Chapter 255 Just because I glanced at you in the crowd
After the New Year celebrations were finalized, the atmosphere in the Qingque tribe immediately became different.
It is a feeling of fear, anticipation, vague excitement and many other things intertwined together.
However, the training that was held every three days did not stop because of this. In the current training, in addition to gathering, turning left, and turning right, training on weapons such as archery, stone throwing, shield holding, and spear thrusting has begun.
Mainly focused on group training.
In this regard, in later generations, Han Cheng only had people train in formation twice. He had never been exposed to weapons combat, and he could only learn it slowly by groping.
In the spacious deer shed, the production of canoes has officially stopped today. The main people who make canoes - lame, wood, and Heiwa need to make one or two more bulges. This is Qingque.
The consensus of the tribesmen.
They were worried that having only one drum would not be able to scare away the terrifying Nian beast.
So far, the Qingque Tribe has three completed canoes, all of which were made after the tree trunks were burned and burned out, making them too big for three or four people to hold.
The space inside is not small. It is very easy to seat six people in a canoe and put some necessary supplies.
Regrettably, the river surface has been frozen, so there is no way to test the water and test the specific performance.
Another thing is that since the interior is empty with fire, it is easy for people to get blackened when they go inside.
This requires someone to polish it carefully with rough stones and other tools.
The women of the Qingque tribe also had an extra job. This job was handed down by Han Cheng, the son of the god, which was to sew a new piece of clothing for everyone in the tribe.
This dress will be distributed to everyone on New Year's Eve.
The people of the tribe lived together, and Han Cheng did not deliberately conceal this matter, so it quickly spread throughout the Qingque tribe.
Not only the minors, but also the adults of the Qingque tribe are looking forward to the New Year even more.
As the saying goes, clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as old. It is probably a common problem among people to prefer new clothes and dislike the old. Even the primitive people of the Qingque tribe still like new clothes that look better and are more comfortable to wear.
Especially the clothes made using the method taught by the Son of God are so comfortable and warm when worn on the body.
The sun, which had not appeared for several days, finally came out again.
A lot of wooden pillars and stones were placed at the base of the south wall where a clear space had been cleared. The women of the Qingque tribe gathered together in twos and threes, sitting in the sun, holding tanned furs in their hands, and
There are bone needles, bone awls, ropes and other things to make clothes according to the method taught by the Son of God.
The older girls Xing, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli also follow the adults in making clothes here. From time to time, there will be people who are better at making clothes and teach them some necessary techniques.
For thicker leather, use a bone awl to pierce the hole, and then use a bone needle to thread the needle and thread. For thinner leather, use a bone needle that can withstand several iron needles from later generations to sew directly.
Xing is currently sewing clothes with bone needles. Her hands are still too weak and it is not easy to penetrate the leather with bone needles.
After trying twice in a row and failing to penetrate the skin, she picked up a bone plate placed in a small circular basket made by lame.
There are many specially-cut pits in the middle of this bone plate.
Xing pressed the bone plate against the tail end of the bone needle. The tail end of the bone needle easily sank into the small hole on the bone plate. Then he exerted force on his hand and the needle, which was originally very difficult to penetrate, was pierced.
leather.
She put the bone plate back into the small basket specially designed for needles, threads and some scraps of leather, threaded the needle and thread, and sewed the stitch. She looked up and saw the Son of God walking by not far away.
Shenzi was followed by Fu Jiang, who had a bigger belly and wagging his tail.
Bone needles, bone plates for thimbles, and methods of sewing clothes were all taught by the Son of God.
Xing couldn't help but think again, how could the Son of God know so many things...
Han Cheng didn't know what Xing was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely touch Guangguang's chin with pride and say in his heart: "It's not that I know too much, but that you know too little."
Han Cheng walked aside and looked at the people gathering together to sew clothes from a distance. In the chilly air, warm sunlight fell down, covering most of the courtyard.
He and everyone making clothes were covered.
In a daze, it gives people the illusion that he is not a primitive tribe at this time, but has returned to that distant but clear village.
In the same winter free time, those familiar young and old women gathered in someone's courtyard with their needlework, doing their work and talking about homely things.
Several children who came along gathered together, bending marbles, corners or other things...
In such a trance, Xing, who picked up the bone plate and put it down again, unconsciously lifted it up and looked towards the Son of God, and met the Son of God's eyes.
"Xing, the Son of God is looking at you and wants to sleep with you."
When working women gather together, there is always a strong atmosphere of gossip, whether it is in later generations or among primitive tribes.
As the son of God, Han Cheng is the kind of person who has his own spotlight in the Qingque tribe. Once he appears outside, he easily attracts everyone's attention.
Therefore, the actions of the Son of God at this time were seen by many people.
Some time ago, the witch and the leader wanted to take Xing as the consort of the Son of God. In such a small tribe, there was naturally no way to hide it.
Sex, or things related to sex, is a topic that will never die down.
From the original, to the present, and to the future of who knows when.
The way primitive people express their inner feelings is always more straightforward.
Xiaomei stretched her head to see what she was looking at here for a while, then looked at Xing who was also looking at the Son of God, and said aloud.
The slightly lowered voice fell, eliciting a burst of good-natured laughter.
If it were placed elsewhere, a woman would always be a little embarrassed to be teased in public like this, but Xing didn't change her expression.
She didn't look away, and said seriously but somewhat discouraged: "Son of God, don't get stuck with me."
"You can defeat the Son of God and then be trapped with him."
This time the speaker was an adult primitive woman who had defeated her man and then successfully slept with the man she loved.
Therefore, when I say this at this time, it seems a bit justified.
In the tribe, such things are allowed to happen, although they don't happen often.
Xing's eyes lit up. In terms of beating, the Son of God really couldn't beat him...
Xiaomei, who was teasing the comedian, and Xiaoli, who was not far away from her, suddenly seemed to have thought of something.
