I am a primitive

He pointed to the other half of the mulberry tree trunk placed aside, and told Han Cheng what he thought.

Now in the entire Qingque tribe, the person who is most enthusiastic about bows and arrows can be said to be Junior Brother Sha. He hits the target one after another in the morning, which makes him have a feeling for this new weapon that has appeared and learned from Shenzi that it has a bright future. Love from the heart.

After Han Cheng started preparing to make bows and arrows, he has been standing here watching, thinking that it is not too difficult, the idea of ​​making a bow and arrow arose in his heart, and once this idea appeared, it became more and more intense stand up.

Han Shenzi, who had not had much hope for the kiln charcoal, naturally put aside the matter of going to see the charcoal very simply after hearing what Junior Brother Sha said.

When Han Cheng finished the last stroke of the bow and arrow on the tree trunk, the weather had gradually dimmed.

One is that his painting skills are really unsatisfactory. In the hands of skilled people, it is just a matter of swipe a few strokes, but it is extremely difficult for him to do it. After the request of bow and arrow, some people who are more enthusiastic about bow and arrow also expressed the idea of ​​wanting to make a bow and arrow.

Brother Sha and the others had cut down a mulberry tree before, and at least they could cut out three 1.2-meter-long tree sections. So after drawing these one by one, it was almost dark.

Han Cheng washed his hands with warm water, and while drying his hands with a fire, he turned his head and looked at the gate, planning to wait for a while to take a look.

But before he could dry his hands, he heard the sound of finishing his meal.

After dinner, it was completely dark, and the cold wind was picking up again. Han Cheng tightened his clothes tightly, and finally walked to the room where the kang was burning, ignoring the completely cold earthen kiln outside the gate. .

'When, when, when...'

In the warm room, there was such a harsh sound.

Senior Brother, Lie, Junior Brother Sha, Shang, and Heiwa were squatting in the aisle beside the kang they were allotted, beating them with stone knives and wooden sticks. Some fell from the mulberry trunks they were stepping on.

With their beating, the mulberry trunk under their feet was quite different from before, gradually showing the outline of a bow.

Among them, Lame, a professional carpenter, made the fastest progress, not only because of his good skills, but also because of his earliest start.

The room where the second senior brother lives is next to the room of the junior brother Sha. At this time, the second senior brother is lying on the kang with his back against the wall, which is very comfortable.

He turned his head to one side, through the passage left, he saw the back of Junior Brother Sha who was squatting on the ground and beating the stone knife, and smiled silently.

Compared with these troublesome bows and arrows, he trusts his arms more.

Thinking like this, he suddenly stretched out his hand to the side, and a half-grown child who was doing somersaults on the kang was carried over by him through the low wall in the middle.

Seeing the child who was confused by his sudden action, the second senior brother laughed and put the child back again.

He raised his arms, placed them in front of his eyes and turned his head to look around. His heart was full of confidence, and his belief became more and more firm.

My pair of strong and powerful arms cannot be compared with things made of a curved stick and rope.

He looked at it like this for a while, put his arms down, turned his head and saw that Junior Brother Sha was still there knocking up and down, shook his head involuntarily, then pulled his spouse aside, and started to untie the rope tied to his body with his hands...

Brother Sha, who was squatting on the ground, heard the original ditty not far away, but he didn't intend to turn his head to peek. For these, he has long been used to it.

At this moment, his whole heart was on a piece of wood under his feet.

Limp looked at the more than half-finished bow, put down the stone knife and wooden stick, rubbed his aching hands, and went to sleep on the kang.

The rest of the people who wanted to make their own bows and arrows also went to bed one after another, only Junior Brother Sha was still squatting there and tapping.

Later, because children were woken up one after another, he took these things and took the kindling all the way to the empty cave that was no longer inhabited, lit a fire there, and then knocked persistently.

The saying that interest is the best teacher is indeed true. With it, you don't need to be reminded by others, and you can burst out with great enthusiasm.

The wind blowing outside didn't know when it stopped, and the whole world seemed to quiet down suddenly. In the sudden silence, there seemed to be some slight sounds.

As the night grew thicker, the flames flickered, but the squatting people tapped the stone knives, and the sound made the night quieter.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally stood up, held his bow and looked at him for a while, feeling very satisfied.

Then extinguished the fire and confirmed that no flames would ignite before walking out in the dark.

It wasn't until this time that he felt the exhaustion that swept over him, the pain in his numb legs and feet, and the pain in his fingers and wrists.

The outside of the cave was not as dark as imagined, and something fell into his neck, which was so cold that he couldn't help shivering.

The first snow of the year, fell...

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In the early mornings in the past, Han Cheng was basically woken up by the rooster who didn't bully the little hen but was screaming like a broken gong, but this morning was an exception.

He opened his sleepy eyes, lay in the warm blanket, felt the slight pain in his lower abdomen, and listened to the children's cheers. After listening for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and then he got up from the kang , put on clothes and shoes three times and two times, and ran out the door.

The love of snow completely surpasses the fear of cold.

The door opened, and the cold air rushed in. The whiteness outside made people's eyes bright, and they felt that the whole world had become clean.

The snowflakes in the sky are still falling silently, blending into the pure whiteness, trying to cover the earth with thicker quilts, these snowcrazy children in the tribe are chasing and playing in the snow.

All of them are covered with a thick layer of fur, looking like chubby bear cubs.

At this time, there are no old farmers, and if there are words, they will definitely be full of longing, saying "auspicious snow heralds a good year", or "this year's McGai three-layer quilt, and next year sleep with your head full of pillows." 'Used to express one's expectation and longing for a better life.

Han Cheng stood at the door and watched for a while, then happily ran out of the door and into the whiteness.

Fu Jiang, who already has a big belly, is still very vigorous, and he is having fun in the snow with his butt down, leaving plum blossoms behind.

The girls Xing, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli did not chase and fight in the snow like those boys, but stood in front of the house, looking at the row of crystal clear ice cones hanging on the eaves, their mouths grew slightly , with a look of surprise and longing on his face.

Many adults, like these children, looked at this unprecedented scene in amazement, and when they saw the Son of God getting up, they gathered around and pointed to the eaves to ask about it.

Han Cheng was only focused on looking at the snow just now, but now that they said this, he discovered the beautiful and somewhat spectacular icicles hanging under the eaves.

The entire courtyard and the distance were covered by the silver that fell that night, but there was one exception, which was the roof of the Qingque tribe.

Because these rooms of the Qingque Tribe are all heated with kangs, the roof is also warmer than other places. Once the snow falls on it, it will be melted into a pool of spring water by the warm embrace.

After slowly sliding down the scale-like tiles, it solidified at the eaves.

That's good too. You don't have to worry about the heavy snow that will crush the roof, and you don't have to clean the snow from the roof from time to time, which saves a lot of work.

After Han Cheng explained the reason to everyone, he asked several adults to break off the ice hanging from the door.

This thing is a safety hazard. If the icicle just falls off from it when you walk to the door, and you are hit by this hard ice pick, it will be uncomfortable, especially if you are pierced by a sharp ice tip.

The broken icicles became the children's favorite, and they held rare ones in their hands, even if their little hands were red from the cold, they refused to throw them away.

Those without ice, begged the adults to pick some, and the adults asked the Son of God, they dare not act lightly in the face of something they have never seen before.

After getting an affirmative answer from Han Cheng, he just broke off some icicles in other places.

Someone who couldn't resist the temptation of the crystal clear thing quietly put the ice into his mouth, and his small white teeth bit the ice.