During the season when the rapeseed flowers were blooming most brilliantly, Uncle Deer, an old deer from the Qingque tribe, was carried out of the room on a shelf by the Qingque tribe members under Han Cheng's order.
Above the sky, the warm sunshine falls down, illuminating the world.
Even some not-so-good things look a lot brighter when you look at them at this time.
Uncle Lu, who was carried out of the room, propped up his big head and kept looking around.
After watching it for a while, he screamed again.
While shouting, his mouth was still facing the salt mountain.
Han Cheng understood what it was thinking, so he carefully lifted it up and came to the salt mountain, to the edge of the rock where it often practiced tongue training in the past few days.
Uncle Lu's mood seems much more stable.
It worked hard to reach its head, put its mouth on the rock, and then started to practice its tongue again.
It's just that the movement and speed are far, far behind compared to before.
"Yo yo! Yo yo!"
After a while, the deer barked again.
The people nearby didn't know what Uncle Lu was trying to express, and they all turned their attention to Han Cheng.
Han Cheng stood here, silent for a while, and then turned and walked towards the rapeseed field not too far away.
I got some relatively green rapeseed leaves from there, and found some fresh and juicy grass. I put the two together and walked to Uncle Lu with my hands.
Then deliver these rape leaves and grass to Uncle Lu's mouth in batches.
Uncle Lu, the whole deer looks more energetic.
It slowly ate the rapeseed and grass brought by Han Cheng, feeling happy all over.
After doing this for a while, Uncle Lu actually ate all the grass that Han Cheng had brought.
After eating, Uncle Lu still hadn't forgotten the process of teasing Han Cheng.
Even though it was already like this, he still stretched his head hard towards Han Cheng, wanting to do something to Han Cheng.
However, its body has been held up by the frame, and it doesn't have much strength. It usually does this very smoothly? It seems particularly difficult at this time.
In the past, Han Cheng, who was disgusted to death by Uncle Lu's shameless action, didn't say much. Instead, he took the initiative to step forward and half-crouched down, leaning his head to the side.
Get together.
This shameless guy, Uncle Lu, made a couple of noises.
"Yo yo!"
"Yo yo!"
Uncle Lu, this guy, seemed extremely happy about Han Cheng's self-conscious behavior and the fact that he could succeed.
He yelled at Han Cheng, and even habitually turned up the upper part of his mouth, revealing his big yellow teeth.
Having seen this scene in the past, Han Cheng would have been tempted to go up and slap Mr. Lu. But at this time, he didn’t make any moves. Instead, his whole person seemed relatively low-spirited...
Uncle Lu went anyway.
On this bright spring day, on the edge of the salt mountain where it likes to practice its tongue, under the witness of many people and accompanied by Han Cheng, the two-legged beast, it left completely.
This guy who met Han Cheng a long time ago and brought a lot of wealth and labor to the Qingque tribe left like this.
Didn't it appear to be in much pain when walking away? The whole deer was very stable.
Regarding Uncle Lu's departure, Han Cheng has been prepared for this period of time. Even if he is reluctant to let it go? Does he not want this to happen? In fact, he has always been prepared in his heart.
However, I really waited for this day, and this thing really happened in front of my eyes, looking at the extremely insignificant deer before, just lying there quietly.
No matter how you call it, how you call it, or what you do to it, it lies there quietly and ignores you, Han Cheng still can't help but feel sad.
Han Dashenzi, who was still more concerned about his own image, couldn't hold back this time. In front of so many people, he looked at Uncle Lu lying motionless on the ground and burst into tears.
Later, I even cried out loud.
Birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, long-lasting hatred, not being able to seek, not being able to let go.
These eight sufferings in life will always exist in the world, in people's hearts, and will accompany them.
It is precisely with these emotions that people can be called human beings.
The world has become more emotional and less cold.
Uncle Lu was buried three days later.
The location is on the hillside not far behind the Qingque Lord tribe, adjacent to the burial place of General Fu.
In the past, these two guys were old enemies, but now that they both passed away one after another, Han Cheng also arranged for them to be together again, so that they would have a companion in the future and not be alone.
Although Han Cheng was not superstitious, at this time, he still sent his most loyal wishes to the two guys.
I hope that after they pass away, they can still accompany each other as they did in life, and practice their skills when they have nothing to do.
Han Cheng, with red eyes, took a deep look again. Accompanied by some rape flowers, green grass and salt mountain rocks, Uncle Lu, who was lying quietly on his side in the big pit, took a deep breath.
tone.
Then he took the shovel in his hand, shoveled up the soil, and covered it.
A shovelful of soil fell, and Han Cheng, who no longer shed tears, had tears in his eyes, and then they fell...
"You all go back, I'll sit here by myself."
After burying Uncle Lu, Han Cheng stood here quietly, staring at the old and new graves in a daze. After looking at them for a while, he turned around and tried to show a smile, and spoke to everyone present.
Bai Xuemei, senior brother and others are not worried about Han Cheng.
Han Cheng smiled and nodded to them: "It's okay."
There were others who wanted to say something, but were pulled away by Wu's hand.
Before leaving, Wu reached out and patted Han Cheng on the shoulder...
Soon, Han Cheng was the only one left on the entire hillside.
He didn't care whether his clothes were dirty or not, he just sat here, between the old and new grave bags.
"Your life span is too short. How long has it been? You left one by one!
Obviously life in the tribe is getting better and better day by day, but you can't enjoy this blessing.
It's better if you leave, it'll be over once and for all. There will still be such a long time in the future, but what should I do?"
Under the warm sunshine, Han Cheng talked nonchalantly to the two grave bags.
Uncle Lu, that arrogant guy, could no longer express his disdain for Han Cheng through actions like snoring, snorting, and raising his head like before.
Fu Jiang, a bitch like him, couldn't act coquettishly like before, rubbing his plush body against Han Cheng's ankles.
"You two guys, now that you are together again, you must get along well in the future and don't start fighting when nothing happens.
I'm not with you, and no one will help you fight..."
Han Cheng's mood was already stable, but as he talked, he couldn't help but swallow again...
Time passed little by little, the sun in the sky slowly disappeared, and twilight soon fell.
Han Cheng sat quietly between the two graves and had been silent for a long, long time.
He just sat quietly, accompanying these two guys who were said to be pets but were actually old friends...
When twilight completely enveloped the sky and the earth became a blur, Han Cheng reached out and patted the two grave bags beside him and stood up.
"I'm leaving. You two should stay here well. If you don't go back, the people in the family will be worried."
Han Cheng muttered this to the two guys who had long since lost sight of him, and then walked down the hillside step by step.
Although he still wants to stay here for a while, at this time, he doesn't want to leave at all.
But when he thought about the women and children in the tribe, he stood up without any hesitation and walked towards the tribe.
Perhaps, this is the growth of human beings!
Along with labor pains, people gradually become less willful, able to restrain their emotions, hold back their sadness, and do what they should do...
Before Han Cheng could walk back to the main tribe, he met Bai Xuemei, who was walking with Little Wandou'er and Little Xing'er.
Seeing Han Cheng, several people who were obviously holding their breath breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Brother Cheng!"
"dad!"
When these people saw Han Cheng, they shouted out and stepped towards them with concern and joy.
Han Cheng bent down and picked up the youngest Xiao Huangdou, then reached out to touch the heads of Bai Xuemei and Xiao Xing'er, squeezed out a smile and said to them: "I'm back, let's go! Let's go home!"
Seeing this, Bai Xuemei breathed a long sigh of relief, and her whole body became relaxed.
What he fears most is that Brother Cheng will become particularly uncomfortable just like he did after Fu Jiang passed away...
In the spring of Qingque's seventeenth year, Uncle Lu passed away.
There are now more than 900 deer in the tribe.
Uncle Lu only occupies a very small part among them.
However, after it passed away, Han Cheng felt that the entire deer enclosure became empty.
In the past, people who would wander to the deer pen when nothing happened would not go there again for half a month after burying the deer...
In a place far away from the Qingque tribe, the leader of the mountain tribe was leading some people to do something there.
The mountain tribe leader at this time was completely different from before.
Taking some people with him, he kept fleeing to the northwest. The leader of the mountain tribe didn't even know how far he had gone.
However, after this escape, the number of people following the mountain tribe leader not only did not decrease, but actually increased.
Moreover, around the mountain tribe leader, there were not only men, but also some women and children.
These were the spoils of their escape.
At this time, the leader of the mountain tribe was doing some strange things with some people.
At this moment, they are collecting some fruits.
Speaking of fruits, it is not too accurate.
Because the fruits that people generally think of refer to those fruits that are grown on trees.
However, at this time, the fruits collected by the mountain tribe leaders and others did not grow on the trees, but on the ground, like grass.
In the eyes of the mountain tribe leader, this kind of thing is indeed a kind of grass.
And what they collected were the seeds of this grass.
It's just that this kind of grass is different from ordinary grass. The grass seeds produced by this grass are larger than ordinary grass, and it is easier to collect.
At this time, large-scale collection of the fruits of this weed was not initiated by the leaders of the mountain tribes and others.
But for this tribe that originally existed here, a large part of its food source came from these collected grass seeds.
This tribe was conquered by the leader of the mountain tribe and his men.
More than half of the men in the tribe were killed by the mountain tribe leaders and others, and the remaining people accepted the rule of the mountain tribe leaders and others.
In addition, the leader of the mountain tribe has been greatly trained in the process of managing the mountain tribe alliance, and he knows how to do certain things sometimes to achieve better results.
After doing these cruel things, the leader of the mountain tribe did not do anything else extreme to the remaining people.
On the contrary, in the subsequent interactions, he appeared to be more kind and compassionate, and through these means, he slowly won the hearts of these people.
By now, these people have accepted the fact that their tribe has changed its leader, and have begun to live a good life under the rule of the mountain tribe leader and others.
Because this place is too far away from where the tribal leader originally lived, the way of life is not the same.
In the past, the main way of life for people from the mountain tribe alliance who came from the grasslands was to herd cattle and eat what these livestock produced.
But the tribe they live in now relies entirely on hunting and gathering these things.
Speaking of collecting is not too accurate, because these people have obviously mastered the planting technology.
What they cultivate the most is the fruit that the mountain tribe leaders and others are currently collecting.
It is not easy to collect these fruits, because in summer, a time when all things are working hard to grow, these fruits have turned yellow and become mature, and they have many long, pointed, and very sharp thorns.
When collecting by hand, it is very awkward.
The leader of the mountain tribe has eaten these fruits, and he also knows that this is an important means of obtaining food here, so he does not think this matter is too troublesome, but follows them patiently and is used to it.
People who do these things learn to collect these fruits.
After drying and beating, the shells were pricked and the golden grass seeds were collected.
To be honest, the leader of the mountain tribe doesn't really like eating this kind of fruit.
Because there is generally only one way to eat this kind of fruit, and this way of eating it is to cook it in pottery cooking utensils made by people in this tribe.
Eat after cooking.
It tastes very tiring to eat.
However, I can't help but think that this kind of fruit is very easy to harvest, and you can collect a lot in a short period of time.
It is also very shelf-stable.
If you store it properly, it won't go bad if you keep it for a year or two.
Seeing that these fruits are large in quantity, durable in storage and can withstand hunger, the leaders of the mountain tribes also follow the local customs and do these things together with these people to collect and store these fruits.
Of course, the leader of the mountain tribe has not given up on his old profession of herding.
While the fruits are being collected here, the livestock are also grazing, and there are two harvests at the same time...
