I am a primitive

"YoYo……"

Of course, such an occasion cannot do without Uncle Lu, the leader of the Qingque tribe's animal kingdom.

This guy used his antlers to pick the people out of the deer pen, and when he came out, he didn't forget to use his hind legs to gently put a hoof on the door to close it.

Then, with graceful steps, giving full play to the advantages of long legs, he quickly caught up with Han Cheng's group, and put his chin on Han Cheng's shoulder from behind, walking forward lazily.

It's been a while since I saw Uncle Lu, this unscrupulous guy, and Han Cheng missed him very much, so he tilted his head and rubbed on Uncle Lu's long face.

However, his longing didn't last long, and it developed into extreme disgust.

Because Uncle Lu, taking advantage of Han Cheng's inattention, stuck out his rough tongue and slapped Han Cheng's face.

Looking at the two-legged beast who was wiping his saliva with his hands and glaring at him with a look of disgust, Uncle Lu, whose face was pinched twice by Han Cheng, did not feel the slightest discomfort. Instead, he stretched his neck and closed his mouth. The skin is raised, revealing the big yellow teeth, and the face is not pumped...

Throwing the bunches of grasshoppers and small peas into the duck house together, Han Cheng looked at a duckling stretched out its neck choked by a big grasshopper, Han Cheng suddenly thought of the nearly thirty wild grasshoppers he had brought back. duck eggs.

These things need to quickly find chickens to start hatching!

Han Cheng miscalculated.

Originally, he thought that among the so many chickens in the tribe, one or two would be in the hatching stage, and these duck eggs would not worry about hatching at all.

However, the result is that there is not even a single chicken in the nest!

This made Han Cheng very melancholy.

Chickens without nests cannot hatch ducklings, and if ducklings cannot be hatched, the tribe's duck flock will grow slowly, and it will grow slowly. If you want to eat roast duck and salted duck eggs in the future, you will have to wait longer...

It was at this time that the old rooster, who always liked to hang out with the hens and looked like sisters to the hens, came into Han Cheng's eyes.

This is the rooster that was cast off.

There is nothing to say, this time this great and difficult task can only be entrusted to this guy.

After a while, the panicked rooster was caught by Han Cheng under the watchful eyes of the other panicked chickens.

After drinking half a bowl of fruit wine, the rooster, who had been terrified just now, suddenly became quiet, because the rooster's comb was so red.

Han Cheng put the drunken rooster into a chicken coop made of adobe bricks and golden corn stalks, and after holding it with a bamboo sieve, he began to dig duck eggs out of the clay pot.

28 duck eggs are placed there in a big pile.

Generally, it is difficult for a chicken to hatch eggs, and it is difficult to hatch twenty or thirty eggs at once, let alone duck eggs that are much larger than eggs!

Of the 28 duck eggs in front of me, this rooster obviously couldn't hatch them all at once.

Could it be that another rooster had to be gelded so that the two of them could hatch together?

After Han Cheng thought about it, he still didn't do this cruel thing. Instead, he got half a basin of warm water and put the duck eggs in the basin.

After some duck eggs were put into the basin, they slowly sank to the bottom of the water, while others floated on the surface of the water.

Han Cheng fished out the eleven floating duck eggs and put them aside. There was no need to hatch these eggs, and no ducklings would hatch if they were hatched again.

Fish out the remaining seventeen duck eggs and wipe them dry with a sackcloth, and place one by one under the body of the drunken rooster.

After the rooster sobers up, it will go farther and farther on the road to become a glorious mother duck...

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The sunshine in late summer and early autumn sprinkled from the sky, making it less scorching.

Inside the Qingque Tribe, under the tree outside the carpenter's room, the number one carpenter of the Qingque Tribe is lame, sitting on a wooden pier with bamboo cushions, chopping carefully with an ax in one hand and wood in the other. with.

Beside him was a forged wooden wheel.

The little carpenter, Mao Er, was also working with several other carpenters, holding an axe, chisel, or wooden bucket in their hands, doing things seriously there.

After several months of unremitting efforts, the level of cat ears has made great progress, and it is no longer the little apprentice who was embarrassed by a simple line and shed tears.

Lame They are making the most new objects like donkey carts.

Because as the days go by, the exciting and joyful autumn harvest is also approaching day by day.

At this time, one more donkey cart with a larger loading capacity will be produced, so that after the autumn harvest begins, the tribe will become more relaxed.

The earlier the important matter of the autumn harvest is completed, the people in the tribe can continue to build the Bronze Expressway earlier!

Today's weather is good, there will be a gust of wind blowing from time to time, it is not stuffy at all.

It is very comfortable to stay in the shade without being exposed to the direct sun and work in the shade like they are lame.

But many times, God will not let you be so comfortable.

Just like now, a small accident has happened.

Another gust of wind blew, the leaves were blown and the branches swayed.

In addition to some yellowed leaves being blown off by the wind, some other things also fell down.

This is a bunch of pecans.

I don't know why, but they are usually long and strong, but at this time they were shaken by the wind.

"when!"

Unbiased, the bunch of hickory nuts fell just right on top of the lame man's head.

After making a sound that seemed a bit crisp, the string of hickory nuts was scattered and scattered, bouncing all the way to the distance.

The limp who was sitting there serious about his work was stunned when he was suddenly attacked like this.

I shook my body, looked at the hickory nuts flying around and rolling on the ground, then looked up at the branches and leaves of the hickory above my head, and those clusters of hickory nuts looming between the branches and leaves, I threw it away after a while The wood in his hand covered his head.

These hickory trees were planted by Han Cheng a few years ago.

Of course, a bare area in the yard is not enough. More trees need to be planted for shade.

However, in line with the principle of eating what you can and creating more food, the trees planted in the courtyard are all fruit trees.

And different from the fruit trees that Bugs Bunny cultivated in the nursery outside, the ones planted in the yard were planted by Han Cheng and his people, who found the fruit trees that were as thick as the mouth of a bowl from the outside, and then transported them back with a large lump of soil for planting.

In this way, the tribe can have patches of shade more quickly.

Holding his head in one hand, looking up at the image of the hickory tree with a bewildered face, several apprentices with cat ears covered their mouths and secretly laughed.

It is indeed a joy to be hit on the head with such precision by a hickory.