I am a primitive

After speaking, he looked at Han Cheng expectantly.

Some small thoughts in his heart were spoken out. Even though Han Cheng had a thick skin, he couldn't help but feel a little hot. Fortunately, it was night and the flames were beating, and no one noticed his strangeness.

Shitou jumped up and down happily, thinking that naming the year in this way is really wonderful.

It was only after the arrival of the Son of God that their tribe began to undergo earth-shaking changes. It was reasonable to regard the year when the Son of God arrived as the first year.

It's not just him who thinks this way, those other people who know the situation one after another, understand it, and don't understand it, also think that it is an excellent idea to regard the year when the Son of God arrives as the first year.

Thus, the chronology of the Qingque tribe was determined in this way. The year when the Son of God arrived was the first year of the Qingque, and so on, until now it was the third year of the Qingque.

It was Han Cheng who proposed calling the year of Qingque the first year of Qingque. He explained to Shitou and the others that at this time, 'yuan' and 'one' mean the same thing.

Shitou and the others didn't understand, since it meant the same thing, why did they call the year of fun as the first year of Qingque?Calling Qing Que directly for more than a year will save trouble?

Of course, this is just thinking about it in my heart.

Since the Son of God said it was the first year of the Qingque, then the first year of the Qingque is good.

The darkness before dawn gradually faded, the sky gradually turned white, and the terrifying Nian Beast has not appeared until now, which means that the Nian Beast has been frightened by them and they have defeated the terrifying Nian Beast!

The crowd couldn't help cheering loudly, beating the drum loudly.

The people who were sleeping were awakened by the sound of the drum, and when they remembered the "New Year's Day", they got up quickly.

The children opened their eyes and saw the new clothes on the side of the kang, and they couldn't help but smile. What the Son of God said was true, after a good night's sleep, they would have new clothes to wear when they woke up the next day!

They couldn't wait to put on their new clothes, and they already ran outside, thinking that it would be nice if they could celebrate the New Year every day in the future.

Not only is there endless delicious food, but also new clothes to wear.

The adults also put on new clothes. Although they were more stable than the children, they felt much more joy in their hearts.

In such an atmosphere, the three years of Qingque passed away quietly, and now we are ushering in a brand new four years of Qingque.

Originally ordinary days, because the calendar still has a new year, it immediately becomes very different.

"Wu, happy new year!"

Han Cheng bowed his hands to Wu Gong who also came out of the room after putting on new clothes, and greeted with a smile.

Regarding the strange actions and words suddenly made by Shen Zi, Wu felt very awkward. He thought about it for a while, and roughly understood the meaning of it. He also followed Han Cheng's way and bowed his hands to Han Cheng, who seemed a little awkward, and said the same : "Son of God, Happy New Year!"

Learning to imitate is something people do consciously or unconsciously, especially for those who respect them.

After the members of the Han Chengcheng tribe hand in hand to greet the New Year, this novel way of greeting and blessing quickly spread in the Qingque tribe.

For a while, it was full of handcuffs and saying happy new year.

Han Cheng kept smiling, especially after Wu led the crowd to bow their hands untidyly and said happy new year, the smile on his face became stronger.

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The snow on the ground is melting little by little, and the thick ice on the river is also melting slowly. At some point, it flows slowly down the river along with the swollen water. From time to time, you can hear I heard the sound of some icicles colliding.

The grass roots have turned green, and some impatient grasses can't wait to drill their bright yellow heads out of the ground, shivering in the still somewhat precipitous spring breeze.

Standing on the wall of the Qingque tribe, looking around, there is a layer of light green on top of the surrounding withered yellow. It is the season when the green willows are full of smoke, and the grass is far away but not near.

In this somewhat precipitous wind, the spring of the fourth year of Qingque officially announced its arrival.

Han Cheng looked forward to the operation for half a winter and made a lot of preparations for it, but it didn't start immediately.

First of all, spring has just arrived, and the river has swelled a lot due to the melting of ice and snow. It is not safe to sail at such a time.

The second is that the temperature has not yet come up, whether it is air or river water.

In such a season, if you fall into the water, it can really kill half your life.

In other words, now is not a suitable season for traveling along the water.

The third and most important point is that Han Cheng has become a little hesitant.

With the departure of winter and the arrival of spring, after Xiaohe was opened, his heart, which was eager to go out and have a look, suddenly became a little apprehensive.

He didn't know what was waiting for him in the farther place.

On the one hand, he longs for the civilized world outside, and on the other hand, he feels uneasy about it.

He didn't know what to do when he found out that the outside world was a civilized world, and how to deal with the relationship with everyone in the Qingque tribe.

Should I abandon this tribe and return to civilization alone, or should I return to the embrace of the tribe?Or go out with people from the tribe?

These things that I have thought about before but never thought about deeply, as the weather gets warmer, the pressure on my heart is getting heavier day by day.

Oh, human.

Oh, Han Cheng.

It's a complex and unspeakable thing.

Because he was thinking about these things in his heart, it was difficult to make up his mind, and there were such external conditions that were not conducive to long-distance travel, so Han Cheng also half-pushed and half-heartedly delayed the long-distance travel by boat.

Wait a little longer, wait until the weather is warmer, get the silkworms out, and plant the millet before setting off.

At that time, the water will be much warmer. Even if the canoe rolls over and falls into the water, it can still save a life. It will not be like now, where the body will be frozen and stiff, and the life will probably be lost.

After making this decision in his heart, Han Cheng felt a lot more relaxed.

Just as he was thinking like this, he suddenly heard crying faintly from behind.

And it's not just one person's voice.

Han Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and then doubts arose. It has been three years since he came here, and he has not seen many people in the tribe cry. What happened today?Why did you start crying all of a sudden?

And not alone.Could it be...?

Thinking of this, Han Cheng became uneasy, with bad thoughts lingering in his heart.

He suppressed his wild thoughts, turned around and looked towards the courtyard. He didn't see the crying person, but he could tell the direction of the crying sound, which was from that row of houses!

He quickly descended the fence along the ladder that had been inspected and rested once, and quickly passed towards the house.

Going around the house from a distance, the scene appeared in front of my eyes. Several older minors from the Qingque tribe, such as Xing, Chen, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli, gathered under the eaves, and the crying came from their mouths.

Seeing that there were only them, and they were not in the doorway or inside the house, Han Cheng felt relieved a lot.

"What happened?"