Through the wild age

When the houses are almost built, everyone must start to face up to another serious problem, and that is food.

More than thirty people need to eat, but the few pigs in their pigsty and the taro in the cellar cannot make this group of people survive the whole winter.

Chen Qiao had no choice but to suggest that everyone try seafood, among which seashells are the easiest to obtain.The next morning, Chen Qiao took everyone to pick up the sea.

This coastline is very long, but the beach is actually only a few hundred meters long. With so many people going down, it didn't take long for everything that should be picked up to be picked up.

The two children like this kind of work that they can also participate in. Dila is trying hard to find it on the shore with a basket on his back. He is a bit strong, no matter what he does.

Mai Xi was much more lively, no matter what he picked up, he had to present it in front of Chen Qiao, so Chen Qiao didn't pick up things properly today, all his attention was spent on this guy, for fear that he might fall or something of.

The conditions this year are much better than last year, at least they don't have to eat barbecue all day long.Wait for them to sort the seafood they picked up, dry the ones that should be dried, and eat them today if they should be eaten.

At noon, Chen Qiao cooked a pot of seashell soup in a clay pot. In his own opinion, such a fresh soup is undoubtedly delicious, but other people are still not used to it, they are too sensitive to the smell of seashells.

Generally speaking, except for a few people, everyone can eat some, so that's enough. After all, they don't all live on these things. They still have a few boars. If it doesn't work, they will all be slaughtered by then, although he has been Heartfeltly looking forward to the sow giving birth to piglets.

Recently, two hens cuddled again. Based on the previous experience, the two hens hatched a total of 15 chicks this time. Adding the last 5, they now have a flock of chicks to raise.

Dilla and Macy often go to the field to find some earthworms or something to feed the chickens, and sometimes some seashells or something. These chickens are not picky eaters and will eat anything, so in this winter when people can’t get enough to eat , their days seemed extraordinarily moist.

In winter, they are still busy making some tools and weapons. Now that there are few people in the tribe, it is better to do as little as possible in the future for such dangerous things as hunting.

Although these people are not used to seafood, everyone likes taro and chestnuts, so it is still feasible to grow some crops.Perhaps in a few years, everyone will get used to the fishy smell of seafood.

Since it is necessary to farm, a hoe must be indispensable. Now that there are so many people, the speed of iron smelting is much faster. For a while, there are dedicated people to cooperate with Chen Qiao and the others in iron smelting.It took a total of half a month for more than a dozen hoes, which is not fast, but Chen Qiao already felt that it was okay.

As for weapons, Chen Qiao mainly wanted to get them some bows. In spring, they mainly had to hunt through this lean season, but the wild animals in spring were extremely ferocious.

Chen Qiao used charcoal to draw a bow and arrow pattern on the stone for Baya to see.

"what is this?"

"A weapon."

"?" Baya didn't answer, but motioned Chen Qiao to continue.Chen Qiao suddenly didn't explain much to him, so she took a branch and bent it, tied the two ends of the branch with a treated rattan, and picked up a small branch to imitate the appearance of an arrow.

"Like this, as long as you choose some suitable materials and make it like this, the branches shot out can kill the prey."

Baya took the branch from Chen Qiao's hand, pulled it lightly, pondered for a while and said, "This thing is very good and very useful."

"Well, then let someone try to do it." Chen Qiao turned and left after speaking.And behind him, Baya looked at his back with rare confusion in his eyes.

There is one more thing in the winter, that is, the widow Ada is finally getting married, and the object is Kevin.

The day of the wedding was very lively, this year was too heavy, these people have almost forgotten this happy atmosphere.In the evening, everyone sang and danced around the fire. There was no wine or food, but it didn't matter at all.

We need this wedding to let people see the hope and happiness of life.

Look how happy they are married, and maybe in a year or two they'll have a little one.There will be daughters, there will be sons, and one day they will be old, full of children and grandchildren, what a wonderful future...

But Dila has been feeling unhappy these two days, and Chen Qiao can somewhat understand it.That's because in his memory, Ada exists like a mother. This innocent child even imagined that Ada and his father would get married one day.

Until Chen Qiao appeared later, he was really conflicted for a while, because Chen Qiao is also very good, he has enough qualifications to stand beside his father.But what about Ada?

Although in the end he somewhat thought about it, after all, it was his father's business, he had no right to dictate, and both of them were so nice, and he liked them so much, he thought he would be happy to accept who his father was with in the end.

It's just that the development of things now is a bit beyond his comprehension. His little head can't figure out why Chen Qiao and his father are clearly a couple recognized by everyone, but they are not close at all, and they are not at all the family he imagined. It should be warm.

Is it not enough?With a father, a father, and two children, isn't it enough to form a family?The nine-year-old child didn't understand why this thing he took for granted would develop in a direction he didn't understand.

Chen Qiao and his father were very estranged. Although they got along fairly well, they rarely talked.Don't they like each other?

The production of bows and arrows was not very smooth. They spent a lot of effort on the selection of wood alone, and they had to fumble for a long time for the baking and fire control of bows.

But for the bowstring, there has been no progress. Finally, under Chen Qiao's suggestion, they killed the biggest wild boar and cramped the tendon on its back to solve the problem.

Their first bow was quite exquisite, far exceeding the effect Chen Qiao wanted.Chen Qiao shot a branch out of it, and the "bow opening ceremony" was completed, so the next step was mass production.

Chen Qiao didn't need to worry about this, now he knew that this group of people was far smarter and more capable than he thought.Who said it wasn't, it's still that he looked down on people first.

In the next few days, everyone may be wronged, because the taro will be eaten up, and they must save the seeds.