"Brother Cheng, I want to be a fish"

The July sun scorched the earth like a furnace, and the cicadas chirped intermittently from the distant woods, making a lively noise, and sometimes suddenly silent en masse.

The cicada is such a thing, Han Cheng doesn't know if it has appeared earlier, but one thing can be confirmed, that is, it already exists now, and from the perspective of the universality of distribution, it should appear much earlier than now.

For cicadas, Han Cheng loves and hates them.

After a rain in the summer, the larvae that have been dormant in the ground for three or five years begin to take advantage of the night to quietly crawl out of the ground, thick and tall trunks are their favorites, if they can't find the trunk for a short time, some grass stems around them can also be turned right by the spare tire.

Going to a high place is not only a human characteristic, but also a cicada.

Like humans, cicadas climb to high places as soon as they are born, also in order to avoid danger, obtain better living conditions, and let themselves spend a short period of cicada life with a more successful attitude.

Most of the cicadas were able to escape all kinds of dangers and become part of the summer choir.

Bad luck has not yet climbed high, was knocked down from the tree by a small hand or a bamboo pole stick, into a thousand strange containers, before the golden cicada shelling stunt, has disappeared into the mouth of different sizes.

The next day, he appeared from the land of reincarnation of grains and quickly ended his short life.

Young cicadas are Han Cheng's favorite, whether it is stir-fried or fried, he can't eat enough until now.

In later generations, his hometown has always called young cicadas climbing forks.

I like it because it's delicious.

He likes to eat young cicadas, but he hates the sound of cicadas, just as he likes snow and doesn't like to be smashed with snow.

With the sound of cicadas, Han Chengcheng felt that his whole brain was a mess, maybe this was a report and a report.

Compared with the past, today's cicada song is not too disturbing, not that Han Cheng suddenly changed his temper, but there are things that make him more helpless than the cicada song.

The appearance of the genus is a good thing for the Qingque tribe, and the bad thing is that the calendar of the Qingque tribe appears too late.

Looking at this group of people who had defined themselves as their own appearances, Han Chengcheng's face couldn't help but twitch.

It's so brutal!

Tietou, Heiwa, and Ruhua say that they are birds, even if they are fifteen years old, they can barely say that they are in the past, Bai Xuemei said that she is a fish, but it is a bit too much.

According to the current Year of the Rabbit, Bai Xuemei's age has the following choices - two years old, fourteen years old, and twenty-six years old...... None of them fit.

Except for those born in the first year of the blue finch and later, more than half of the rest do not match their real age.

"Belong to the sheep, you see how beautiful this sheep is as white as a cloud."

Han Cheng said to the little boy's adoptive daughter-in-law with a hint of demagogy.

"Sheep white, Bai Xuemei is also white, Bai Xuemei still has two pigtails, it should belong to the sheep."

According to the sheep, Bai Xuemei is now ten years old and nine years old, which should not be much different from her actual age.

Xiaomei Xiaoli is only about ten years old.

Compared to later generations, the people in the tribe developed earlier.

This may be related to the fact that the living conditions of people in this era are too difficult, and it is not easy to live to be old.

For the continuation of the race, the only way to change is to conform to nature and change itself.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, cruelty or inspiration, many species are eliminated little by little.

Those who can't adapt to the changes in the environment are gone, and those who are unwilling to make changes are gone.

The last thing that is lacking in this world is competition, or substitutes.

The dinosaurs that once dominated the earth disappeared, and their disappearance did not cause much of a sensation, and the earth still rotated at its inherent speed, and after a short period of desertion, other species spread over the entire planet, which was not inferior to the past.

To put it in a small way, it is like a profession, some people say good, some people say bad.

Some people don't want to stay longer for a day, and some people want to dig into it......

“…… That's the sheep... Listen to my brother's ......"

Bai Xuemei touched the pigtail with her hand and said with a smile on her face.

How could the little girl resist the coaxing of this guy Han Cheng, and it didn't take long for her to completely defect, but Han Cheng obeyed.

After solving the problem of the child's daughter-in-law, Han Cheng also corrected the appearance of those minors.

In principle, it is based on these blind estimates of height, so that the difference between the genus and the real age is not too far.

As for those who were already adults, Han Cheng let go of his hands and feet and ignored them, letting them mess around on their own.

After all, his biggest purpose in getting the genus out is to cooperate with the Qingque chronology method to change the way people in the tribe judge whether they are adults according to the standard of height......

At the same time as the Qingque tribe appeared to be in phase heat, the rest of the things have not stopped.

With iron axes, chisels, and saws, which are the most needed by carpenters, wooden columbs also appeared little by little in Han Cheng and Lame's exploration experiments.

Han Cheng remembered the shape of the cocoon clearly, but he didn't understand how it was made.

For example, how to synthesize the wooden bucket with seeds on it, how to connect the three hollow legs to the holes under the wooden bucket, and how to ensure that the number of seeds entering the three legs is the same......

These specific problems need to be solved by them in a groping way.

With the right tools, these things can be tricky, but a little bit can be made.

The millet growing in the millet field on the west side of the Qingque tribe is growing stronger and stronger.

Although the scorching sun often makes them wilt, behind the wilting, there is a lot of vitality.

The scorching sun is more conducive to the occurrence of photosynthesis.

If you want to bring the crown, you must accept it.

Not only people, but also millet wants to have a good harvest.

The early planting of millet has begun to tassel, and at a glance, it is like a dog's tail grass.

If this trend continues, the first crop of millet will be harvested in the field in the next month.

The Qingque tribe will also usher in the first real grain harvest.

It's a pity that we can't find wheat now, but if we can find wheat, after the millet is harvested, we can plant a crop of wheat and two crops a year, which can increase income and production.

Fortunately, there is a lot of land around the Qingque tribe that can be cultivated as farmland, and it doesn't matter if it is fallow or one season a year.

At this time, the contradiction between man and land is not acute at all, and the vast land and sparse population are not enough to describe the current situation.

This large amount of land that can grow food, as well as those millets that grow hard under the sun's exposure, are the confidence of Han Cheng to lead the tribe to stability and prosperity.

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