The reason why he looks so happy here is because Uncle Lu's performance shows that this guy is still relatively strong and has not aged to a certain extent.

You can also accompany him for a longer time, go on.

As people grow older, people tend to become more and more nostalgic.

Especially when facing those who have been with me for a long time, or some other things.

"YoYo!"

"YoYo!"

Uncle Lu is a very hospitable and generous host.

When you have something good, you want to share it.

After plowing two fertile fields in a row, he turned his head and saw the two-legged beast, still squatting here looking at himself, and this large number of young doe, he became a fine uncle deer, probably trying to understand something.

So he turned his head and called out to Han Cheng, inviting this two-legged beast who had been with him for a long time to work together, instead of squatting there and watching.