Chapter 261 Warm wind blows, spring comes (seventh more)
The snow on the ground is melting little by little, and the thick ice on the river is also slowly melting. I don’t know when, along with the swollen river, it flows slowly downwards, and from time to time I can hear
You can hear the sound of some icicles colliding together.
The grass roots are already turning green, and some impatient grasses can't wait to dig out their bright yellow heads from the ground, shivering in the still somewhat chilly spring breeze.
Standing on the wall of the Qingque tribe, looking around, there is a layer of light green on top of the withered yellow surrounding it. It is the season when the green willows contain smoke, and the color of the grass looks far away but is not there up close.
In this somewhat chilly wind, the spring of Qingque's fourth year has officially arrived.
The operation, which Han Cheng had been looking forward to for half the winter and made a lot of preparations for, did not start immediately.
First of all, spring has just arrived, and the river has swelled a lot because of the melting ice and snow. It is not safe to go boating at this time.
Secondly, the temperature has not risen yet, whether it is the air or the river water.
In such a season, if you fall into the water, it can really cost you half your life.
In other words, now is not a suitable time to travel along the river.
Third, and most importantly, Han Cheng became a little hesitant.
With the departure of winter and the arrival of spring, after the river was opened, his original eagerness to go out and have a look suddenly became a little uneasy.
He didn't know what was waiting for him further away.
On the one hand, he longed for the civilized world outside, but on the other hand, he felt uneasy about it.
He didn't know what to do after discovering that there was a civilized world outside, and how to deal with the relationship with the people of the Qingque tribe.
Should I abandon this tribe and return to civilization alone, or should I return to the embrace of the tribe? Or should I go out with the tribe members?
These things that I have thought about before, but have never thought deeply about, are becoming more and more heavy on my mind every day as the weather gets warmer.
Oh, humans.
Oh, Han Cheng.
It's really a complicated thing.
Because he was thinking about these things in his mind, it was difficult to make up his mind, and because there were external conditions that were not conducive to a long journey, Han Cheng put off the matter of traveling by boat half-heartedly.
Let's wait, wait until the weather is warmer, get out the silkworms and plant the millet before setting off.
The water will be much warmer by then. Even if the canoe rolls over and falls into the water, you can still save your life. It will not be like now, where you will be frozen and stiff if you fall in, and you will probably lose your life.
After making this decision in his heart, Han Cheng felt a lot more relaxed.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a faint cry coming from behind.
And listening to the voice doesn’t just belong to one person.
Han Cheng was stunned at first, then doubts arose. It had been three years since he came here, and he had never seen people in the tribe cry. What happened today? Why did he suddenly start crying?
And he's not crying alone. Could it be...?
As Han Cheng thought about this, he became uneasy and had vague bad thoughts lingering in his mind.
He suppressed his random thoughts, turned around and looked towards the courtyard. He didn't see anyone crying, but he could tell the direction from which the crying came, which was coming from that row of houses!
He followed the ladder that had been inspected and repaired once, quickly climbed down the fence, and quickly walked towards the house.
Walking around the house from a distance, the scene appeared in front of us. Xing, Chen, Xiaomei, Xiaoli and other older minors from the Qingque tribe gathered under the eaves, and the cry came from their mouths.
Seeing that they were alone and that they were not at the door or inside the house, Han Cheng felt relieved.
"What happened?"
Han Cheng asked aloud.
"Son of God..."
When they heard the sound and saw that it was Han Cheng, Xing shouted with tears in his eyes.
Han Cheng shuddered slightly. He always annoyed women to shed tears and stopped playing when they started crying. It made people want to be irritated.
At this time, Jian Xing and the others looked at him with tears streaming down his face, and felt a little dizzy.
The key is that it doesn't matter if these girls are crying, but why are the boys like Chen also in tears?
Han came over to ask about the situation. After a while, he understood the whole story.
The root of the matter was on the empty wooden shelf he was holding.
This wooden shelf was originally used to hang wind chimes, but as the weather got warmer, the wind chimes made by Bing Ling finally couldn't hold up and melted.
Xing and the others especially liked the crystal clear wind chimes that could make pleasant sounds. When they saw the wind chimes melted and damaged, they couldn't help feeling sad and burst into tears.
The boys Chen also liked these wind chimes very much. They didn't cry at first, but later they were infected by the cries of Xing and the others, and they also shed tears.
"I...I put it...into the water, and it...it still melted..."
Xiaomei said with sobs and couldn't help but shed tears again.
Han Cheng has a big head. This is really a problem. There is no refrigerator at this time, and there is no saltpeter in the tribe. How can he make ice out of thin air?
Looking at these tearful people looking at him expectantly, Han Cheng felt that he should not have taken out the wind chime in the first place.
When Xing, Chen and others saw that the Son of God was silent, they knew that Feng Chime was hopeless.
They also knew that when the weather got warmer, the ice and snow would melt, but they just couldn't bear to let such beautiful wind chimes disappear.
"Son of God..."
Xing opened his mouth and said that he didn't want the wind chime, but the god who was thinking deeply at the side suddenly smiled and said that he could make the wind chime.
This surprised and delighted them. At the same time, they were also very curious about how Shenzi would fix the wind chimes. After all, the ice had melted.
Han Cheng naturally had an idea. He asked the children to find some broken pottery fragments.
The Qingque tribe does not lack these things, especially near the earthen kiln not far from the river.
After a while, these children picked up a small pile of large and small pottery fragments.
Han Chenggong mobilized them to drill holes into the pottery pieces.
The children's eyes immediately lit up when they understood what the Son of God was going to do.
Yes, they only thought about using ice to make wind chimes, but they forgot that other things can also be used to make wind chimes!
Inspired by Han Cheng, Hei Wa has mastered the simple method of glazing pottery, which is to simply brush a layer of grass and wood ash water on the clay embryo, and then the surface of the pottery will become very smooth when the pottery is fired.
What these children found were all shiny, glazed pottery pieces.
On the empty rope on the wooden shelf, large and small pottery pieces fell, and the sound they made when they collided with each other was even more pleasant.
Seeing the wind chimes swaying slightly in the breeze, the children all smiled and cheered around the Son of God.
