Miss Qiu's steps were very fast. Even though Han Cheng and others were riding the boat all the way down the river, they were still chased up.
He didn't realize it at first, but it wasn't until a gust of wind blew by and a burst of yellow leaves fell from a tree by the river that Han Cheng realized to his surprise that autumn had already entered so deep.
Among the yellow leaves flying around like butterflies, Han Cheng and others stopped the boat on the shore and stepped onto Yau Ma Tei where the green bird flag looked much worn out.
Yau Ma Tei is the new name given to this land by Han Cheng.
There is no oilseed in Yau Ma Tei, only one wild hemp that has grown to the height of a person.
A place like this should be called Nomachi.
The reason why he has such an unrealistic name has something to do with Han Cheng.
There is a magical realm of the soul that cannot be resolved in every writer's work.
Mo Yan has Dongxiang Gaomi where blood-red sorghum grows, while Cao Wenxuan's is Yau Ma Tei in the water town.
In Yau Ma Tei, there is a primary school made of golden thatch, and there is a naughty but kind little boy named Sang Sang who likes to raise pigeons. There is a junior high school made of red tiles and a high school made of black tiles... There are children there.
Innocence, but also the troubles and growth of teenagers.
There is a young man who lives in Hongmen. Because his family is in trouble, he goes to a deserted place to herd ducks with his father. He experiences a lonely journey deep into the soul and grows up in adversity. His name is Du Xiaokang...
Before coming to primitive society, Han Cheng preferred to read Cao Wenxuan's books, especially "Thatched House" and "Red Roof and Black Roof".
When you are upset, reading a couple of chapters can purify your soul and find the long-lost things that are gradually lost as you grow up and become busy...
There is a lot of wild hemp in Yau Ma Tei, and there are many blackened hemp capsules on them, and the seeds of wild hemp are wrapped inside.
Not only will the sesame blooms keep getting higher and higher, but the wild sesame flowers will also bloom.
Looking at the few black wild pockmarks placed in Bai Xuemei's palm, Han Cheng smiled. With these things, there will be a lot of wild pockmarks around the Qingque tribe in the coming year.
A piece of wild hemp as thick as a finger was uprooted by Han Cheng, and he peeled off the hemp skin from the tip to the root, stopping about twenty centimeters from the root.
Looking at the tough hemp skin, a smile appeared on Han Cheng's face again, and he was not just wishful thinking when he made hemp rope and linen cloth.
After testing the availability of wild hemp, Han Cheng, who was very playful, broke the wild hemp stem that looked white and tender after being stripped of his clothes, divided the hemp skin remaining at the root into three relatively even strands, and then began to twist the rope.
After a while, a whip made of wild hemp appeared in his hand.
He swung it hard in the air a few times and made a sound much louder than a muffled fart.
"Brother Cheng, what are you using the wild hemp for?"
Bai Xuemei asked Han Cheng with flashing eyes.
Han Cheng, who was holding a small whip and fantasizing about using it to beat Bai Xuemei, heard the words of the child bride and immediately replied without hesitation: "Zhi Xuemei"
cloth, make a set of small panties for my little wife."
Tietou and others held sickles in their hands and began to try to harvest wild hemp.
It's not as fast as harvesting millet or thatch, but the speed is still reasonable.
However, after the wild hemp has been harvested, you need to be careful when walking here. The straw sandals Han Cheng and the others are wearing cannot resist attacks from the wild hemp stubble very well.
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Han Cheng and others did not stay here for too long. After confirming that the wild hemp was ripe, useful and ready for harvest, they all returned to the boat and headed downstream.
Go downstream first to find the Fire Tribe to fulfill your promise and then come back to harvest wild hemp.
Han Cheng did not let Han Cheng take the six bamboo rafts, so they stayed in Yau Ma Tei and were tied tightly to the big trees.
It was deserted and inhabited at this time, so there was no need to worry about someone stealing it.
Tietou sat in the boat, looking at Yau Ma Tei, which was gradually becoming less visible, with some reluctance.
In fact, he wanted to stay here with the others to harvest wild hemp while waiting for the return of the Son of God.
This will not only save you the trouble of taking a boat, but also speed up the work so that you can get back to the tribe as soon as possible.
It's a pity that the Son of God disagreed, saying that it was too scattered and unsafe.
Tietou thought about it carefully and felt that what the Son of God said made sense, so he didn't insist anymore.
In fact, what he didn't know was that in addition to this consideration, there were other thoughts that Han Cheng didn't say.
That was to prevent the Fire Tribe from taking her back after seeing that Bai Xuemei was completely healed.
He brought more people there so that he could be prepared to take Bai Xuemei back forcibly if something went wrong.
This is the child bride he has chosen, and no one can take her away from him.
Several small boats swayed down the river, bypassed Wangdong Mountain, and then sailed forward...
The leader of the Fire Tribe held a crudely made wooden spear in his hand. He stood on a high ground, putting a sour fruit into his mouth and looking towards the empty river bank.
The whole fruit quickly disappeared into his mouth without spitting out even the core.
He used his free hand to take a red leaf from his messy hair, looked at it before his eyes and threw it away.
Many trees have started to lose their leaves. It’s already what the water tribe calls autumn. Why haven’t the people from that tribe come yet?
It was because they didn't want to come due to the long journey, and... they were all infected by the sick child from their own tribe, all of them...
Thinking of this, the leader of the Fire Tribe shuddered and shook his head to prevent himself from thinking any more.
That scene was really scary.
He strongly hoped that what the people of that tribe said was true, that they really had a way to cure this disease that seemed to be incurable to him and others.
In this way, not only the people of the water tribe will not die, but their own tribe will also be able to get cures for their illnesses, without having to throw people with that disease into the fire.
Just thinking about the past experiences of my own tribe, and then thinking that the leader of the tribe was just an unreliable minor, the ominous premonition became more and more serious...
If you have no hair on your mouth, you will not be able to do things well.
Not only later generations would think this way, but also primitive people, but they couldn't express it so penetratingly.
Not only is the leader of the Fire Tribe looking forward to the tribe coming from the water, but the rest of the Fire Tribe are also looking forward to the tribe coming.
Especially the women of the Fire Tribe.
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
In the past, they didn't feel much about this aspect. Since they tasted the feeling of being full from the Qingque Tribe, the women of the Fire Tribe feel more and more that the men in their tribe are not good enough, and they miss the water more and more.
