The encounter between Uncle Lu and Fu Jiang in the wild did not attract the slightest attention from everyone.

In the Blue Sparrow Tribe, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

The big brick and tiled houses have been flattened, and then there are such things as the gables on both sides and the wooden beams on them.

This is not to say that Han Cheng and the others don't care about Uncle Lu, but they don't know about this matter at all.

After all, Uncle Deer, although they have long mouths, they can't speak, and they are subject to the barriers between language communication, and they can't tell these two-legged beasts who protect them what they encounter in the wild......

Han Cheng held the tea bowl and sat on the wooden pier placed under the gate, feeling the coolness brought by a small gust of wind that kept blowing, and from time to time he brought the tea bowl in his hand to his mouth and drank a sip of cold water.

The water is light green, and it is no longer simply cool and white.

Of course, it wasn't put in the fuel, and the Qingque tribe didn't find the mung beans that matched Wang Ba's eyes, and the light green water was boiled from fresh bamboo leaves.

The bamboo transplanted by Han Sung from the bamboo forest where there is a national treasure that he can't afford to provoke last year is alive in the end.

Not only the first transplanting was lived, but the autumn one was also lived, and now a lot of bamboo shoots have been arched.

Bamboo leaves are cold, in the absence of mung bean soup now, pick some fresh bamboo leaves in the morning and clean them, then throw them into a large vat to boil, put them in the shade of a tree to cool, and then cover them with a lid, and put some clean bowls on the clean stones on the side, such water has become a rare weapon for the people of the Qingque tribe to cool off.

Moreover, compared with sun-dried bamboo leaves, fresh bamboo leaves have a fresh fragrance that dried bamboo leaves do not have.

Han Cheng felt very comfortable now, not only because he was still in a state where he was still a long way from the air-conditioned wireless watermelon, but also because of the people in the tribe.

The people in the tribe are all familiar faces, so naturally there is nothing to look at, but if there are some other changes, it will look different.

The changes of the people of the Qingque tribe are not reflected in the face, but in the body.

Not too far from Han Cheng, Xiaomei Xiaoli, two twin sisters, who were wearing ultra-shorts that didn't cover their buttocks, were sitting in the shade and choosing vegetables.

On their upper bodies, they are all bare, and until the key parts, there are two separate clam shell-like clothes to cover them.

It's just that compared to their surging murder weapons, this piece of clothing still seems to be too little material.

A normal straight body can't cover it up, not to mention that the two of them are still bending over to choose vegetables.

With such a beautiful scenery in front of him, how could he not be happy?

Looking at it, not only Xiaomei Xiaoli and the two of them, but also other female primitives in the tribe are also dressed in the same way.

As for the male primitives of the tribe, they are basically naked, and they wear a large linen trouser that is much larger than that of the female primitives.

Some of the more casual ones also wore a pair of flip-flops made of wooden planks and leather rope on their feet......

It's a pity that there is a lack of sunglasses and deck chairs, and there is no big beach around the tribe, otherwise, under Han Cheng's control, this place will soon become a beach for future generations......

The people in the tribe dressed up like this, not because Han Cheng was too narrow-minded, but because he had to experience the style of the later generations, in fact, he had to have a last resort.

This is a last resort, referring to linen.

Last year, although the tribe harvested several rafts of wild hemp from Yau Ma Field, after making it, the twine obtained was not too much.

If there is not too much twine as a raw material, then there is not much cloth to be made.

In addition, when the masks were made before, another wave was consumed, so there was a lot less cloth in the tribe.

These reasons come together to create the cool breeze that prevails in the Qingque tribe today.

After all, the clothes made in this way are the most economical fabric, and they are more in line with the style of primitive people who are shirtless in summer.

Of course, the careful thinking of a certain god son hidden behind these great truths can also be completed by the way.

In that case, why not?

Of course, Bai Xuemei, the child's adopted daughter-in-law, is not among them.

She wore more clothes than all the people of the tribe.

In addition to the necessary two-piece suit for female primitives in the tribe, she also wears an extra short sleeve on her upper body that covers all the flesh on her body, and the shorts she wears on her lower body are longer than ordinary female primitives.

The people of this tribe are not dissatisfied, after all, except for the uncommon relationship between Bai Xuemei and Shenzi, these linen cloths are the most woven by Bai Xuemei.

In the eyes of the tribesmen, there is nothing wrong with Bai Xuemei wearing more cloth on her body.

"Brother Cheng......"

A pair of feet wearing flip-flops appeared in front of him, and above that were shorts and short sleeves.

While blocking Han Cheng's view of the beautiful mountain, the voice of the little child's daughter-in-law, who seemed a little aggrieved, also sounded.

Han Cheng snorted, the benevolent man Leshan, the wise man Leshui, as a benevolent and righteous person, learned from those sages to enjoy the scenery, and this little child's daughter-in-law actually took care of it......

He raised his head and looked at the little boy daughter-in-law who had grown up a lot and looked aggrieved at this time, and couldn't help but smile.

This little girl, it's just a big deal, as for being so wronged?

Of course, as for such grievances, Bai Xuemei's mouth was deflated.

He didn't wear anything in the room, and Brother Cheng didn't look at him much, but now he was sneaking at Xiaomei Xiaoli and them in clothes......

After Han Cheng persuaded her with good words and made a decision to wait until the evening to look at her like this, the aggrieved Bai Xuemei turned her worries into joy and ran away happily.

Han Cheng shook his head and smiled helplessly, man......

When Han Cheng pretended to be sad and sighed, the person who was really sad approached the Qingque tribe.

“#￥￥%#！”

When there was still some distance from the Green Sparrow Tribe, the leader of the Green Tribe opened his mouth to ask the fur he was carrying to be placed in the grass and pulled up some grass to cover it.

After doing this under the bewildered gaze of the tribe, and resting for a while, the leader of the green tribe took his weapons for self-defense, and the people of the tribe who were puzzled, and headed towards the rich tribe.

Didn't the chiefs exchange their skins for salt? Why are you hiding your fur now?

In response to the questions of the tribesmen, the leader of the Green Tribe, who had been worried for a long time, finally showed a smile on his face.

The people in the tribe are still not as smart as themselves!

He sighed.

Of course, there was a reason for this, and he wanted to try to see if he could get free salt from the tribe as he had done before.

If you really can't do it, go back and carry the leather on your back.

The leader of the Green Tribe, who likes to take advantage of small advantages, is always very talented in this matter.

When he told the tribesmen this, the people were again amazed at the wisdom of the chief......