I am a primitive

As the days passed, there was no more vision in that area, and more and more people from the tribe dared to come here.

One day, when most adults left the cave to go hunting, a naughty half-grown child left the cave and came here.

He picked and picked here, and found a black stone that wasn't too big.

Different from the roundness of ordinary black stones, this stone has sharp edges and corners on one side.

It should be caused by colliding with the rest of the rocks during the rapid landing.

The half-grown child stroked it with his hand, using a bit of force, and there was pain, a cut was cut on his hand, so scared that he threw away the black stone in his hand, and ran to the cave in a hurry , Back to the cave, holding the bleeding finger, looking at the uneven place with horror.

The small piece of black stone that he threw away, like other black stones, lay silently on the ground, being exposed to the wind and the sun...

The hunters in the tribe returned, and this time they were lucky, they did not catch any prey, but picked up a dead prey.

This monster looks a bit weird, they have never seen it before, but this does not prevent them from knowing that this thing can be eaten.

The prey was placed on the ground, and immediately someone picked up a stone knife and stepped forward to peel the skin and eat the meat.

However, the skin of this thing is extremely strong, and the man did not cut it open after holding the stone knife for a long time.

"#￥%!"

The leader who was waiting for the meat was dissatisfied, so he came over and kicked him, then took the stone knife and did it himself.

As a result, he cut it for a while, but he didn't get it open.

This made the leader and the people in the tribe feel very discouraged.

It is really worrying to have food but not be able to eat it.

"#￥@!"

The leader pointed to the fire, and then pointed to this large prey, meaning to put it directly on the fire.

Doing so will lose some meat, and the roasting speed will be slower, but it can be eaten in the mouth after all, so it won't be like now, when you are in a hurry, but you can't eat it.

"#￥￥..."

The half-grown child with the wound on his hand looked at the prey and touched his hand. Driven by the desire to eat the meat as soon as possible, he spoke about today's experience.

After pointing to the potholed ground, he raised his injured hand for everyone to see.

After a brief hesitation, someone accompanied him out of the cave, and went to that place to look for the sharp stone.

After some searching, the small piece of black stone lying quietly on the ground was picked up by one hand and returned to the cave.

The leader held the black stone in his hand and looked at it for a while, then clenched it tightly, and swiped vigorously towards the monster on the ground.

In just a few strokes, the leather that was so tough that they couldn't do anything was cut open, revealing the meat inside...

"#￥%!"

In the cave where the smell of meat wafted, everyone rushed to watch this small piece of sharp black stone.

They didn't expect that this kind of stone with strange origin and extremely heavy weight could be so sharp.

This unexpected discovery gradually opened a door for them...

(There will be an update at [-]:[-] p.m.)

Chapter 8: Eight Sufferings in Life

A brilliant meteor shower gave everyone in the Qingque Tribe much more to talk about.

So much so that in the few days after the meteor shower, what everyone talked about the most was the shocking meteor shower and the heroic appearance of Shenzi when the meteor shower came.

This kind of heat lasted for five or six days before it gradually subsided.

Of course, talking is talking, but the work that should be done has not stopped.

Almost one-third of the adults, carrying bone hoes, weed and loosen the soil in the millet fields every day.

Most of these adults are female primitives.

After all, compared with other tasks, hoeing is relatively easy.

The man who hoeed the ground wore a summer hat made of bamboo strips and a towel made of newly woven linen around his neck. From a distance, he looked like a person bent over and working in the field in the later generations.

There are also some people who are carrying stone shovels to open up wasteland on the other side of the small river, a certain distance away from the small river. This is a long-term task.

On the opposite side of the small river, there is more land suitable for reclamation than here.

People from the original green tribe are now pushing the stone slabs with their hands, along the paved stone road, all the way from the quarry, past the gate of the Qingque tribe, and then all the way to the east .

On the large area of ​​soil to the west of the tribe, the winding stone road has been laid. Now the stone road on the east will be spread out along the ridges along the stubble laid before, and continue to extend deep into the farmland.

Han Cheng sat in the shade and looked at a place not far away.

There are two trees that were transplanted two years ago, and now they have spread out a green shade.

Bai Xuemei, who was wearing a short jacket and short sleeves, was putting some newly picked mulberry leaves into the dustpan for silkworm rearing.

She was bent over, and the clothes on her body were stretched a little tight. Even though she had already deeply understood the secrets hidden under the clothes, Han Cheng was still a little distracted at this moment.

However, it can only continue to be distracted.

Thinking of the scene where Bai Xuemei made a wish to the meteor shower, Han Cheng, who didn't want to become a father so early, could only hold back...

A heavy rain fell, and the sweltering heat disappeared immediately.

Summer showers come and go quickly.

The air became cooler, but the atmosphere of the Qingque Tribe did not relax a bit.

Even more dreary than the eve of the rainstorm.

It's not that Han Chengxi has become a father, but that someone in the tribe is about to leave, and life will be lost from this tribe.

There are many people gathered in the twelve connected tile-roofed houses.

In the easternmost room, more people gathered.

The heads and faces of the Qingque tribe are all here, Han Cheng, Wu, senior brother, second senior brother, Sha junior brother, Shang, Gu...

They seemed to be standing in this room in silence, looking at the kang built against the earthen wall with worry and some sorrow in their eyes.