The arrival of the Green Tribe is just a small episode in the busy and tense autumn harvest of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

After the departure of the Green Tribe, the busy autumn harvest continued.

People are working under high tension, and although they are tired, the smiles on their faces are not diminished......

"Boom......"

The balloon shook something in his hand back and forth vigorously, and the fine grains of millet fell like rain, smashing on his bare feet, itchy and comfortable.

After shaking back and forth like this for a while, I picked it with my hands to see that there were no millet grains in it, and only the bran and some grain stalks remained, and then I stopped this action.

Walk to the edge of the threshing floor and pour them out, then walk here with half of the freshly beaten and unprocessed kernels, and continue to shake them back and forth.

For the tool in his hand, which is called a bamboo sieve by the son of God, he can't put it down.

When there is no wind, use a bamboo sieve with a dustpan to process the millet that has just been beaten down, and the speed is simply not too fast.

This thing was made up by the Son of God for a lame.

Turning his head to look at the god of the valley who was drying in the scene barefoot, a heartfelt admiration rose from the balloon's heart.

Miko has always been able to use extremely ordinary materials to make extremely useful utensils, making things simpler, less labor, and easier to do.

If it weren't for the kind of tools that the Divine Son had created with everyone, even if they were willing to put in the effort to plant and harvest so much food at one time, it would have been impossible at all!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

Chen, who had lost half an ear and had grown much taller, held in his hand a trapezoidal open wooden box made of wooden planks, and shoveled together piles of dried grains.

The name of this strange-looking wooden box is 'Zhuzi', and it is specially used to shovel the cleaned grain, and it is almost worth five or six times of a bone shovel at once.

Chen held the handle of the 'zelnut' in his hand, shoveled the grain, and then quickly pulled it out, and it was already filled with more than ten catties of grain.

Then he turned around and skillfully poured it into a large coffin wrapped in skin, and in a few clicks, the rafter was full.

The second senior brother, who was waiting on the side, took the burden and walked into the house.

In one part of the house, round grains could already be tied, and all the inner circles were freshly dried and freshly beaten millet.

The second senior brother put down the burden, picked up a rafter, and with a little force on his hand, the rafter came to his shoulder, and with a tilt of his hand, the grain contained in it made a nice sound, and slipped into the coffin......

Wu is no longer playing rabbits, he is laughing all day long, either helping here or helping there, and he can't stop all day long.

Han Cheng persuaded him more than once not to tire himself out, Wu Du agreed with a smile on his face, but as soon as he sat down, he started to get busy again.

Han Cheng understood the happiness in Wu's heart, and when he saw him like this, he could only shake his head and smile helplessly, and then told people not to let Wu do too much work......

This intense labor lasted for twenty days before it gradually came to an end.

For such a long time, the people of the Qingque tribe have all tightened a string, and they dare not relax in the slightest.

Now that most of the grain has been harvested and put into the house, they can finally relax and not have to rush like that.

Such hard work is not without harvest, and the five houses that the Qingque tribe originally set aside to store grain are now full of grain.

There is still a lot of millet that there is nowhere to put it.

The people of the Qingque tribe were enthusiastic enough about these grains, and some people immediately said that they could put them in the house where they lived, or stack them on the kang, and they didn't mind sleeping on them.

Han Cheng thought about it and refused, God knows what kind of flavor these grains will become after a period of time like this......

The final decision was to vacate a residential house to store the excess grain.

You must know that these grain poles of the Qingque tribe have only been beaten once, the second and third times, and the harvested millet will be much less than the first time, but after all, the number is there, and the millet poles of hundreds of acres of land can still be beaten.

Looking at the few rooms full of grain, the people in the tribe all showed a heartfelt smile, and a kind of food in their hands spread in the hearts of everyone.

After such a long period of continuous busyness, the people in the tribe have tanned a lot and lost a lot of weight, but their spirits are very good.

Looking at the house that was vacated later, there was not much grain in it, and some people such as the senior brother felt a little awkward, thinking that it should be filled with grain like the other five houses, so they immediately called some people to prepare to beat the grain twice.

These guys are really desperate.

Han Cheng thought with emotion in his heart, but he also understood their feelings.

Originally, these people lived a precarious life after eating the last meal but not the next.

Now that there is an opportunity to live a better life, it is natural to seize it and not let go......

The great development of the Qingque tribe in the past few years, of course, is guided by Han Cheng, a traverser, but if the senior brothers do not work hard, but endure hardships and are afraid of tiredness, it is impossible to develop to this extent.

Han Cheng stopped them with a smile and announced that he would take a half-day off today, make something delicious, celebrate, and do the rest tomorrow.

All of him, who is the son of God, said this, and the rest of the people naturally obeyed.

So, it didn't take long for the people of the tribe to start talking and laughing and preparing for the evening feast.

As dusk falls, the sun sets, and the western sky is covered with magnificent fiery clouds.

The aroma of wine and meat began to spread in the courtyard of the Qingque tribe, and it was intoxicating to listen to.

Wu drank a little too much tonight, and talked a lot, and kept saying some joyful words, and finally came to the room where the grain was stored, and hugged the door frame and cried.

Such a big person, crying like a doll in a month.

Many people, not long after eating, fell asleep.

On the one hand, it was because I drank some alcohol, and on the other hand, I was too tired......

In the room, Han Cheng hugged Bai Xuemei and lay quietly on the bed, with a faint joy in his heart, but more of a joy from the heart.

Through their own efforts, let life become better day by day, and let the people around you care about live better, in a way, this is the meaning and value of human life.

This kind of hard work will make people feel happy and reassured.