I am a Primitive Man

Holding this rice grain which was obviously much larger than the previous rice grains in his hand, Han Chengle could not close his mouth from ear to ear.

Such a change is not obvious just by putting it on one grain or several bags of rice.

But if you put it on this large rice field, you will know how gratifying this change is!

The air is fresh in the morning, and the morning fog has not completely dissipated.

Some orange light and shadows appeared in the east where the sun was rising, which was very warm and made a lot of momentum for the coming sun.

Standing on the edge of the field and looking from a distance, you can see a bright canal flowing slowly among the patches of rice.

This canal is full of water throughout the year.

An early-rising water bird with a long neck stood beside the bright ditch, kept lowering its head, stretched out its long neck, and inserted its mouth and part of its neck into the bright ditch.

After plugging it in for a while, it will raise its head again, raise its neck and open its mouth, swallowing the caught fish and shrimp into its stomach.

Following its movements, water splashes were brought up, rolled down the water bird's smooth and slender neck, and landed in the ditch, causing little ripples.

This movement continued for a long time, and suddenly there were other changes.

This long-necked waterfowl stretched out its head to catch fish and shrimps by the side of the ditch. I don't know if it ate something wrong and suffered from indigestion.

It just took the head and part of the neck out of the ditch. The throat of the long neck was moving, and there were clusters of things rushing up.

Then the fish and shrimp that had just been eaten were spit out by it in balls, and fell into the ditch beside it, making circles and ripples.

Some of the fish and shrimps that had just been swallowed were not dead yet, they got out of the shackles, quickly ran away wagging their tails, got into the ditch and disappeared, and their movements were extremely fast.

Xiong Youer, who was standing not far from Han Cheng, saw this scene in his eyes.

I can't help but feel sorry for this long-necked waterfowl, who has worked so hard to eat here for so long, and now I vomited it all up at once.

Maybe he even vomited up the overnight meal.

This behavior of not throwing up much after eating, of course makes Xiong Youer who cherishes food very much feel sorry for him, and feels worthless for this long-necked water bird.

It's a pity that Han Cheng didn't, because at this moment, all his mind was attracted by the rice that was ripe and ready to be harvested.

Open the scythe!

Holding a sickle in his hand, Han Cheng inspected the rice fields one by one, and confirmed that there were all those pieces of rice that could be harvested. He shouted at the crowd, and then went down from the ridge to the rice field with the sickle in his hand.

Most of the water in the paddy field has been drained out, and the fish sprinkled in the paddy field in spring have grown a lot at this time, swimming in the shallow water, you can see it at a glance, very attractive .

The temperature in early autumn is still very high, and the water is not cold at all.

Han Cheng, who was barefoot and rolled up his trousers, stepped on it and felt soft and comfortable.

The place where he went to the field was at one end of the rice field.

After finding a good location, he held the bronze sickle in one hand and the heavy rice in the other and began to harvest.

On the delicate millstone, the sharpened sickle scratched across the roots of the rice held in his left hand, making some noises, and the rice was cut off one after another.

After harvesting a handful, Han Chengcheng will put the handful of rice in his hand aside, and then take a new handful to continue harvesting.

such a sound,

It alarmed the fish living in the dive, flicking their tails one by one, and swam quickly towards the place where there was no movement.

Han Cheng was working, and the others were not idle either.

After he finished speaking, everyone in Jinguan City, who had already made preparations, became busy.

The same person who rolled up his trousers and took off his shoes went down to the paddy field with his bare feet full of enthusiasm, and bent over to do the same job as Han Cheng.

Some people felt that their clothes were in the way, so they just took them off, sweating with their bare backs.

Most of the people have strong and joyful smiles on their faces, and some people don't say a word, just keep pulling the sickle in their hands, cutting the rice again and again, and the movements are very fast .

There was a surge of energy in their hearts, as if a fire was burning.

I want to quickly harvest all these mature rice, and store them in the granary after drying.

With the work of the people of the Qingque tribe, large tracts of mature rice began to fall to the ground.

moo~

The cow pulling the cart stretched its neck and screamed, and the cute and cute calf ran back and forth beside it, like having fun.

Sometimes, it will get under the mother's body and eat a few mouthfuls of its own food in a very naughty manner.

After eating for a while, he would stop and tilt his big head to look at the busy Qingque tribe not far away, with a sense of complacency.

In the paddy field, after someone harvested the piles, the neatly piled rice was carried to the shore from the inside.

The person with the mulberry fork in his hand scoops up the rice with the wooden fork and loads it on the ox cart parked aside.

One fork is pressed against the other, and it is very neatly assembled.

If it is not neat, it will not work.

Loading is a technical job.

For those who don't know how to load a car, the crops they put in are not only easy to slip off the car, but they can't hold too much.

For the same cart of crops, one cart is not as much as the three carts of others.

what!

A cart of rice is loaded and tied from the top with a thick rope, so that the driver of the cart inserts the wooden fork in his hand into the rice loaded on the cart, leaving only three thin fork tines.

Then he took the ox's reins from the child who stood in front of the cart, held the reins on the nose of the ox, caged the ox to prevent it from wandering around, and prevented people from loading the cart. Walk along the built dirt road towards the scene outside Jinguan City.

The scene was built before.

The grass on it has already been cleaned up, and it is very flat. There are no small stones on the surface that has been rolled over with stone rollers, which is very suitable for grain.

Come to the scene, let the children with the cart come to the front to cage the oxen, let the adults in the cart turn to the back of the bullock cart, pull out the mulberry fork inserted inside, untie the rope tied to the cart, Then insert the wooden fork on the horizontal surface of the crops on the cart, and push it hard, half of the crops will fall from the cart.

Unloading in this way is very efficient...

The tribe's children were not idle either.

The older minors also joined in this hard-won harvest with a sickle. Some of the younger Qingque tribes followed the adults who drove the carts to cage cattle and follow the carts, and some were in the field Pick up the scattered rice.

In the gaps between doing these things, there will also be some children who will be attracted by the fish swimming in the rice fields, and start to catch them, and there will be harvest soon. The little guys covered in mud and water couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.

The sky is blue and extremely high. The autumn sun shines from the sky, shining on the land of Jinguan City of the Qingque Tribe.

The joyful and busy harvest scene is set off to be more joyful and lively.

It was as if, even the air was filled with a comfortable atmosphere.

Time passed by little by little, and the day was over in a blink of an eye.

The sun set, leaving behind thousands of miles of clouds.

The water on the ground reflected the clouds in the sky, and for a while there was a majestic color everywhere, making it hard for people to tell where the sky was and where the ground was.

The tall and thick outer walls are basically considered to be the completed Jinguan City. Here, there are such puffs of cooking smoke rising.

Because there was some cool breeze, there wasn't too much cooking smoke just rising, and it soon permeated.

The faint smoke drifted away with the wind, and the air around Jinguan City was filled with a pleasant smell of fireworks.

These are the women of the Qingque tribe who came back earlier. They started a fire and cooked in the tribe, making food for them and the rest of the people who had been busy all day.

In the vicinity of the Qingque tribe under the cloud cover in the evening, those who did not return to the tribe all sped up their movements and worked quickly here.

They all want to take advantage of the last light of the day, during this extremely comfortable time, to do a lot of work, just like every time they are about to go home at dusk, they start to gnaw on the grass like cattle and sheep.

knock off!

After a while like this, the sky became even darker, and the sky became dark.

The children who had been ordered by the primitive women who were able to cook for the tribe ran over and told the people who were still busy that the food was ready and they could eat.

Han Cheng, who was carrying a sickle, straightened up when he heard the words, and yelled loudly.

Everyone who received the order stopped what they were doing, packed up their tools and prepared to return them.

After a busy day, Han Cheng squatted by the side of the ditch, picked up the clear water to wash his hands first, and then picked up the water to wash his face well.

The cool water with some temperature falls on the face, which makes people feel very comfortable.

After washing his face well, he washed his arms, feet, and legs again.

Then, holding a sickle and shoes in one hand, and a few five or six fish strung together with straw ropes in the other hand, with bare feet and trousers rolled up, they headed towards the tribe under the night where the faint smell of rice came out. go.

After everyone left, the rice field became quiet.

But this silence didn't last long.

Not long after, there was the sound of frogs.

At the beginning, there was only a sporadic half sound, but it didn't take long before the sound became louder.

Han Cheng, who had already walked to the threshing ground in front of the tribe, heard the sound, turned his head and looked back, smelling the fragrance of the rice piled here after harvesting, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind Poetry - Talk about a good year in the fragrance of rice flowers, and listen to the sound of frogs.

He smiled, paused here for a while, and continued walking towards the tribe.

After a day's work, there must be some physical fatigue, but the whole person feels extremely comfortable.

The kind from the heart to the outside.

This kind of comfort makes people feel relaxed and fascinated.

After eating dinner and washing it again, Han Cheng turned around and came to the outer wall of Jinguan City.

Looking towards the direction of the rice fields.

The rice fields shrouded in night are not very quiet, except for the dotted fireflies dancing high and low like stars, there are some other fire lights moving along the ridges and around the rice fields.

While moving, from time to time, the sound of 'bang bang' gongs sounded.

Whenever the gong sounded, the frogs that had already joined together would be completely quiet.

It was as if in an instant, they were collectively strangled by the neck.

These flames, and the accompanying sound of gongs, were made by the night patrols of the Qingque Tribe.

People living on this land always have to accept many challenges.

Not only do you have to fight with the sky, the earth, and people, but you also need to fight with all kinds of birds.

Ripe rice, grown there, is like an intensely flavored and incredibly delicious meal.

There are so many things, I want to come over and get a share.

At night, naturally there will be no birds and other birds coming to peck.

However, there were other night walkers running on the ground who came to pick peaches secretly.

For example, wild boars are thick-skinned and edible.

Ripe rice fields are definitely their paradise.

If you are tired from eating, you can also lie in the shallow water and take a bath.

When you are interested, you can roll back and forth a few times, get yourself covered in muddy water, and enjoy a mud bath.

Tired from washing, he got up again to eat some rice, and then used his mouth to nose to arch a few times in the rice field, hoping to find some meaty food.

Under such an operation, one wild boar can waste a lot of food in one night.

In addition to wild boars, there will be other uninvited guests who will come to share the millet planted in the tribe.

Under such circumstances, it would be strange if the people of the Qingque tribe didn't pay attention to it.

In addition to digging some traps in some relatively hidden places around the rice fields in order to catch these damn guys, they also arranged for people to patrol around the rice fields overnight in shifts.

Use the light of the fire and the sound of the gong to scare the eaters and prevent them from coming.

This kind of thing has already started when the rice is about to mature, and will continue until the rice is harvested.

After Han Cheng stood on the wall and watched for a while, he walked down from above.

Borrowing the light of the moon all the way to the gourd shed in the inner courtyard.

In the spring, the gourd shed he built with his own hands has already become extremely lush after spring and summer growth.

Dense leaves and vines covered the entire roof of the shed...