The rain was pouring down, smashing on the ground and splashing clouds of smoke.

The water on the eaves was dressed like beads, like pearl curtains.

There is a reassuring tranquility in the midst of the noise.

Thick water vapor wafted from the windows and doorways into the house.

Han Cheng stood here quietly watching the heavy rain fall.

It is said that most people sleep peacefully on rainy nights, because when it rains, many wild beasts are basically hiding and will no longer harass and attack humans, and people can take advantage of this rare opportunity to completely relax their minds.

This subconscious feeling has been passed down from ancient times to future generations.

Of course, the premise of sleeping soundly is to have a certain shelter from the wind and rain.

Like the poet Du Fu, he lives in a broken thatched house, constantly sighing that 'the rain feet are like hemp and not broken', listening to the leaky rain in the house constantly falling in the clay pots and pottery barrels, it is impossible to sleep at ease.

The people of the Blue Sparrow tribe are not very stable today, because they still have things to do.

When life is good, there are many things to worry about and things to do, because the acquisition of everything does not come out of thin air, and requires corresponding labor.

Especially in this era when the Qingque tribe far exceeds the surrounding tribes and the social division of labor is not clear, most of the things that the Qingque tribe needs need to be done by themselves.

I want to concentrate on one kind of work, as I did in later generations, and then use the money to buy everything I need...... This is a lifetime series.

Han Cheng, who was barefoot, walked out of the house with more than thirty people in the same costume, got into the rain curtain, took the bone shovel from the room where the tools were stored, and walked out of the gate towards the farmland.

The farmland of the Qingque tribe has been reclaimed in the past two years, and the drainage facilities are not perfect, and many farmlands can be easily washed away in the event of such heavy rains.

Han Cheng took everyone out for this matter, and when he saw that the farmland was washed away by the rain that quickly gathered up, he blocked the mouth with a bone shovel and led the water into the canal.

When it rains, it takes at least three years for the newly opened farmland to come out to inspect and dig the canals, and then the grass on both sides of the drains is overgrown and the soil at the ditches is hard again, so that the water will no longer be easily washed away.

After the newly excavated ground was poured by the rain, it became soft, and it was cool and soft to step on it barefoot.

Walking on such a land, even if you wear straw sandals, it will not take long to be torn off by the mud of enthusiasm.

"It's blocked there."

"I'll ...... here"

In the vast rain curtain, there was a faint sound coming out, and the Qingque tribesmen who followed Han Cheng gradually dispersed on this piece of land with bone shovels, quickly blocking the water and diverting water.

The rain with some coolness hit the hat, on the robe, on the hand holding the bone shovel and on the bone shovel......

The rainwater, which flowed like a wild horse and cut the excavated farmland beyond recognition, was gradually restrained with the movement of the bone shovel, and according to the route designed for it, it flowed away unwillingly, and finally merged into the small river.

Fighting with the sky is endless, fighting with the earth is endless, and fighting with people is endless.

Throughout the history of human development, this is how we have come step by step.

If there is no heaven and earth, use an axe to split the chaos, and use your body to support a space sufficient for survival.

The sky leaked, so I made my own refining multicolored stones to block the sky.

When there was a flood on the ground, they led people to dig waterways to bring water into the sea......

What a proud and proud thing it is to be born as a human being, and how accurate and lucky it is to be reincarnated!

After Han Cheng blocked an opening, he straightened up and rested for a while, looking at everything that happened in the vast rain curtain, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Big dreams are made up of small dreams, and the realization of dreams depends on step-by-step hard work.

This inconspicuous handful of soil dug up by the bone shovel is a small step towards the dream of the green sparrow......

Qi Ji can't take ten steps in one leap, and he can't drive ten horses, and he can't give up.

As long as you don't give up, day by day, this tribe and this land can always bloom under their own leadership.

Looking back and thinking about the appearance when I first came, and then looking at the present, I have unconsciously changed a lot, and the Qingque tribe has also become an existence that the surrounding tribes can only look up to, isn't it?

In the heavy rain, Han Cheng, who was digging a canal, suddenly became full of ambition, I don't know if Shun, who was born in the acres of acres, had a similar mood when he was plowing the land.

The heavy rain gradually stopped, the clouds in the sky slowly disappeared, and the water in the ditch flowed and gradually became smaller.

Looking at this piece of cultivated land that has not been washed away by the rain, the people of the Qingque tribe who are dressed in muddy clothes and holding bone shovels in their hands can't help but cheer.

They are small in front of nature, but they are not powerless, and through their own struggle, they can do what nature can't do.

Han Cheng also followed the ghost screams of the others, and then shook the mud on his feet and walked towards the tribe with the others......

The people who stayed in the tribe were not idle, and Huo 1, Huo 2, Ruhua, who had a big belly, and others were busy collecting rainwater and boiling it in a vat.

This is what Han Cheng explained before leaving, saying that after coming back later, everyone who went out would take a bath in hot water.

This will reduce the chance of getting sick from rain and moisture.

After knowing the significance of doing this, Huo Yi and the others took it very seriously.

They are not able to brave the rain to protect the fields like the men and strong women, but can only boil the water hot as they can, so that the tired people can wash away their tiredness......

Inside the cave, the water is steamy.

The people who came back from the construction of the water conservancy washed their bodies with hot water, and they only felt comfortable, and all the coldness they had received outside before was forced out.

The bottle of a few people from the original bone tribe squinted their eyes comfortably.

It's so comfortable to take a hot shower, why didn't you know how to wash it before?

Thinking back to the fact that I didn't take a bath all year round, the bottle felt itchy all over.

Han Cheng was also taking a bath, to be precise, taking a bath.

Not in the cave, but inside the room.

First, there are too many people in the cave, it is too crowded, and it is not as comfortable as the room.

The second is that washing the "private room" has the pleasure of "big pool".

Han Cheng sat in the steaming bathtub, leaning against the wall of the tank, wrapped in warm and warm water, it was already comfortable enough, not to mention that Bai Xuemei, a little child's daughter-in-law, was scrubbing her body with her little hands on the side.

Because she often works, Bai Xuemei has some calluses on her hands, which are not as soft and soft as the girls in later generations, but they still tickle Han Cheng's heart.

Bai Xuemei's face seemed to be whiter because of the moisture, and the pigtails trembled with her scrubbing movements.

Han Cheng looked at the little boy daughter-in-law who was seriously scrubbing his body, and his heart itched even more, he reached out and held Bai Xuemei's hand swimming on him......

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