The arrival of the Green Tribe is just a small episode in the busy and tense autumn harvest of the Qingque Tribe.
After the Green Tribe people left, the busy autumn harvest continued.
People were working very nervously. Although they were tired, the smiles on their faces did not diminish at all...
"Shuashuashua..."
The balloon shook something in his hand back and forth vigorously, and the thin grains of grain fell like rain, hitting his bare feet, making it tickle and feel very comfortable.
After shaking it back and forth for a while, I scraped it with my hands to see that there were no grains of grain inside, only chaff and some stalks, and then I stopped this action.
I walked to the edge of the threshing field and dumped all these things. Then I filled half the sieve with the unprocessed grains that had just been threshed. I walked here and continued shaking back and forth.
He couldn't put it down for this tool in his hand, which the Son of God called a bamboo sieve.
When there is no wind, use a bamboo sieve coupled with a dustpan to process the newly threshed millet. The speed should not be too fast.
This thing was made by the son of God by lame.
Turning around to look at the son of God, who was wading barefoot to dry the millet in the scene, a heartfelt admiration rose from Qianqiao's heart.
The Son of God is always able to use extremely common materials to create extremely useful utensils, making things simpler, less labor-intensive, and easier to do.
Without the tools everyone created with the Son of God, even if they were willing to put in the effort, it would be impossible to plant and harvest so much food at once!
"Wow, wow..."
Chen, who is missing half an ear and has grown much taller, holds a trapezoidal open wooden box made of wooden boards in his hand, shoveling and gathering piles of dried grains.
The name of this strange-looking wooden box is "桬子", which is specially used for shoveling the cleaned grain. It can be almost worth five or six shovels with a bone shovel.
Chen held the handle of the '欬子' in his hand, piled a shovelful of millet, and then quickly pulled it out. There was already more than ten kilograms of millet inside.
Then he turned around and skillfully poured it into a large tumbler wrapped in leather. Within a few strokes, the tumbler was full.
The second senior brother who was waiting aside picked up the burden and walked into the house.
In one part of the house, round stalks have been planted, and the ones inside are all dried and newly harvested millet.
The second senior brother put down his burden and picked up a tadpole head. With a little force on his hand, the tadpole head came to his shoulder. When he tilted his hand, the millet inside made a nice sound and slid into the tadpole...
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Wu is no longer playing with the rabbit. He is smiling all day long, either helping here or there, and he can't stop all day long.
Han Cheng advised him more than once to rest more and not to tire himself out. Wudu agreed with a smile on his face, but as soon as he sat down, he started to get busy again.
Han Cheng understood the happiness in Wu's heart. Seeing him like this, he could only shake his head and smile helplessly, and then told people not to let Wu do too heavy work...
This intense work lasted for twenty days and gradually came to an end.
For such a long time, the people of the Qingque tribe have all tightened their muscles and dare not relax at all.
Now that most of the grain has been threshed and put into the house, they can finally relax and don't have to rush like that.
Such hard work is not without rewards. The five houses originally reserved by the Qingque tribe for storing grain are now filled to the brim with millet.
There is still a lot of millet that has no place to put it.
The people of the Qingque tribe were very enthusiastic about these millets, and someone immediately said that they could put them in the house where they lived, or stack them on the kang, and they wouldn't mind sleeping on them.
Han Cheng thought for a while and still refused. God knows what the taste of these millets will become after living like this for a while...
The final decision was to free up a residential building to store the excess millet.
You must know that the Qingque Tribe only harvested these grain stalks once, the second and third times. Compared with the first time, the harvested millet will be much less, but after all, the quantity is there, hundreds of acres.
You can still get a lot of millet stalks out of the ground.
Looking at the several rooms filled with millet, the people in the tribe all smiled sincerely, and a sense of peace of mind spread in everyone's hearts.
After working continuously for such a long time, the people in the tribe have tanned a lot and lost a lot of weight, but they are still in very good spirits.
Look at the house that was later vacated. There was not much millet in it. The senior brother and some other people felt a little awkward. They thought it should be filled with millet like the other five houses, so they immediately shouted
Some people are going to thresh millet twice.
These guys are really working hard enough.
Han Cheng thought with emotion, but he also understood their feelings.
Originally, these people lived a life of precarious life without a meal.
Now that I have the opportunity to lead a better life, I naturally want to grab it and never let go...
The great development of the Qingque tribe in recent years has been actively guided by the time traveler Han Cheng, but if the senior brother and the others did not work hard but endured hardships and fear of fatigue, it would be impossible to develop to the level they are today.
possible.
Han Cheng stopped them with a smile and announced that he would take half a day off today and make some delicious food to celebrate. He would do the rest tomorrow.
As the son of God, he said so, and the others naturally followed it.
So, it didn't take long for the people in the tribe to start talking and laughing as they prepared for the evening banquet.
Dusk falls, the sun sets, and the western sky is covered with magnificent fire clouds.
The aroma of wine and meat began to spread in the large courtyard of the Qingque Tribe, and it was intoxicating to hear it.
Wu drank a little too much tonight and talked too much. He kept saying joyful words. Finally, he came to the room where the food was stored, hugged the door frame and burst into tears.
For such a big person, he cries like a month-old baby.
Many people fell asleep not long after eating.
On the one hand, it's because I drank some wine, and on the other hand, it's because I'm too tired...
In the room, Han Cheng hugged Bai Xuemei and lay quietly on the bed, feeling a touch of joy in his heart, but more of a joy from the bottom of his heart.
Through your own efforts, you can make life easier day by day and make the people around you care about better. From a certain perspective, this is the meaning and value of human life.
This kind of thing obtained through hard work will make people feel happy and at ease.
