When different people look at the same thing, they will often get different results.
The same goes for labor.
From the hard work of building a house, most people of the original bone tribe have gained some vague insights such as "life is not easy, but you will get something if you work hard".
And I came up with the idea of working hard to build new houses as soon as possible.
Tree bark is different from others, he only gets dislike and injustice from it.
He likes to live in a spacious and bright house, but he doesn't like the kind of labor that wears out his hands and swells his arms.
He was very dissatisfied. Why did he have to do such hard work when there were so many people in the tribe?
Why can that person named Hei Wa do nothing all day long and just play in the mud?
Why does that guy named Tietou only need to cut the grass and occasionally feed the deer?
Why can that fat guy take naps all the time?
Why can others live directly in spacious and bright houses, but they have to sleep in caves, and if they want to live in a house, they need to build it themselves?...
Heavy labor and a new, differentiated life gave people in this era of common ownership the idea of private ownership.
These thoughts have been lingering in Shupi's heart for a while, but he has never said them out.
Today, what Bark needs to do is the same as yesterday, which is to pick up stones from the quarry with a few people from Bottle and transport them to the wall.
The shoulder pole pressed against his red and swollen shoulders, making him grimace and unbearable.
When a stone broke the blood blisters on his hand and the unbearable pain spread from his hand, Bark finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He threw the hook and pole and the head of the rafter into the ditch of the parapet, and even gave a working bottle to several people with signs to express his thoughts.
I originally thought that the tree bark had accidentally removed the pole head from the hook, so I hurriedly helped to retrieve the pole head and the bottle from the wall ditch. After I figured out the meaning of the tree bark, I was stunned on the spot.
He didn't know why Bark had such thoughts and said such words.
Isn’t it right for everyone to work together for the tribe?
Aren’t the old hands of the Qingque tribe also working?
Feeling a little unhappy, he reached out and patted Bark's arm and told him not to think so.
But Bark didn't listen to him. His voice got louder and louder, and he threw the hook and pole that he had used to pick up the bottle back into the ditch.
Bottle was completely angry.
I and others have nothing. After joining the tribe, I can eat three meals a day and no longer have to go hungry!
In addition, like everyone else, he also has new clothes.
The sleeping place is much better than before.
Originally there was no need to build houses in the tribe, but now they build houses just for themselves and others to live in.
The old men in the tribe didn't have to do these things anymore. In order to let themselves and others have a house to live in, they started doing it without saying anything...
He told this to Shubari, who recognized the unfairness and was unwilling to listen to anything else.
Bottle, filled with anger, threw away the hook and punched the tree bark, which was still talking about inequality.
Not to be outdone, Bark fought back, and the two of them struggled and fell into the ditch of the parapet.
Another man from the original bone tribe who was picking stones with them also threw away his hook and carried the trundle head, jumped into the ditch of the parapet, and helped Bottle beat the bark of the tree.
What happened here quickly alarmed many people.
The people who were fighting together were pulled out of the trench...
The members of the Qingque tribe were gathered together and all pulled into the courtyard. The three people who participated in the beating stood at the front of the crowd, directly facing the three giants of the Qingque tribe, Eldest Brother, Wu, and Han Cheng.
Han Cheng already knew the reason for the fight, and so did the rest of the Qingque tribe.
Everyone glared at Bark. If Han Cheng hadn't come to stop him, Bark would have been beaten even more.
Looking at the tree bark standing here, Han Cheng sneered in his heart, he didn't expect such a person to exist at this time!
The Qingque Tribe has a lot of manpower, and there are many things that need to be done. Naturally, it is impossible to focus all the manpower on building houses.
Han Chenggong divided labor, built houses, reclaimed wasteland, obtained food, raised livestock, and so on.
Because the people of the Bone Tribe are new to the Qingque Tribe, they don't understand many things, so the ones they do most are those without much technical content.
Such as carrying water, carrying stones, digging soil, etc.
The construction of houses, the laying of foundations with stones, lighting fires, watering and quarrying of stones, etc. are basically all done by the experienced old hands of the Qingque tribe.
In fact, under such conditions, few things are easy.
Mowing doesn't seem very tiring, but in fact it can't be done for a long time. The iron head that often mows grass is like two people, and the palm holding the sickle is covered with thick calluses.
The two hands were soaked in grass juice and the original color could no longer be seen. The hand that was often used to grab grass had many scars cut by the stone sickle.
The top carpenter and weaver of the Qingque tribe, both hands are extremely rough, and now they are somewhat deformed...
(In order to express it better, the following dialogue is written smoothly. Book friends, please don’t take it too seriously)
"You think it's unfair?"
Han Cheng waited for a while, looked at the bark of the tree and asked.
Shubari was already a little scared at this time, but looking at his worn hands and sore shoulders, and remembering that he had drank Qingque water, he felt more at ease, plucked up the courage, and spoke.
"It's not fair. The work they do is light and easy. Hei Wa, Tietou, Lai, Second Senior Brother, Junior Brother Sha... all the work they do is easy."
Han Cheng almost laughed out of anger at this guy. You are the most miserable and tired person in the entire tribe. Everyone else is doing easy work.
Han Cheng asked the people whom Shupi was talking about to come forward, stretch out their hands, and put them together with Shupi's hand. The calluses on everyone's hands were thicker than those on Shupi's hand.
“Our tribe is what it is today because the Son of God led us to do it bit by bit!
Building walls, erecting houses, excavating the land... these are all done with our hands. How much sweat have we shed and how much hardship have we endured?
We almost starved to death in the winter. Shenzi took us walking on the snow and standing on the ice to catch fish, and we were so cold that we lost consciousness..."
Lame pointed at everything around him and spoke with an extremely excited expression. His eyes turned red and he couldn't help but shed tears.
The old men of the Qingque Tribe also thought of the difficulty they had had along the way. Some women had cried loudly, and even the eldest brother and the witch had tears in their eyes.
"And you, when you come here, you can eat three meals a day, have clothes to wear, and can stay in the wall without worrying about wild beasts... You actually feel resentful..."
Lai pointed at the bark of the tree and reprimanded loudly. He said that he was excited, so he went up and slapped the bark of the tree twice.
"Son of God, put him to death."
"Yes, Son of God, we don't want such people!"
The crowd was raging, not only the old men from the Qingque tribe, but also those from the original bone tribe who came in with the bark.
The bark was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He thought that if he did this, at least the people living with him would support him, and he drank Qingque water...
"I...I drank Qingque water. We are members of the same tribe. You can't kill me!"
he shouted with fear.
"We don't want people like you..."
Everyone looked at Han Cheng, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Han Cheng looked at the tree bark and nodded: "They are right, there is no one like you in our Qingque tribe.
If you think it’s not good or fair here, then you don’t want to live here.”
"Yes, we don't welcome you, you don't want to live here anymore!"
Bark, who had completely lost his temper, was pushed out of the tribe gate by everyone.
"I made the clothes you're wearing!"
A woman ran out, took off the clothes he was wearing, and threw a piece of dirty animal skin at his feet.
Shubari picked up the animal skin, held it in his hand and walked forward in a daze.
Where should I go?
I really don’t want to leave the tribe, I just want to do some easy work, but I just feel unfair...
He stopped, turned around and looked towards the tribe, wanting to return.
Those who had been kind and friendly immediately made angry noises against him, and some drew their bows and arrows at him.
Bark has no choice but to move forward numbly...
(I wish you all a happy New Year’s Eve, may you have more blessings and longevity, and have a good dream after playing)
