There was a little more warmth in the fields around the tribe, and with the efforts of everyone in the Qingque tribe, more and more land was turned over.
The moist soil is exposed to the air, bringing with it a pleasant smell.
The heavy snow and cold are not without their benefits. The layers of heavy snow provide the land with sufficient moisture and also freeze to death many insects.
It can effectively reduce the chance of pests and diseases.
The slightly warm spring sun shines on the earth, and the still cold spring breeze blows on Han Cheng's sleeves.
Standing with his hands behind his back, Han Dashenzi held a pen in one hand and took a few steps back to carefully examine his handwriting.
The writing is not very good, but the meaning is very good.
In later generations, no matter how ugly the word "demolished" is written, many people still want this word to appear on their houses.
Because this word represents the rejuvenation of the family, the rich material resources that come with it, and the confidence to drive a good car to work, and then fail to do the work as expected, which gives the boss the confidence to fire him.
With this word, after experiencing the joy of sudden wealth, many people will become calmer and more patient and tolerant in dealing with others.
Such a word, in later generations, will contain far more than just a "blessing" posted on the door during the New Year.
No matter how well the word "福" is written and used on both front and back posts, there is no such thing as a real word.
In later generations, Han Cheng's hometown lived in an extremely remote place, and he would not be able to write such a word in a few decades.
This is also a big reason why he has to go on a mission alone on Valentine's Day.
This is how people are, the more they lack something, the more they miss it.
In later generations, Han Cheng had no hope of having the word "demolished" written on his house, so he took it upon himself to write such meaningful words on the tribe's wall here.
Although I know there is no use even if I write it down, sometimes when I look at it, it still makes my heart beat.
After admiring his handwriting for a while, Han Cheng walked to the other side and continued writing the word.
While writing this, a flash of inspiration came to my mind, and a very good idea arose in my heart.
If I had written the word "Hai" on my own house and the houses of my neighbors before going on a blind date, the outcome of the blind date might have been completely different, right?
After the flash of inspiration, what was left was deep regret. Why hadn't I thought of such a good idea before?
After thinking about this with regret for a while, Han Cheng carried the clay pot and the big brush back to the tribe. From a distance, he saw his son sitting in a simple baby walker who was twisting from time to time, and his son pushing the walker.
Bai Xuemei, Han Cheng shook his head and threw all the messy thoughts out of his mind.
Fortunately, no one had taken a fancy to me before, otherwise I would have had a lot more worries in this era.
Thinking like this, he snorted again. In later generations, no woman liked him, but now he is a piece of cake. He only needs to say a word, and the women in the tribe can take turns to drain him dry.
In his heart, he criticized the women who had blind dates with him in later generations for their blindness, and with a strong spirit of victory, Han Cheng walked up to tease his fat son with a smile.
When he came to see the black ink on his hands, Han Cheng felt moved, and then began to dress up Xiao Wandou.
Under Han Cheng's exquisite care, a little old man wearing crotchless pants and sitting on a walker was born.
Bai Xuemei was beside herself with laughter. She squatted on the ground and put one hand on her stomach, laughing with tears in her eyes.
After finally stopping her laughter, she looked up at the confused little Doudou sitting in the stroller, and immediately started laughing again, holding her stomach.
Han Cheng, who had done the dirty trick, stood aside and watched with great joy.
Well, these two are indeed biological parents.
After giving birth to a child, it would be meaningless if you don't play around with it.
Looking at the little pea that looks like a little old man, Han Cheng, who couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear, thought quite contentedly...
Time passed little by little while everyone was working. Seeing that it was getting dark, the senior brother who led the people to cultivate in the fields knocked the clapper in his hand.
When people who had been working for a day heard this sound, some people immediately put away their tools and walked back carrying them.
Some people looked at the little land left in front, added a few more pieces of land here, and dug it out before going back.
As the leader and the core member of the Qingque tribe, the eldest brother undoubtedly loves doing work even more.
Although he was the one who struck the bang, he waited until everyone had almost left before carrying his own tools and walking back with them.
Don't underestimate the effort of this moment. Over the years, the senior brother will have to dig out a lot more ground than the person who walks back when he hears the sound of the stick.
"What's wrong?"
The senior brother who was walking behind carried the tools and walked for a while. He found that the person who had taken the first step did not go back directly to the courtyard as before, but stopped in front of the gate, stood there and gathered around, facing the gate.
He kept pointing and pointing nearby.
The senior brother, who didn't understand what was going on, couldn't help but murmured, and then stepped forward to inspect the situation.
Under the condition that Han Chengde, intelligence, physical education, art, and labor were grasped with all five hands, especially under the terrifying suppression of the ruler and the penalty of copying characters, the people of the Qingque tribe could more or less recognize some characters.
At this time, it doesn't matter even if you don't know the words, some people have already begun to consciously recite it for everyone.
"Demolish? What does this mean?"
The eldest brother was mumbling this word, just like everyone else, he was confused.
When people heard that this was written by the Son of God, everyone became even more confused. They didn't know what the Son of God meant when he suddenly wrote such a word on the wall of the courtyard.
Among the crowd was an old man from the Qingque tribe who was working with Dou today. After thinking about it, he immediately said some of the words that the Son of God said today.
As a result, everyone who was already confused suddenly became even more confused. Should such a good wall be demolished?
Unlike Han Cheng, who couldn't help but feel excited when he saw the word "demolished" on his house, everyone in the tribe was filled with astonishment mixed with some panic.
Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing again after watching this scene.
The effect of the word 'demolish' appearing at the gate was quickly felt. During dinner in the evening, many people came to him, hesitantly because they didn't want Han Cheng to demolish the wall.
After dinner, the senior brother and others went to see Han Cheng one after another.
"Get the spring plowing done first, and we'll talk about it later!"
After rounds of bombings, Han Da Shenzi finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his foot on the buttocks of several people in the room, kicked them twice, and drove them out.
Of course he had reason to be angry about this matter. Waves of people came here, but after arriving, most of them couldn't say anything. They just blinked and looked at you with a very innocent expression.
It's like you stole his leg of lamb.
It's fine if there are a few people like this, but it becomes a bit uncomfortable if there are too many of them.
Han Dashenzi went crazy, and the house suddenly became quiet.
"Damn, it seems like we can't do anything if we don't show some real skills so that you short-sighted guys can gain some knowledge!"
The depressed Han Cheng was sniffing and holding back his ultimate move...
