The meaning of the Green Sparrow Wine, before this ceremony was held, Han Chengcheng had already told him through the mouth of the senior brother.

not only told him the meaning of the green sparrow wine, but also told him the punishment if he repented after drinking the green sparrow wine.

He was no stranger to the matter of beheading the public, and the fact that the leader of the bone tribe was beheaded by the senior brother with a bone knife became extremely clear in his mind at this time.

After drinking the green sparrow wine, their green tribe truly ceased to exist.

As the leader of the Qingque tribe, his feelings at this time would naturally be different from those of the ordinary Qingque tribe.

Of course, his hesitation did not last long, whether it was the original living conditions of their tribe or the current good life of the Qingque tribe, he did not have too much time or room for hesitation.

He raised his head and drank a bowl of green sparrow......

The wind was blowing, the snow was falling, and the snowflakes were hitting the windows covered with animal skins, making a 'rustling' sound.

Inside the room, the fire in the fire pit was burning slowly, and smoke slowly drifted out of the chimney built behind the room, which quickly merged with the dim sky.

The leader of the original green tribe sat on the burning warm kang, holding a small wooden sign in his hand, and was looking down seriously.

The surface of the wooden plaque is smooth and smooth, and there are three characters engraved on the front, the top two are green birds, and the lower one is 'valley'.

On the back of the wooden plaque, a blue finch with wings spread is depicted.

The leader of the original Green Tribe, now Gu, has fully understood the meaning of this thing.

This is a symbol of his status, proving that he is a member of the Blue Sparrow tribe.

The thumb of his right hand rubbed lightly on the word 'valley'.

After a few days of studying in a large brick house, he has come to know this character and understood its meaning.

It's not just its own name, it's a food name.

The millet porridge and millet dry rice that are eaten the most and tastefully eaten in the tribe are a kind of grain.

Seeing the word 'valley', the original leader of the Green Tribe was a little uncomfortable.

Because only now did he know that the yellow, delicious, and hungry food was made from ears of wild grass that he thought were not delicious at all......

Of course, this discomfort would not last long, because if he had realized that this ear of wild grass was so delicious, he would not have been able to enjoy such a life at this time......

He rubbed for a while, and hung the little wooden sign called the 'ID card' around his neck, just like the rest of the tribe.

Gu knew that this kind of card, called ID card, was even more exquisite, which was made of precious pottery.

He wanted that kind of ID, but Miko didn't give it to him, but said that he could get it only after the fruit had ripened twice in a large area.

If you want to get it early, you can do it, but you need to make a relatively large contribution to the tribe.

The fruit ripens twice in a large area, and it takes too long, and Gu is a little reluctant to wait, so he secretly made up his mind to work hard after the beginning of spring, and strive to replace the wooden ID card with a pottery one as soon as possible.

Because a person with a ceramic identity card can live in a house with a roof made of tiles.

A house with a grass roof is so comfortable, but a house with a tile roof will be more comfortable to live in, right?

For this kind of differential treatment, Gu, like many people in the original green tribe, is uncomfortable.

However, when the Divine Son came over with a leader called Senior Brother, told them how they had built the tribe into the rich and powerful it is today, how much hardship they had suffered in order to build the grass-roofed house where they lived now, and asked the old men of the Qingque tribe to spread their palms for them to see, the dissatisfaction in the hearts of some people in the valley and the original green tribe quickly disappeared.

The palms of the old people in the tribe, except for a very few, had a thick layer of cocoons grinding out.

Even if it is a noble divine son, there are also cocoons on the palms of his hands.

Yes, for this tribe, they have not paid anything, and now they can enjoy such treatment, which is already very good.

If you want to get better treatment, you can only work hard to contribute to the tribe like the old people in the tribe......

If we do not speak clearly and do ideological work, our ideological realm will not reach a certain height.

If we want to avoid a slippery slope in thinking, we must do ideological work......

Han Cheng, who was squatting in front of the charcoal basin in the room, holding some pickled mutton threaded with bamboo skewers in his hand, salivated at the roasted and oily lamb skewers, while thinking proudly in his heart.

As a person from later generations, he knew better than the people of this era how much influence ideas have on a person.

Otherwise, there would not be so many people who have been brainwashed by MLM organizations and can't pull them out.

The changes that have occurred in the people of the Green Tribe are basically what he expected, after all, the people of the Green Tribe have always longed for their tribe, and it will naturally be easier to absorb and merge......

The sheep in the tribe, after a few rounds of big sheep giving birth to small lambs, now there are eighteen, which is quite a lot.

Originally, there were nineteen of them, but that one didn't know what was going on in the last few days, and he had been looking depressed.

Han Cheng couldn't bear it when he saw it, so he let people rescue it from this state.

Doing good deeds can always make people happy, and Han Cheng, who rescued the sheep from depression, looked at the ten skewers of fat and thin mutton skewers that had been baked in his hands, and he was also full of smiles.

However, his smile didn't last long, and it turned into a slightly helpless bitter smile.

Because he could already hear footsteps walking by the window.

You don't have to think about it to know that it is Bai Xuemei, the child's adopted daughter-in-law, who came over.

"Squeak~"

The door that had staggered some gaps was opened, and Bai Xuemei, who had grown a lot taller with braids, walked in, all the way to Han Cheng's side, looking at the mutton skewers in Han Cheng's hand, she couldn't help but poke out a little pink tongue to lick her lips.

Han Cheng snorted, this little daughter-in-law is really good at calculating time, obviously weaving over there, but she can always appear in the room without a moment when she bakes the skewers.

Han Cheng sent out six strings to Bai Xuemei, who was standing aside and watching, and Bai Xuemei immediately became happy.

Without Han Cheng being lower, she divided into three strings, ran to another room, and gave it to Wu.

Then he ran back quickly, and on the way to run, he had already opened his small mouth and bit a piece of meat into his mouth.

The little mouth moved rapidly, the lips became more rosy because of the oil, and in a few moments, the few skewers of mutton had been wiped out.

Looking at Bai Xuemei's 'ferocious' eating appearance, Han Cheng suddenly felt that some places on his body were a little cold......