God is very strange and does not always listen to people's prayers.
This is most likely because human beings are too insignificant, so insignificant that in the eyes of God, they are no different from an ant.
But no matter how big or small, elephants live like elephants, and ants also live like ants. They live in different ways, but they are all working hard to move forward.
Han Cheng, who looked like an ant in God's eyes, was very distressed at the moment.
His troubles come from metal ores.
Whether it was because all his luck as a time traveler had been used up or for some other reason, after the caravan returned from its third trip, there was still no trace of metal ore among the many stones it brought back.
This made Han Cheng, who wanted to get metals out early and build various utensils, so that the productivity of the Qingque tribe could be greatly developed, seemed a little anxious.
Could it be that God is deliberately playing with himself?
"Crack~!"
A bolt of lightning pierced the dark sky, and immediately a series of thunder exploded overhead, shaking the surrounding area.
God said that he was very busy and had no time to play with such a little guy.
Primitive people always have a deep-seated fear of lightning and thunder. As soon as the thunder thundered, everyone hid in the house, showing fear and awe, hoping that God would soon vent his anger.
Although Han Cheng understood what was going on with the lightning and thunder, at this time he had no intention of going outside and pointing at the sky to ask why his tribe was not allowed to find metal ore.
He doesn't have the courage like Li Xuanba, nor does he have the arrogant temper. He can't do such extremely heroic and arrogant behavior as scolding the sky.
And even if he wanted to do it, he couldn't get away at the moment because there was a pregnant woman beside him who was hugging his arm tightly like a trembling and frightened kitten.
Considering how hard your wife and children are trying to keep you, I won't question you.
Han Cheng, who had never thought of troubling God, put aside his words very boldly in his heart and generously forgave God who made thunder but never rained.
Then he lay on the kang, hugging the frightened pregnant woman Bai Xuemei.
Sometimes when I put my hand on Bai Xuemei's belly, I can still feel the baby's powerful movements, so that Bai Xuemei's belly sometimes moves.
Seeing the noise made by the unborn little guy, Han Cheng, who seemed a little anxious because he couldn't find the metal ore, gradually calmed down.
Take your time, some things need to be pursued to be true, but you cannot ignore all the good things around you because of this.
Bai Xuemei has been pregnant for a long time, nearly eight months, and it won't take too long for Han Cheng to truly become a glorious baby daddy.
Hugging his picked-up daughter-in-law and feeling the movement of his children, Han Cheng was filled with longing.
After the thunder and lightning gained momentum, the rain finally fell.
Big raindrops fell on the ground, leaving patches of wet marks, and a series of noises were heard on the roof.
The big raindrops soon turned into a white rain curtain, and the green bamboo clusters outside the window became even greener in the rain. Some of the large bamboo leaves wrapped on the bamboo shoots fell silently in the rain.
There was some water mist drifting inside along the open window.
After the heavy rain fell, the heat subsided and the whole world immediately became cooler.
Han Cheng stood up gently, went to the window and covered it, then lay back on the kang, hugging Bai Xuemei, listening to the sound of rain quietly in the dimly lit room, which was very comfortable.
After a while, the sound of rain gradually became smaller, the thunder also disappeared, the heavy rain turned into normal rain, and someone's voice came into the house from the rain curtain.
From those words, Han Cheng knew that it was the elder brother who was a hard-working family man who led the laborers from the tribe, wearing bamboo hats and coir raincoats and carrying tools to check the water conditions in the fields.
Han Cheng lay here quietly, and finally fell asleep to the soft sound of rain.
When he woke up, he felt refreshed. It had been a long time since he had slept so completely relaxing his body and mind.
It's still dark outside, and I don't know what time it is.
Bai Xuemei curled up next to him like a kitten, her big belly resting on the kang, and she looked at Han Cheng quietly for who knows how long with her eyes that Han Cheng thought were beautiful.
Seeing Han Cheng wake up, he smiled sweetly at Han Cheng...
He was a little hungry, but Han Cheng lay on the kang without moving. At this moment, he had the urge to stop time and let this moment last forever...
Under the same sky, different people live and different stories happen.
Because of individual differences, different people often have different feelings about the same thing.
Just like this rainy day, what Han Cheng felt was tranquility and peace of mind, but what some people felt was irritability.
Some irritable emotions emerged in a room in the slave yard to the east, and soon they could not be suppressed and began to explode.
So, turmoil broke out.
Verbal disputes are not the strong point of primitive people, especially when their command of Mandarin is not good and the language they originally mastered is fragmented and unsystematic.
So, after only a few words of argument, the verbal dispute developed into a fistfight.
Two people surrounded by leather started fighting in a room in the small courtyard.
One of the guys with long legs kept attacking the other guy like crazy.
The person he was fighting with was a man whose body seemed much stronger than his long legs.
However, at this time, he was no match for Long Legs. Without a moment's effort, he was hit several times by Long Legs.
The long legs' hard nails left several bloody trails on the other person's body.
After a brief fight, the stronger-looking man began to run away.
The space in the room was too small, which was obviously not conducive to escape, so after turning around twice, the man ran out of the room, chasing after him with long legs.
In terms of speed, this man was obviously no match for Long Legs, who once led a rhinoceros to run freely with grass. As soon as he left the door, he screamed in panic and was thrown to the ground by Long Legs who followed.
The two men, who had fought so hard that not much of their clothes were left, got entangled in the rain and were covered in mud and water.
However, he had no intention of stopping. After rolling for a while, the long legs that pressed the man under him were breathing heavily, shouting randomly, and kept banging his head against the man below him.
It seemed that he wanted to hit him to death before giving up.
The movement here quickly attracted enough attention in the slave yard. Many people walked out of the door or crowded in the door and window, pointing at the two fighting men.
The people at the guard post on the wall of the Qingque Tribe also noticed this unexpected situation and shouted a few times. After seeing that the two entangled people did not show any signs of separation, they did not hesitate to sound the warning bell.
