I am a primitive

Now, the things I see in front of my eyes are very similar to the image of the wheat described by the Son of God.

Moreover, these people came from the extremely distant west, which is more in line with Maizi's conditions.

This is wheat!

The Son of God was thinking about Maizi for who knows how long! !

I heard from Shenzi that as long as there is wheat in the tribe, Shenzi will be able to double the diet in the tribe on the current basis!

Can develop a lot of delicious food!

As long as they thought of what Shenzi had said, Han Youliang and the others would want to pick up the wheat in front of them and kiss them fiercely.

Seeing the reaction of Han Youliang and the others, the people of the Guhe Tribe were a little puzzled for a while.

I don't know why these seemingly wealthy people have a soft spot for this small fruit carried by themselves and others.

This kind of small fruit is not an ideal food.

There is no other way to eat it other than cooking it vigorously in a clay pot.

It's always hard to eat...

However, the doubts of the people of the Guhe Tribe quickly disappeared.

It wasn't because Han Youliang and the others explained the importance of wheat to them, but because the person who originally belonged to the Hill Tribe Alliance saw the green sparrow flag planted in the wintering place of Qidianer's residential area!

This flag left an impression on him at the beginning, it was too deep!

After knowing that the place where I and others are now is the Qingque tribe, these people from the Guhe tribe are no longer in the mood to think about other things...

The first three twenty-six chapters of life have been completed (the finale)

There is always some tranquility in the early morning, which makes people feel an indescribable sense of comfort.

On the bank of the river in front of the Qingque Tribe, the water in the river was rushing.

After passing through some artificially modified places, the water that was moving smoothly fell down.

It fell on the wooden leaves, splashing a splash of water.

He also smashed this waterwheel-like thing around.

On the edge of the river, there is a thatched cottage built with thatch.

Inside the thatched hut, a large stone mill was constantly turning there, making some subtle sounds that are unique to stone mills turning.

This is a water mill.

There is no donkey to pull the mill in the mill, and there is no man to grind the mill.

The power needed for the turning of the stone mill comes from the water outside.

The turning stone grinder is no longer as young as before. Han Cheng holds a wooden ladle, pours the wheat in the scoop into the grinder, and slowly pours it.

At this time, Han Cheng can already be called an old man in this era.

Because at this time, he was already 35 years old.

35 years old is still a very young age in later generations.

If you are not married, you can still roam around casually.

But in today's era, among many tribes, they are already considered long-lived.

It's not that people in this era have such a short lifespan, but because of the various difficult living environments that have caused them too much harm.

At this moment, it is not too much to attribute Han Cheng to the elderly.

Because beside him, a little girl with a braid tied with a red headband was trying to raise her head, looking at the white flour flowing out of the cracks in the stone mill, and quietly wiping her saliva.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I want to eat buns, I want to eat big, big buns!"

After watching this for a while, the little girl finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He stepped forward, pulled Han Cheng by the corner of his clothes, and said in a childish voice.

Hearing this, Han Cheng stopped what he was doing and looked at the little girl with a smile on his face.

He squatted down, hugged the little girl in his arms, and kissed the little girl's face very affectionately.

"Okay, then grandpa will make buns for the little girl later, make big meaty buns, and make our little girl chubby!"

"Dad, Dad, I want to eat too, I want to eat big meat buns too!"

Maybe because of seeing the treatment of the little girl, the one standing next to Han Cheng was a little younger than the little girl, and the little boy also ran over and hugged Han Cheng's arm, with some anxiety and concern. Milky voice.

Han Cheng also stretched out his other arm, hugged the little boys in his arms, and stood up holding each other with one arm.

"I won't let you eat big meat buns! You always imitate others! The little girl said you want to eat big meat buns, so you also say you want big meat buns!"

The little girl seemed a little unhappy, pouted, and pushed the little boy who was in Han Cheng's arms and was a little younger than her with her chubby hand.

When the little boy was pushed by this little chubby girl, he immediately became unhappy, and wanted to cry when he curled his mouth.

"Father, the little girl hit me!"

He pursed his lips and complained to Han Cheng, feeling aggrieved.

"Little girl, you are not allowed to beat anyone. This is your uncle. How can you beat your uncle?"

Han Cheng raised his voice to educate the little girl.

The little boy also said: "I'm an uncle, I've never hit Xiaoya, and Xiaoya always hits me."

Seeing that the grandfather Han Cheng had spoken, and the little boy who was younger than him but his uncle said the same thing, Little Pang Nier hesitated for a moment, and said aloud: "Uncle, I'm sorry. "

The thinking of children is so simple. The little boy who felt wronged just now became happy again after hearing Xiaoya's apology.

Seeing this, Han Cheng put the two little guys down.

"You play here, don't fight, I will continue to grind the noodles, if you don't grind the noodles, none of you will be able to eat big buns."

Hearing what Han Cheng said, the two little guys immediately nodded obediently, expressing that they would be obedient.

Little Fat Nier is the eldest daughter of Little Pea.