Holding this rice grain in his hand, which was obviously much larger than the previous rice grain, Han Chengle couldn't close his mouth.

This change is not noticeable when you put it on a grain or a few bags of rice.

But if you put it on top of this large rice field, you will know how gratifying such a change is!

The air is fresh in the morning, and the morning fog has not completely cleared.

Some orange light and shadow appear in the place of the sunrise in the east, which is very warm, and it is enough to make a sound for the sun that is about to come out.

Standing on the edge of the ridge and looking from afar, you can see that among the patches of rice, there is a bright canal flowing slowly.

This canal is flooded all year round.

An early-rising, long-necked waterfowl stood on the edge of the bright canal, constantly lowering its head, stretching out its long neck, and inserting its beak and part of its neck into the bright canal.

After inserting it like this for a while, it will raise its head again, tilt its neck and open its mouth, and swallow the fish and shrimp it catches into its stomach.

As it moved, a splash of water was lifted and rolled down the smooth and slender neck of the waterfowl, landing in the canal, splashing with ripples.

This went on for a long time, and all of a sudden there was the rest of the change.

This long-necked waterfowl sticking out its head on the edge of the ditch to catch fish and shrimp to eat doesn't know if it has eaten the wrong thing and has indigestion.

It had just taken its head and part of its neck out of the canal, and the throat of its long neck was moving, and something was pouring upwards.

Then the fish and shrimp that had just been eaten were spit out by it one by one and fell into the canal on the side, causing ripples in circles.

Some of the fish and shrimp that had just been swallowed had not yet died, and when they were freed from the restraints, they quickly wagged their tails and ran away, burrowing into the canal and disappearing, and their movements were extremely fast.

Xiong You'er, who was standing not far from Han Cheng, saw this scene in his eyes.

I can't help but feel sorry for this long-necked waterbird, I have worked hard to eat here for so long, and now I vomit it all at once.

Maybe even the overnight meal was vomited clean.

The act of eating like this without vomiting too much certainly made the bear Youer, who cherished food very much, feel sorry for it, and felt unworthy for this long-necked waterfowl.

It's a pity that Han Cheng didn't have it, because at this time, all his mind was attracted by the rice in front of him that was ripe and ready to be harvested.

"Open the sickle!"

Han Cheng, who had a sickle in his hand, inspected the rice fields one by one, and made sure that there were all those pieces of rice that could be harvested, shouted to everyone, and then took the sickle and went down from the ridge to the rice field.

Most of the water in the rice paddies has been released, and the fish that were sprinkled in the rice paddies in the spring have grown up a lot, and they can be seen in the shallow water, which is very attractive at a glance.

The temperature in early autumn is still very high, and the water is not cool at all.

Han Cheng, who was barefoot and rolled up his trousers, stepped on it, and only felt soft and comfortable.

The place where he went down to the field was one end of this rice field.

After finding his place, he began to harvest the heavy rice with a bronze sickle in one hand and a heavy rice in the other.

On top of the delicate grinding stone, the sharpened sickle slashed through the roots of the rice held in his left hand, making some noise, and the rice was cut off one after another.

After cutting a handful, Han Chengcheng would put aside the handful of rice he was holding, and then hold a large handful again to continue harvesting.

This sound alarmed the fish living in the dive, and they swam quickly towards the place where there was no movement.

Han Cheng was working, and the rest of the people were not idle.

As he finished saying this, everyone who had already prepared here in Jinguan City also became busy.

The person who also rolled up his trousers and took off his shoes went down to the paddy field barefoot with full enthusiasm, and bent down to do the same work as Han Cheng.

Some people thought that the clothes on their bodies were in the way, so they directly stripped them off, and sweated here with their bare backs.

Most of the people had a rich, joyful smile on their faces, and some of them didn't say a word, just kept pulling the sickle in their hands, cutting the rice again and again, and the movements were very fast.

There was a rush in their hearts, as if a fire was burning.

I want to quickly harvest all these ripe rice, dry them in the sun, and store them in the granary.

With the work of the Qingque tribe, large areas of ripe rice began to fall to the ground.

"Moo~"

The cow pulling the cart is stretching its neck and chirping, and the calf that looks cute and cute is running back and forth beside it, like joy.

Sometimes, they will burrow under their mother's body and eat a few bites of food that is exclusive to them in a very naughty way.

After eating for a while, he will stop, tilt his big head and look at the busy Qingque tribe not far away, with a sense of pride.

In the paddy fields, piles of rice are harvested and neatly stacked rice is carried to the shore.

The man with the mulberry fork in his hand shoveled the rice with the fork and loaded it on the ox cart that was docked on the side.

One fork pressed the other, and it was very neatly loaded.

If it's not neat, it won't work.

Loading is a technical job.

People who don't know how to load the car, the crops that are loaded are not only easy to slip off the car, but also not too much.

The same cart of crops, one cart is not more than the three carts of the family.

"Hah!"

A cart of rice was loaded, tied from above with a thick rope, and the person in the cart inserted the wooden fork in his hand into the rice loaded on the cart, leaving only three thin fork teeth.

Then from the hands of the child who stood in front of the car, holding the reins on the nose of the ox, cagening the ox to prevent the ox from moving around, and affecting the loading of the car, he took the reins of the ox, and then shouted, led the oxen, and made the ox cart, along the built dirt road, towards the scene outside Jinguan City.

The scene was built from the previous time.

The grass on it has already been cleaned up, and it is very flat, and there are no fine stones on the scene that is finely rolled with stones, which is very suitable for collecting grain.

In the middle of the scene, let the children with the cart come to the front to cage the oxen, so that the adults of the cart turned to the back of the ox cart, pulled out the mulberry wooden fork inserted in it, untied the rope that tied the cart, and then inserted the wooden fork into the horizontal surface of the crops on the cart, and pushed hard, and half of the crops fell from the cart.

In this way, the unloading efficiency is particularly high......

The children of the tribe were not idle either.

The older minors also joined in the hard-won harvest with sickles, and the smaller Qingque tribesmen, some of whom followed the adults who were driving the carts, were cage cattle and chariots, and some were picking up the rice scattered in the field.

In the time between doing these things, there will also be some children, who will be attracted by the fish swimming in the rice fields, and start to catch them, and soon there will be a harvest, and these little ones who have made muddy water can't close their mouths.

The sky is blue, extraordinarily high, and the autumn sun shines from the sky, shining on the land of Jinguan City of the Qingque Tribe.

A joyful and busy harvest scene will be set off more joyful and lively.

It's as if even the air is filled with a soothing atmosphere.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the time of the day had passed.

The sun set, leaving behind thousands of miles of clouds.

The water on the ground reflected the clouds in the sky, and for a time there was a magnificent color everywhere, making it impossible to distinguish where the sky was and where the ground was.

The tall and thick exterior wall is basically considered to have been completed, and here in Jinguan City, there are streams of cooking smoke rising.

There was some cool breeze, so it wasn't too much smoke just rising, and it quickly spread.

The faint smoke drifted away with the wind, and the air around Jinguan City was filled with a good smell of fireworks.

These are the women of the Qingque tribe who came back earlier, making a fire in the tribe to cook and cook food for them and the rest of the people who have been busy all day.

In the vicinity of the Qingque tribe shrouded in the evening clouds, the people who did not return to the tribe all accelerated their movements and worked here quickly.

They all thought that they should take advantage of this last daylight and this extremely comfortable time to drive out some work, just like the cattle and sheep that began to graze the grass every time they were about to go home at dusk.

"Call it a day!"

After a while, the light became even darker, and the sky became darker.

Some of the children who had been instructed by the primitive women of the tribe to cook came over and told the people who were still busy that the meal had been prepared and could be eaten.

Han Cheng, who was carrying a scythe, straightened up when he heard the words and shouted loudly.

After receiving the order, everyone stopped what they were doing, packed up their tools, and prepared to return them.

Han Cheng, who had been busy all day, squatted on the edge of the canal, picked up the water and washed his hands first, and then picked up the water and washed his face well.

In the coolness, there is some warm water, which falls on the face, making people feel extremely comfortable.

After washing his face well, he washed his arms, feet, and legs again.

Then he led the sickle and shoes in one hand, and carried a few five or six fish strung together with straw ropes in the other, and walked barefoot and rolled up his trousers towards the tribe where the faint smell of rice came out of the night.

After everyone left, the rice paddies became quiet.

But the silence didn't last long.

It didn't take long for a frog to chirp.

At first, there were only sporadic half of the sounds, but it didn't take long for the sound to become louder.

Han Cheng, who had already walked to the threshing floor in front of the tribe, heard this sound, so he turned his head to look back, smelling the fragrance of the rice piled here after the harvest, and a poem suddenly appeared in his mind - the fragrance of rice flowers said a good year, and listened to the sound of frogs.

He smiled, paused for a moment, and continued walking towards the tribe.

After a day's work, it is certain that there is some fatigue on the body, but the whole person feels very comfortable.

The kind from the heart to the outside.

This comfort makes people feel relaxed and fascinated.

After eating dinner and cleaning it again, Han Cheng turned around and came to the outer wall of Jinguan City.

Looking in the direction of the rice paddies.

The rice paddies are not very quiet at night, except for the starry fireflies dancing high and low, there are some other fires that move around the paddy fields along the ridges.

While moving, there was also the sound of a 'clang' gong from time to time.

Whenever the gong sounds, the frogs that have been connected will be completely quiet.

It was as if in an instant, they were all collectively choked by the neck.

The fires, and the sound of the gongs that followed, were created by the night patrols of the Blue Sparrow Tribe.

Living on this land, people always have to take on many challenges.

Not only do you have to fight with the sky, the earth, and people, but you also need to fight with all kinds of birds.

Ripe rice, grown there, is like a delicious meal with a strong aroma.

There are so many things that I want to come over and get a piece of the pie.

At night, there are naturally no birds such as birds and other birds coming to peck at them.

However, there were other nightcrawlers who were running on the ground, and they came to pick peaches on the sly.

For example, wild boars are thick skins and can be eaten.

Ripe rice paddies are definitely a paradise for them.

When you are tired of eating, you can also lie down in the shallow water and take a bath.

When you are in the mood, you can roll back and forth a few times, get yourself covered in muddy water, and enjoy a mud bath.

When he was tired of washing, he got up again to eat some rice, and then arched his mouth and nose in the rice field a few times, hoping to find some meat to eat.

Under such an operation, even in the broken ring of eating with 'tiredness', a wild boar can waste a lot of food in one night.

In addition to the wild boar, there will be some other uninvited guests who come to eat the millet grown in the tribe.

In such a situation, it would be strange if the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe did not pay attention to it.

In addition to digging some traps in some relatively hidden places around the rice fields in the hope of catching these damn guys, people were also arranged to patrol around the rice fields in shifts overnight.

Through the light of the fire and the sound of gongs, scare the eaters and prevent them from coming.

This kind of thing starts when the rice is about to ripen and will continue until the rice is harvested.

Han Cheng stood on the wall and watched for a while, then walked down from it.

Through the faint moonlight, I came all the way to the gourd shed in the inner courtyard.

This gourd shed built by himself in the spring has already become extremely lush after the growth of spring and summer.

Dense foliage and vines shade the entire top of the shed......