After the matter of the New Year was decided, the atmosphere of the Qingque tribe immediately became different.

It's a feeling of fear, anticipation, vague excitement, and so on.

However, the training once every three days did not stop because of this, and in today's training, in addition to gathering, turning left and right, training has begun on weapons such as archery, stone throwing, shielding, and spear.

It is mainly based on group training.

In this regard, in later generations, Han Cheng only had people train to line up twice, and weapons and combat had never been touched, and they could only come slowly by groping.

In the spacious deer shed, the production of canoes officially stopped today, and the main personnel who made canoes - lame, wood, and black babies need to make one or two more drums, which is the consensus of the Qingque tribesmen.

They were worried that there was only one drum, and they would not be able to scare the terrible year beast.

By now, the Qingque tribe has three completed canoes, all of which were made after the trunk of a large tree that three or four people could not hold together was burned and burned out.

There is not a small space inside, in a canoe, six people can be seated, and some necessary supplies can be put on, which is still very relaxed.

It is a pity that the surface of the river has been frozen all the time, and there is no way to launch a sea trial to test the specific efficiency.

Another thing is that because the inside is burned empty with fire, it is easy for people to be blackened as soon as they go inside.

This requires people to polish it with rough stones and other things.

The women of the Qingque tribe also have an extra job, which was handed down from Han Cheng as the son of God, that is, to sew a new dress for everyone in the tribe.

This dress will be distributed to everyone on the night of the New Year.

The people of the tribe already lived together, and Han Cheng did not deliberately hide this matter, so it quickly spread throughout the Qingque tribe.

Not only those minors, but also the adults of the Qingque tribe are looking forward to the New Year.

As the saying goes, clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as the old, and the likes of the new and the old on the clothes are probably a common disease of people, even the primitive people of the Qingque tribe also like new clothes that look better and are more comfortable to wear.

In particular, the clothes made by the method taught by the Son of God are so comfortable and warm to wear.

The sun, which had not been seen for several days, finally came out again.

At the base of the southern wall, which had been swept out of a clearing of land, there were many wooden piers and stones, and the women of the Qingque tribe sat in the sun in twos and threes, holding the nitrate fur in their hands, as well as bone needles, bone awls, and ropes, and made clothes according to the methods taught by the gods.

Xing, Xiaomei, Xiaoli and several older girls also follow the adults to make clothes here, and from time to time there will be people who are better at making clothes and teach them some necessary means.

The thicker skin is pierced with a bone awl, and then the needle is threaded with a bone needle, and the thinner skin is directly sewn with a bone needle that can withstand many iron needles in later generations.

Star was now sewing clothes with bone needles, and her hands were still too small to penetrate the skin with bone needles.

After two successive attempts to pierce the skin, she picked up a bone plate that was placed in a small round basket woven by the lame

In the middle of this bone plate, there are many small pits specially hewn out.

Xing pressed the bone plate against the tail end of the bone needle, and the tail end of the bone needle easily sank into the small pit on the bone plate, and then with a force on his hand, the needle, which was originally very difficult to penetrate, pierced the skin.

She put the bone plate back into a small basket for needles, threads, and some broken skins, threaded the needle, sewed the stitch, and looked up to see Miko walking not far away.

Miko was followed by a blessed shogun with a bigger belly and a wagging tail.

The bone needle, the bone plate for the thimble, and the method of sewing clothes, were all taught by the Son of God.

Hoshi couldn't help but wonder again, how could Miko know so many things......

Han Cheng didn't know Xing's thoughts, if he knew, he would definitely touch Guangguang's chin quite proudly, and said secretly in his heart: "It's not that I know too much, but you know too little." ”

Han Cheng stepped aside, looking at the people who were sewing clothes together from a distance, and in the cold air, the warm sunlight sprinkled down, enveloping most of the courtyard.

and covered him, and all the garment-makers.

In a trance, it gives people the illusion that he is not a primitive tribe at this time, but has returned to that distant and clear village.

In the same winter free time, those familiar young and old women, holding needlework, gathered in the courtyard of someone's house, doing their work and talking about their daily routines.

A few of the children who came with them gathered together, bending marbles, corners, or something else......

In such a trance, the star who picked up the bone plate and put it down unconsciously lifted up, looked towards the Divine Son, and was in contact with the Divine Son's gaze.

"Xing, the Son of God is watching you and wants to sleep with you."

When the working women come together, there is always a strong atmosphere of gossip, whether it is in later generations or among primitive tribes.

As the son of God, Han Cheng is the kind with his own spotlight in the Qingque tribe, and once he appears outside, he easily attracts everyone's attention.

Therefore, the actions of the Son of God at this time were also seen by many people.

Some time ago, Wu and the leader wanted to use the star as the spouse of the god son, and in such a small tribe, there was naturally no way to hide it.

Sex, or something related to sex, is a topic that never loses heat.

From the primitive, to the present, to the future.

The way primitive people express their feelings in their hearts always seems to be relatively straightforward.

Xiaomei stretched her head, looked at what she was standing there and looked at here for a while, and then looked at Xingxing, who was also looking at Miko, and said out loud.

A slightly muffled voice fell, eliciting a good-natured laugh.

If it is placed elsewhere, such a woman who is ridiculed in public will always be a little embarrassed, but Xing's face does not change.

She didn't retract her gaze, and said seriously and a little discouraged: "The Son of God is not trapped with me. ”

"You can defeat Miko and get trapped with him."

This time it was an adult female primitive who had defeated her man at the beginning, and then succeeded in sleeping with the man she liked.

Therefore, it seems a little justified to say this at this time.

In the tribe, this kind of thing is allowed, although it doesn't happen often.

Xing's eyes lit up, and when it came to fighting, Miko really couldn't beat himself......

Xiaomei, who was originally laughing at the star, and Xiaoli, who was not far from her, suddenly seemed to think of something.

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