Han Cheng didn't know anything about the changes that had quietly taken place under the sun's gaze, and if he knew, he didn't know if he would have the courage and interest to look at the women in this group of tribes, his thoughts fluttered, and he missed the past.

Fortunately, Xing, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli, although they were also a little moved by the words of the female primitive, they didn't dare to really put this matter into action for a while.

Therefore, Han Dashenzi, who had never known about this, was able to arrange for everyone to handle this year that they had never had before, in a more relaxed and happy mood and with nostalgia.

When there is something to look forward to, the days are always slow and long and anxious, and in the great anticipation of everyone in the Qingque tribe, the pace of the year is finally getting closer and closer.

Twenty-four, sweep the house.

Twenty-five, grind tofu.

Twenty-six, cut a piece of meat.

Twenty-seven, kill a chicken.

Twenty-eighth, sticker painting.

Twenty-nine......

In the cold season, because the new year is approaching, the Qingque tribe is becoming more and more lively and looking forward to it, although the days still look the same, but everyone's can feel the difference.

On the twenty-third night, compared with the past, after a much richer meal, there were things about the New Year, which were pushed step by step towards the climax, like a bow that had been slowly pulled apart and was ready to go.

Twenty-four, the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe, under the command of the Son of God, began to act.

Sweep and wipe the room utensils and clean the courtyard.

Several large pots used by the Qingque tribe to cook soup have never stopped, boiling hot water for everyone so that they can wash their things.

When the room, courtyard, and utensils are cleaned, what needs to be cleaned is the person himself.

At this time, there was no bathhouse, so after the weather cooled down, the number of baths, including Han Cheng, was decreasing.

But this time is different from the past, even if you don't want to take a bath anymore, you have to take a wash today, which is the kind of attitude that the Son of God has explained, and has a very tough attitude.

The reason is that the new year has a new beginning, and the ashes of this year cannot be carried into the new year.

The cave is a relatively small place separated by wooden rafts and animal skins, and the water is thick.

Inside the vat, Han Cheng buried his head in the hot water and happily spit out a string of bubbles, then began to rub the ashes on his body and wash his already long hair with his hands.

After exposing his head to the hot water, he soon felt the chill again, even if there was a small flame burning under the vat, it was quite imposing to drink the stewed soup of the gods, but it could not isolate the cold of the air.

This has to find a way to build a special bath room, bathing in such a place, it is too uncomfortable, no wonder the tribesmen do not like to wash when the weather is cold.

Han Cheng thought about this as he rubbed his body and hair.

There was no soap, no bath towels, just dry rubbing with your hands.

Han Cheng can tolerate these, and the most unbearable thing for him is that when he washes his hair, he also washes it directly with water.

After washing my hair with water, I always feel that my hair and scalp are still greasy, which is enough to make people want to go crazy.

Han Cheng didn't expect to have things like shampoo and soap, even if there was a bag of laundry detergent in front of him at this time, he would rub it on his head with tears in his eyes, even if his hair was dry and almost couldn't be combed after that, he was just as happy.

However, even laundry detergent is just as extravagant, and only plant ash can be used.

After his body was almost cleaned, Han Cheng grabbed a handful of plant ash from the jar next to him and rubbed it in his hair.

Washing your hair with plant ash is not easy to clean, but it can reduce the greasy feeling to a certain extent.

Soaphorn!

For a long time, Han Cheng would recite the Tao several times whenever he took a bath and washed his hair.

The most important thing for the long trip after the beginning of spring is to confirm the thoughts in your heart, and the other is to find some things that the Qingque tribe does not have, but have very useful things, and soaphorn is one of them.

Twenty-four years later, the entire Qingque tribe became completely new.

The Qingque tribe did not grow soybeans, so twenty-five could not grind tofu.

Han Cheng regretted that this kind of precious food, which was eaten as meat in the poor era, could not appear.

Needless to say, Mapo tofu is just stinky tofu, and dried tofu that is fried and shredded and used to cook soup or stir-fry, which is delicious, is enough to make Han Cheng think about it.

There was no tofu mill, and the people of the Qingque tribe were not idle, and the women were hurrying to make new clothes, and they were striving to get one for each person before the New Year.

The men prepared firewood and drums to drive away the beasts.

The atmosphere is thick and thick day by day, time runs slowly and stubbornly, and the time has reached twenty-eight.

After a few days of sunny, it became gloomy again.

Han Cheng exhaled white air, and found a limp who had already worked with a few people in the wood to make a two-sided drum and was idle, and asked him to cut a few pieces of wood that were one meter two long and about five or six centimeters in diameter.

Then use a stone knife and a stick to split the wood in half.

After doing so, he stood aside and refused to leave, wanting to see what Miko was going to do.

Han Cheng held a tile, counted the number of words, and drew a spacing that was not obvious on the yellow-brown wooden board.

Then I found a charcoal pen, and on top of this spacing, I wrote stroke by stroke.

Limp watching from the sidelines, not knowing what Miko meant by this.

The stone that came over stretched out his little head, and after reading it for a while, with Han Cheng's writing, he slowly read: "The days increase the years, the people increase the longevity, and the spring is full of blessings." ”

After reading it, he tilted his head and scratched his head, very confused.

There are three points in his confusion, in the Qingque tribe, except for the Son of God, he is the best in the study of divine characters, but at this time he can't understand the words written by the Son of God.

He knew all these words, but the distressing thing was that when they were put together, he didn't know what they were saying.

The second point is the rules of writing, which are completely different from the horizontal writing that Miko usually taught and that he was completely familiar with.

Shouldn't the wooden sign be placed horizontally and then written from left to right? Why did Miko comb from top to bottom this time?

The third is that he doesn't know what the use of this thing is for the Son of God.

"New Year's celebration, Jiajie Changchun."

"Say goodbye to the old year in the sound of leather drums, and always replace the new peach with the old charm"

With doubts in his heart, the stone slowly read out what Han Cheng had written again.

Han Cheng was thinking about the Spring Festival couplets that he didn't have much in his memory, writing them stroke by stroke.

The earliest Spring Festival couplets in the legend are the sentence "New Year's Yuqing, Jiajie Changchun".

It is said to be the handwriting of Meng Chang, the queen of Shu after the end of the Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.

For Meng Chang, not too many people know about it, but one of his concubines is more famous, that is, Mrs. Hua Rui, who planted hibiscus all over for her.

After the country was broken, when Bianliang faced Zhao Lao's questioning of the country and the people, she wrote a poem at that time, "

The flag was erected on the king's city, and the concubine knew it in the deep palace. 140,000 people were disarmed, but not one of them was a man. ”

Meng Chang has a lot of similarities with Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty who wrote 'When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon' at the same time, in terms of experience and personality.

However, his poems are not as good as those written by Li Yu, and the most widely circulated is this Spring Festival couplet.

It is said that when he wrote this Spring Festival couplet, Zhao Boss had already divided his troops into two ways and let Wang Quanan and Cao Bin lead the attack on Houshu.

That is, in the year when he wrote this Spring Festival couplet, Hou Shu was shattered, and he and Mrs. Hua Rui became prisoners.

This is not the most dramatic, the most intriguing thing is that in that year, the highest official sent by the Great Song to deal with the affairs of Later Shu was named Lü Yuqing, and not long ago, Boss Zhao of Song Taizu set his birthday as the Spring Festival......

"You'll find out later."

Han Cheng smiled and said to the stone that couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart.

Then let the lame find a rope and a stone knife, and carve some grooves in the wooden couplet near the ends so that they could be used to tie the rope.

After doing this, he let the stone, the lame, and the black baby and the iron head who came over go out with him with the wood, and told everyone to be careful not to rub the words on it.

After all, it is only written with charcoal, not ink, and it is easy to rub flowers if you are not careful.

A few small wooden pegs smashed into the pillars on both sides of the gate, and the couplet, which was much larger than the other three, was hung on both sides of the gate by Han Cheng in turn.

It's the pair that he changed the firecracker to a leather drum.

Shenzi's unexpected move soon attracted many people from the Qingque tribe to see the rarity.

Everyone pointed to the couplet and said a few words from time to time, speculating about the intention of the Son of God's move.

Some say that it is used to scare the beasts, some say that it is a charm, and some say that it is like a communication with the gods......

Han Cheng listened to everyone's discussion and didn't speak, but just stepped back four or five meters, and looked at this unique and humble pair carefully with a smile on his face, thinking that it was not bad.

It's a pity that the characters are ugly, and the boards are not dyed red.

It's also a shame that there's no way to get out of town.

Otherwise, whether it is the red-faced Guan Yu, the black-faced Zhang Fei, or the gold-clad Qin Shubao, or the Wei Chigong holding the whip of the king, they can draw it and paste it on the door, which can add a lot of brilliance to the first New Year of the Qingque tribe.

Han Cheng wanted to paint a few by himself, but after thinking about his unflattering abstract painting skills, he gave up this idea.

Otherwise, the door gods who appeared in the Qingque tribe could not only avoid ghosts, but even people would retreat...... It's scary to think about.

The other three doors were also hung with couplets in turn.

It wasn't fun to see, so Han Cheng wrote two more paintings and hung them at the mouth of the cave and on the door of the deer pen.

And he made a short wooden sign, wrote the words 'trough head is prosperous', and hung it on the long deer trough where Uncle Deer often grazes.

Looking at the many little deer cubs that Uncle Deer and his harem had tossed out in this year, Han Cheng felt that this wooden sign was the most suitable to hang here.

The rabbit circle, the chicken pen, the place where the Qingque tribe often cooks, and the kang where the witch sleeps were not let go by Han Dashenzi, who couldn't stop the car in the Spring Festival couplets, and hung up signs like "Six Animals Prosperous" and "Be careful of the lights".

Even the canoes newly manufactured by the Qingque tribe and have not yet been tested have been hung up by Han Dashenzi with the sign of 'traveling thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred in a night', which can be said to be very crazy.

Even with such a canoe, you can't do it for a hundred miles a day......