I am a primitive

"Ah~"

After such a long silence, the leader of the fox tribe couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He looked at the blackened cave in front of him, and then at the people in the tribe who were looking forward to him, recalling the terrible things that the wise son of the Qingque tribe said would probably bring about, and That selfish Qingque tribe god looked down at the pottery plate in his hand that had nearly half of the grid cut out, gritted his teeth hard, and said to the tribe people looking at him: "Join, Qingque! "

After his words came out, the place suddenly became boiling.

Many people who were extremely looking forward to and worried breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help cheering.

The leader of the fox tribe did not join the cheering ranks.

The moment the news was announced to everyone, tears burst out uncontrollably.blurred his eyes.

This strong primitive man, who was hunting, was torn off by a ferocious beast so big that the bones could be seen, and he didn't shed a single tear, but now he couldn't hold back his tears.

He stood here, trembling all over.

After doing this for a while, he finally squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and weeping like a bullied baby.

The jubilant crowd gradually calmed down, and people's eyes fell on the leader who was squatting on the ground and weeping bitterly, with solemn and complicated expressions.

All the people who were overjoyed because they were about to join the Qingque tribe became silent.

From the cry of the leader who had never cried in front of everyone, they felt something that they had been ignoring before.

What these things are, they can't say clearly, but they can feel it.

After I and others joined the Qingque tribe, these invisible things seemed to never be found again.

Human beings are emotional, and neither prehistoric nor posthistoric can be completely rational.

It shows a total of two sides, the good side is called human nature, and the evil side is called animal nature.

When animal nature defeats human nature, human beings can no longer be called human beings.

Following the crying of the leader of the Fox Tribe, the atmosphere of the Fox Tribe became completely silent, and many people who were affected by this atmosphere also shed tears.

"Leader, otherwise we won't join the Qingque tribe."

The one who spoke was a man in his prime, an old hand of the fox tribe.

His eyes were red and there were tears on his face.

Many other people with tears on their faces also nodded.

Some of the new generation of the Fox tribe who yearned for the Qingque tribe wanted to persuade these people in the tribe, but after opening their mouths, they still didn't say such words...

"No, we are going, we have to join the Qingque tribe, otherwise we will all die..."

The leader of the Fox Tribe wiped away the tears on his face vigorously, staring at the red eyes, and said to the people in the tribe with a somewhat distorted voice.

Although the tone of the voice changed, the words that came out were still extremely firm.

After seeing the appearance of the leader, even those new generations of the fox tribe who yearned for the Qingque tribe couldn't help but shed tears...

The people of the Fox tribe came out of the cave collectively, carrying leftover food and some tools used for hunting and gathering wild vegetables.

They are going to the Qingque tribe, joined the Qingque tribe, and become the real Qingque tribe. They will bid farewell to the place where they have lived for a long, long time.

Holding a weapon and carrying some things on his back, the leader of the fox tribe put down the things he was carrying, and used the stone slabs that usually block the entrance of the cave to tightly block the entrance of the cave.

He took this matter extremely seriously, as if they would come back to live again.

After finishing these things, the leader of the fox tribe reached out and touched his son slowly for a while, and finally picked up the tools and other things that were on the ground again, and led the people in the tribe towards Qingque direction.

Walking very slowly, turning back three times in one step, full of reluctance.

However, this time the leader of the fox tribe did not shed any more tears.

No matter how slow they walked, people were still moving forward. As the leader of the fox tribe turned his head again and again, the cave of their tribe was getting farther and farther away from them, and finally it was blocked by some trees and could no longer be seen.

The leader of the fox tribe stopped for a while, stood there quietly for a while, then sighed, and continued walking forward without looking back.

This time, he walked very fast, not the same as before, dawdling...

Here in the main tribe of Qingque, in a room with lights, Han Cheng sat in front of the table, writing something on the spread paper with a pen.

This process was not smooth, and there would be alterations from time to time. Sometimes, Han Cheng would temporarily put down the pen in his hand, bow his head and meditate.

This kind of thing continued until late at night before it was completely over.

Han Cheng took the paper full of words in his hand and read it carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.

So he put the paper here, pressed it down with the paperweight that the rhinoceros horn acted as, got up and stretched vigorously, and there was a crackling sound from the bones on his body.

After stretching, Han Cheng took the oil lamp out of the room, carefully closed the door, held the lamp in one hand, and guarded the side of the lamp with the other hand, and walked towards the house where he lived under the light of the dancing flames. .

The light was still on in the room, and Bai Xuemei was sitting on the head of the bed, holding a sweater needle made of bamboo in her hand, knitting a sweater here and there very skillfully. After seeing Han Cheng leave, she couldn't help showing her sweetness. smile.

The two little guys have already fallen asleep.

Han Cheng came to the edge of the kang, reached out and took away the sweater she was knitting.

"Stop knitting, be careful not to get tired."

He said seriously.

But the smile on his face soon became indecent again.

"Knitting a sweater is more important than sleeping..."

After the lights went out, the room was not peaceful, and there were some movements.

Just like the two people who say goodnight to each other in later generations, they are not necessarily sleeping. They may also be playing two games with their mobile phones. Adults who say they are going to sleep and turn off the lights are not necessarily really sleeping. Yes, there may be some other things busy.

For example, Wu who lived in the same house as Han Cheng, although he had already blown out the lights and lay on the kang for a long time, he still did not fall asleep.

There are a lot of things in Wu's mind that are constantly wandering, and they are basically the big ideas that Han Cheng has created during this period of time.

Every time he recalled what had happened to his tribe these days, as well as the population that was about to explode, the beauty in Wu's heart couldn't be mentioned.

At this time, he was still not asleep, and there was still a smile on his face that couldn't go away.

But after such a smile lasted for a while, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and his expression became serious.

Obviously thought of something important.

He wanted to get up and talk to Shenzi about these things, but he had no choice but to suppress this thought after listening to some noises coming from the room where Han Cheng lived.