Sunshine is a very selfless thing. No matter it is good or bad, whether it is poor or rich, it does not hesitate to shed its own light and cover them under its own light.
Of course, except for the corners where the sun doesn't shine.
Under the autumn sun, in a relatively flat area, there is a patchwork of thatched cottages that are not very neat.
The thatched house is irregularly round, and the roof is also irregularly round.
The thatched house is not high. Even the highest point of the thatched house's roof is only more than one meter high from the ground.
There are about thirty or forty of these thatched houses, covering this area in a somewhat chaotic manner.
Around the group of thatched cottages, there is a circle of simple fences made of branches and stones, enclosing this area. Although it is not tight, it can still give people a sense of security.
In the courtyard of this tribe, there were some women and some old men squatting in an open space in the middle of the courtyard, beating something with a flat stick in their hand.
These are some sun-dried vines with some pods on them, which are now mixed with the vines.
As these shirtless people surrounding the animal skins beat, the pods mixed in the vines will burst open, and some gray-brown seeds will pop out.
Some minors who were not afraid of having their feet pricked just ran away barefooted.
Some of the pods were stepped on by them.
Of course, these small gray-brown particles that have been knocked out are round and slippery. Sometimes if their feet slip, some minors will fall to the ground.
Such beatings were nothing to these minors. After they fell, they quickly got up from the ground and continued running on it.
This tribe with its domed thatched houses and simple fences is different from most tribes of this era.
Around this tribe, there were not many trees growing in a large area.
These trees were obviously removed artificially.
In these places where there are not many trees, a lot of things grow.
In addition to some weeds, there are more vine-like plants growing, just like the ones the people in the tribe are beating.
Many leaves on this vine-like plant have turned yellow, and many have fallen on the ground.
After these vines were lifted, underneath were the fine leaves that had fallen to the ground and were burnt by the sun. It was itchy when you stepped on them, and they made the characteristic crackling sound of dead leaves.
Those with stronger bodies can bend down and grab the roots of the vines with both hands, uproot them and put them aside.
Those who do this kind of work are mostly female primitives wearing short fur coats.
Some less strong primitive men are also among this group, doing the same thing.
However, when these male primitives did this kind of thing, they were not very fast, and most of them were overtaken by the female primitives around them.
It's not that these less muscular male hominids were any slower than these female hominids.
You only need to watch for a while to discover the reason why these male primitives are not working fast and fall behind.
Because these guys squatting on the ground, after pulling out some of these vines, would pause for a moment and look up at the primitive women not far in front of them who were bending over to pull out the vines.
After looking at it for a while, some silent smiles will appear, but this smile has some obscene meaning in it...
In the middle of these domed thatched houses, there is a round house that is larger than the other houses.
At this time, a person came out of the house.
These houses all face north and south, and the openings for people to enter and exit all face south.
Only when Li De entered did he realize that this seemingly low, round thatched house actually contained a universe inside.
The space inside is much larger than what you think from the outside.
This is mainly due to the fact that the inside of these houses is not flush with the ground, but has been artificially dug down a lot.
In this way, the height inside will be suitable for human survival.
This man followed the ridge dug with tools at the entrance of the cave, bowed his body and walked out of the house step by step to see the scene in the courtyard.
This is a woman of quite a young age, which can be seen from her somewhat white hair and the two loose and drooping clumps in front of her body.
She stood here for a while and then walked towards the middle of the courtyard.
It can be seen that this relatively old primitive woman has a high prestige in this tribe.
As she arrived, the people who were working all looked at her with respect and said some words to say hello.
Even the minors who were running around seemed much more honest after this primitive woman came over.
This older primitive man is the wise man of this tribe. He can also be called a witch or a sacrificer. At this time, there is not much difference.
After she came here, she watched for a while and then squatted down behind an older minor.
He reached out with one hand, held the minor's hand holding the stick, raised it and lowered it. After repeating this seven or eight times in a row, he released his hand and let the minor do it by himself while she watched.
After a while, he held her hand and taught her again. Seeing that the minor was able to knock more skillfully, he squatted down and worked with the people around him to handle the vines.
The sun moved inch by inch above the sky. When the sun set in the west and people in the fields around the tribe began to carry or carry the vines that were pulled out today to the tribe, these people in the tribe had also already carried them to the tribe.
These things have been cleaned up.
The beaten vines were set aside, leaving only a pile of small gray-brown fruits.
The priest of this tribe was holding an irregular, round clay pot to hold these gray-brown fruits.
She did this very seriously, filling the clay pot flat every time before pouring it into the straw basket next to it.
And every time a jar is poured, a small stone that has been sharpened will be used to mark a vertical line on another larger stone piece.
Several rows of such paths have been carved out on this stone slab.
After loading all the gray-brown seeds here, the priest looked at the stone slab in front of him and sighed slightly.
The newly drawn row of roads is much smaller than the previous one.
“#￥5$!”
After sighing and looking at the stone slab in a daze, cheers suddenly rang out from the tribe.
The priest turned to look outside the tribe, and then smiled.
