Through the wild age

In the spring of this year, the patriarch asked everyone to sow more seeds, because they didn't know when the next war would start, and everyone was extremely enthusiastic about the cause of grain storage.So the spring sowing started again in full swing. The men sweated and worked hard in the fields with their trousers on their heels, while the women and children planted a lot of vegetables and fruits in front of and behind their houses.

Chen Qiao asked them to grow as much as possible, and even the side roads in the village were full of corn. Originally, they would not grow food in the village, mainly because it was unnecessary, so how much could they grow with such a small amount of land?Moreover, the village was not very big in the first place, and with so many crops planted, it would look very messy and crowded.

But Chen Qiao did this, but no one expressed dissatisfaction with him.On the one hand, it is because of Baya's face, and the most important thing is that the people in the tribe have a blind superstition towards Chen Qiao. They believe that as long as Chen Qiao said something, it must be right, as long as he did something, There must be a point.

And this kind of wholehearted trust did not make Chen Qiao proud, but instead deepened his uncontrollable guilt.

Regarding when the enemy will fall to the ground, in fact, they are always planning for the worst, but there are some things that don't have to be said and shared with everyone.As long as everything that should be done has been done, there is not much difference between one more person worrying or one less person worrying about the rest.

It's just that most people in the tribe also understand that their future is bleak. Even a child like Mai Xi began to follow his father to the fields in silence.Every evening, when the father and son returned home covered in mud, Chen Qiao, who had been doing housework for a day, would wring out a damp cloth and wipe their faces. Looking at the two sons who were getting darker and thinner day by day, Chen Qiao felt very uncomfortable. feel good.

The big ones are better, because the skin is naturally fairer and not very tanned, but the small ones are already comparable to Heitan.Sometimes when he was grinning, Chen Qiao looked over and saw a mouthful of white teeth, everything else was lost by the white teeth, only a black blur could be seen vaguely.

The work in the fields in spring was heavy, but there was very little food to eat. Many vegetables hadn't grown well yet, and there were no melons and fruits at all. Chen Qiao could only use those limited resources to toss out limited tricks.

People in the tribe love tofu the most, and there is no special advanced technology in making tofu. Since their tribe introduced soybeans, they have to cook it several times after the autumn harvest every year. In winter and spring, this kind of food is relatively scarce. Tofu is a great dish when in season.

Their family loves spicy food, and the tofu cooked with chili is their favorite, with a little bean paste. Although tofu and bean paste are native to the family, they have a special flavor when cooked together.

There were not many dishes on the table, a scrambled egg, a spicy tofu, a plate of bean sprouts, and a plate of fried seashells. In the evening, Chen Qiao cooked a pot of hot porridge, and the steamed buns were delicious for a few people. Chen Qiao Thinking about killing a chicken tomorrow, the child's body may not be able to bear it if he keeps eating like this. They are still growing their bodies now, so don't get exhausted.

The girls in the tribe are busy spinning and weaving the cotton collected last year, because there was a lot of cotton planted last year, which is enough for them to work for half a year. When the autumn harvest comes this year, new cotton will be collected again.After a while, when summer comes, the weather will become very hot. They have to do as much work as possible during this time, so that they can relax a little in summer.

Now they can not only weave cotton, but also some simple tie-dyeing techniques, especially the girls' skirts, which are much brighter after being dyed, and look more energetic.Men generally wear coarse cloth, because cotton clothes are not wear-resistant enough, and men’s work hurts their clothes, so they add some hemp thread when spinning, so that the spun yarn will make the cloth stronger. , but relatively less soft.

There are very few carpentry jobs now, because of the instability of life, people no longer always spend their energy on those things that are useless and can't be taken away.There is also a lot of farm work at home, and Dila went to work in the fields with his younger brother. Although the adults in the family didn't say anything, he still felt the oppressive atmosphere.

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking that all of this was his fault. If he hadn't accidentally fallen asleep, and if he had followed Chen Qiao's instructions to take good care of Ken Yin and not let her leave, maybe all these disasters would have happened. There will be none.They will still live their lives in peace and stability as before. They don't need to be on guard every day like they are now, and the enemy will come when they come.

He is a sinner, and he endures such condemnation in his heart all the time. This night he had a nightmare again. Recently, this nightmare has been tormenting him constantly. He dreamed that many people died in the tribe, and blood flowed along the roads in the village. The path was gurgling, and those clansmen who had been friendly all looked at me with hatred in their eyes, what were they talking about... what were they talking about...

Chen Qiao patted Dila's cheek lightly with her hands. The child had been having nightmares for quite a while, and it never got better. She took it to Bigger to see, and said that taking medicine was useless, and he had to see it for himself. OK.

How could he not know the obscurity in Dilla's heart, sometimes he himself was obsessed, it would have been nice if he hadn't brought Ken back back, he would think so sometimes, but what's the use?There is no regret medicine in this world.

Chen Qiao couldn't sleep well these few nights. He tossed and turned in bed every night, always feeling uneasy. He was thinking, if one day the enemy came again and they were powerless to resist, what would happen to this tribe? With so many people here, how to get out of it?

In the end, Chen Qiao decided to park the big ship on a deserted island not far from the tribe. The deserted island was very close to the coastline. The soil on the island was thin and not suitable for growing crops, but the trees grew quite luxuriantly.They have never seen other tribes in this area, and it should be safe to hide their ships on this island.

If one day they really encountered the worst situation, with everyone's water skills, it would not be particularly difficult to swim to that island.And they had a boat, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad, maybe they could get there.

Faced with Chen Qiao's troubles, Baya didn't know how to comfort him. They each had their own troubles and burdens.As long as this man knows that he will always be by his side no matter what, that's enough.

No matter how many setbacks life should have, the two of them have to face it together.