The removed shield also resumed the duties of the sheepfold, and everyone started classes again, Ah Xia's learning progress was obviously much higher than the others, and she was honored to follow Jun Qianqian to eat a small stove.

"Why does Lord Qianqian have so many things that can teach us?"

It's as if they'll never finish learning.

"How long have you been sitting in class like this all day?"

Everyone counted on their fingers for a long time, except for the busy farming, full of calculations, and the daily class did not reach a whole year.

"When I was six years old, I sat in class every day for 12 years."

If it weren't for the metaphysics, she would have continued to go to college for five years, and she would have taken the graduate school entrance examination before graduation.

"Twelve years!"

The crowd was shocked.

"It's going to take nine years of compulsory education, and you're still far from it!"

As a person who likes to go to the library and read extracurricular books in addition to school, Jun Qianqian's knowledge reserve can exceed the level of high school graduation in a few fields.

But for most people, when they go to university, they have to focus on professional knowledge, and irrelevant subjects will gradually fade away.

The graduation period of high school is the time when you have the most knowledge in your life.

Jun Qianqian has every reason to believe that her crossing was planned.

"We still have so much to learn!"

The people wailed.

"I didn't say that, I'll be satisfied with you finishing your literacy, and in the future, everyone will find something they like to learn, just like Big Brother and Kaisha."

Now Jun Qianqian has to discuss matters such as striking iron and raising livestock.

After telling everyone the next study plan in advance, the tribesmen were obviously relieved, and if they only learned one homework, it should be much easier than now.

The students were relaxed, and Jun Qianqian and Luo Zeke felt that the future was dark.

"Just ask the smarter people to continue learning."

After fighting back against the Luli tribe, Luo Ze felt that for the people, there was no need to tell them everything.

Half-understood things are easy to be used and deceived, so it's better for them not to know at all.

"In the next stage, we will be able to reduce the number of students by more than half."

Jun Qianqian put forward the concept of going to school, but also wanted to see the situation of the people to screen, Zihua is now few people, and she can manage it, but she can't explain everything to everyone in the future.

"There are other things you can do, or more time to rest."

Luo Ze comforted her, he understood that with screening, there would be differences, Jun Qianqian has been working hard to take care of everyone, and she hopes that everyone will become excellent.

However, he knew best that most of his people needed management, not care.

"That's all it can be."

Seeing that the weather was getting colder and colder, everyone was looking forward to the New Year in addition to being busy at home, and at this time a group of people came to the city of the Purple Flower Tribe.

It's the familiar old enemy again, the Luli tribe.

"We're here for help."

Dorne, the young man with his teeth and claws, bowed his head deeply at this time, and he stood in the clearing of the Purple Flower Tribe, as if he felt the sight of the hair on all sides, flying towards him like a knife.

"Help?"

Luo Ze raised his eyelids impatiently.

"Just give us a bite to eat and let us do whatever we want."

Halfway through the winter, the clan had long run out of food, and Dorne and the others had to dig up the grass roots and eat them, and eventually had to call for help from the other tribes.

The old and infirm people of the tribe left food for their underage children and women, who died in the winter, hoping that others would have some strength.

Dorn didn't want to come to the Purple Flower Tribe, but the wind and snow gradually increased, and they couldn't go far, and a child who was not yet ten years old fell in the snow and never got up again.

"What if I refuse."

Luo Ze didn't expect this kid to be so thick-skinned, he had the idea of letting the Luli tribe fend for itself, so he didn't let the people dirty their hands, but he didn't expect to ask for help today, and this group of people also begged for the head of the Purple Flower Tribe.

"Then we'll go and ask the mountain tribes."

Maybe they'll all fall in the snow on the way.

It didn't take long for Dorne's momentum to change completely, even if he used to be alive and kicking even if his brain was not good enough to confuse things, but now he was full of dead silence.

Ah Xia and Xiao Basket just looked at the crowd, watching quietly and not making a sound.

"What do you think?"

Roze asked the other people.

"Objectively speaking, it can be saved or not, but subjectively speaking, I don't want to save it."

Everyone looked at Jun Qianqian, and she had to be the first to speak.

Is there less of a farmer and a snake story?

"Then forget it."

Roze didn't hesitate, he never had much sympathy.

"Wait!"

Dorn didn't want to give up like that, he stepped forward and looked at Roze urgently.

"Please give us some food, we will pay you back tenfold next year, really! I'm afraid we won't be able to go to the mountain tribes! ”

Donne's eyes were filled with tears, but he stubbornly reached out to wipe them away, the skin on his face was already cracked, and the forceful movement immediately caused the wound to bleed again.

"If you die on the road, or become a member of another tribe, what will you do for ten times as much food?"

Roze debunked the nonsense that Dorne himself couldn't believe, and turned to leave.

"How can this be ......"

The young man's hot tears finally fell into the snow, and he had to get up and walk out of the tribe, where his countrymen were waiting for him.

This is the desperation that comes with weakness.

"Hey, young man, please stay."

Dorne's vain footsteps moved with difficulty to the outside of the city gate, and Jun Qianqian was already waiting here.

"Who are you?"

Dorne looked up at her like a walking corpse.

"I'm a member of the Purple Flower Tribe, I can't stand you being so miserable, so I'm here to give you a little food."

Jun Qianqian held a cotton bag in her hand, stuffed with roast meat and dried fruit, she threw the cloth bag over, and Dorne quickly picked it up from the ground.

"Thank you!"

The young man hugged the cloth bag and thanked him in a low voice, he recognized that the girl in front of him was the person who had just discussed with the Purple Flower Patriarch not to take them in.

But he didn't want to take his anger out on others.

"Don't you eat? Look at the way you starve. ”

Jun Qianqian asked curiously.

"No, there are others who don't have food."

Dorn shook his head, bowed to Jun Qianqian, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, I just asked about you, you don't resent our tribe, right?"

Jun Qianqian still dragged others to talk, not caring at all about his return like an arrow.

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare, not not resentful?"

"No, no, no! The affairs of the Purple Flower Tribe and our department are all grievances of the previous generation, and we dare not say anything. ”

Dorn hurriedly explained, for fear that someone would rush out of nowhere and snatch the hard-won food.