I am a primitive

If it were placed elsewhere, such a woman who was teased in public would always feel a little embarrassed, but Xing did not change her face.

She didn't look back, and said seriously but a little discouraged: "The Son of God is not stuck with me."

"You can defeat the Son of God, and then be trapped with him."

This time it was an adult female primitive who was speaking. She defeated her man at the beginning, and then succeeded in sleeping with the man she liked.

So speaking of this at this time, it seems a little confident.

In the tribe, this kind of thing is allowed to happen, although it doesn't happen often.

Xing's eyes brightened. In terms of fighting, Shenzi really couldn't beat him...

Xiaomei, who was originally teasing the star, and Xiaoli, who was not far away from her, suddenly seemed to think of something.

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Han Cheng didn't know anything about the changes that happened quietly under his gaze under the sun. If he knew, he wouldn't know if he would have the courage and interest to face these women in the tribe, his thoughts wandered. Fly, nostalgic for the past.

Fortunately, although Xing, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli were a little moved by what the primitive woman said, they didn't dare to put this matter into action for a while.

Therefore, Da Shenzi Han, who had never known about this matter, was able to arrange for everyone to organize this year that they had never lived in a relatively relaxed, happy and nostalgic mood.

When there is something to look forward to, the days are always slow and long, making people anxious. In the anticipation of everyone in the Qingque tribe, the footsteps of the year are finally getting closer and closer.

24. Sweep the house.

25. Grind tofu.

26. Cut a piece of meat.

27. Kill a chicken.

28. Sticker painting.

29...

In the cold season, because the new year is approaching, the Qingque tribe is getting more and more lively and looking forward to it. Although the days seem to be the same as usual, everyone can feel the difference.

On the night of 23, compared with the past, after the meal that seemed much richer, the things about the year were pushed to the climax step by step, like a bow that has been slowly pulled away and is ready to go .

24. The people of the Qingque Tribe began to act under the command of the Son of God.

Clean and wipe the room utensils, clean the courtyard.

The large soup pots of the Qingque tribe have never stopped, boiling hot water for everyone so that they can wash their things.

After the room, courtyard, and utensils have been cleaned, what needs to be cleaned is the person himself.

There was no bathhouse at this time, so after the cold weather, the number of baths, including Han Cheng, decreased.

But this time it was different from the past. In the past, even people who didn’t want to take a bath anymore had to take a bath today.

The reason is that the new year is a new beginning, and the ashes of this year cannot be brought into the new year.

A relatively narrow place in the cave, separated by wooden rafts and animal skins, was filled with water vapor.

Inside the big vat, Han Cheng buried his head in the hot water and happily spit out a string of bubbles, then began to rub the ashes on his body, and washed his already long hair with his hands.

After exposing his head to the hot water, he soon felt the chill again. Even if there was a small flame burning continuously under the big vat, which seemed to have the momentum of drinking the god's soup, it still couldn't block the cold air.

It is necessary to find a way to build a special bathroom to come out. Taking a bath in such a place is really uncomfortable. It is no wonder that the people in the tribe don't like to take a bath when the weather is cold.

While thinking this way, Han Cheng rubbed his body and hair.

There is no soap, let alone a bath towel, so you can only rub it with your hands.

Han Cheng can bear these things, but what he can't stand the most is that when washing his hair, he washes it directly with water.

After washing my hair with clean water, I always feel that the hair and scalp are still greasy. This feeling is enough to make people want to go crazy.

Han Cheng didn't expect to have shampoo, soap and other things. Even if there was a bag of washing powder in front of him at this time, he would rub it on his head with tears in his eyes. Even if his hair was so dry that he could hardly comb it. Also the same sweetness.

However, even washing powder is also a luxury, and only plant ash can be used.

After washing his body, Han Cheng grabbed a handful of plant ash from the jar next to him and rubbed it on his hair.

Washing hair with plant ash, although some are not easy to clean, but it can alleviate the greasy feeling to a certain extent.

Saponins!

This was something that Han Cheng would recite several times every time he took a shower and washed his hair for a long time.

The most important thing for traveling after the beginning of spring is to confirm the thoughts in my heart, and the other thing is to find some useful things that the Qingque Tribe did not have, and Saponaria is one of them.

After 24, the entire Qingque tribe became completely new.

The Qingque tribe didn't grow soybeans, so 25 couldn't make tofu.

Han Cheng regretted that this kind of precious food that was eaten as meat in the poor era could not appear.

Needless to say, mapo tofu, just stinky tofu, and dried tofu that is fried and cut into shreds, which is delicious for soup or stir-fry, is enough to make Han Cheng think about it endlessly.

There is no tofu mill, and the people of the Qingque tribe are not idle either. Those women are hurrying to make new clothes, and they want to strive to get one for everyone before the new year.

The men prepare firewood and drums, which are used to drive away Nian beasts.

The atmosphere is thicker day by day, time is running slowly and stubbornly, and the time has reached 28.

After a few days of sunny days, it became cloudy again.

Han Cheng exhaled white air, and found the lame who had already made two drums with Mumu and others, and asked him to cut a few pieces of wood with a length of 1.2 meters and a diameter of about five or six centimeters.

Then use stone knives and wooden sticks to split the wood in two from the middle.

After he did so, he stood aside and refused to leave, wanting to see what Shenzi was going to do.

Han Cheng held a tile, counted the words, and drew inconspicuous spacing on some yellow-brown wooden boards.

Then I found a charcoal pen, and started to write stroke by stroke on this distance.

Lame watched from the side, not knowing what the Son of God meant by this move.

The stone that came closer stretched out its small head, and after looking at it for a while, followed Han Cheng's writing, and slowly read: "The sky increases, the years increase, and the life increases, and the world is full of spring and happiness."

After reading, he tilted his head and stretched out his hand to scratch his head, feeling very puzzled.