The small tribe of Fosse and Nuwa was like a big family, and people went about their own thing, going out early in the morning and returning after dark. Sixty-four people have sixty-four mouths, and everyone has to eat, and everyone's appetite is surprisingly large, except for the newborn child, everyone has to work, or someone will starve.

Hou Yi had a group of people under him, and more than a dozen young and strong young men were trained by Hou Yi to become qualified hunters. They run the farthest, sometimes walking in winter and coming back in the spring. They usually go northeast of their place of residence, where there is a large mountain with wild beasts in the forest.

Led by Hou Yi, they lurked in the grass and trees, quietly watching their prey enter their ambush circle without noticing. After knocking it down, they will skin their prey and carefully store it, while its flesh is made into jerky and collected. Wait to bring it to the people of the tribe when you return.

Whenever they returned, it was like a festival in the tribe, and people sang and danced and ran to find their chieftain, Fosse. At this time, Fosse was probably in the fields, and he loved plants. They ask for sunshine and rain and give seeds and fruits.

Even the most inconspicuous of plants, which grow in the crevices of the rocks, have seeds that are difficult to collect and whose fruits are bitter and unpalatable, but whose sap can cure diseases. Even the most humble patches of grass can keep their domesticated cattle and sheep alive.

It was Nezha who led a few people to graze cattle in the north, where there were patches of grassland. And Nezha's advantages are incomparable to anyone. Without moving, he could see any lamb that was trying to escape.

Nezha's grazing location always changes, farther and farther north, and when the green blades of grass grow again where their herd has walked, people know it's time for them to return. This time is also the happiest time for the people, and the tribe is full of the cries of cattle and sheep.

Fosse found a plant with long spikes that bent its stems as they matured. The seeds are pitifully small, but because of this, it is relatively easy to peel off their shells, and it does not need much rain, making it ideal for growing on this plateau.

Fauci collected their seeds, which they taught to be planted in the spring in the leveled land, and after a light rain, they sprouted. The work of ploughing the ground is often done by the old men, who kneel or sit on their knees or sits, and turn the ground that has been hardened in the winter in small patches, so as to store water and help the seeds germinate.

In the spring, when there is no fruit on the trees, the women will participate. They are the most careful, carefully plucking some of the small crusted grains from the front hem of their clothes and spilling them evenly on the ground.

Behind them were old men with their hands behind their backs to do a final check, and then plucked up a thin layer of soil with their feet to cover the seeds. The soil can't be thick, and those seedlings will come out late. If it is thin, a heavy rain will pour out the seeds, and before they can germinate, birds will fly in and pick them up.

The old men put their hands behind their backs, kicked the soil and planted the seeds, and then stepped on them. In this way, another light rain will be all right.

Increasingly, these people only saw looking up at the moon as a small break in the middle of their labor. People who have lived on the moon occasionally think about the comforts inside, the flower area inside and the flower beds in their rooms.

Occasionally, I regret that their current tools are a little too poor. And when I'm sick, I don't have those special drugs that work quickly, but I can't see the intimidating surgical instruments that shine silver.

But fortunately, since the labor, they rarely get sick, rarely get those inexplicable diseases. And when they were sick, their chief of Fusi would come and visit them with a grass or two.

Also, they were no longer as lonely as they were on the moon, and they spent more than half of their time communicating only through hand-held intercom devices. The caves of the tribe are now next to each other, and two people who have had nightmares at night may crawl out of their caves and sit together and talk to each other.

Therefore, through such comparisons, they don't feel much about how painful it is to leave that kind of life. If anyone had to give them a choice, they would all choose to live on Earth. Because here...... There are so many benefits! There are no votes, no likes, but there are hands and feet and there is everything.

The new humans of the earth had a different affection for the moon high above, and they were not familiar with it, believing that the chief of Jeroda and the people of Hejing, whom they had known before, lived on the moon, and they would look at it and pray silently when they encountered something unknown.

Fauci made a 27-string piano, and why he made it 27-string is particular, because the wood he found suitable for making a piano board was only enough to arrange 27 strings.

When he had nothing to do, he sat cross-legged on the earthen platform in the center of the tribe and played with the harp. Later, slowly, he became proficient in playing, and he could play to the exact position with his eyes closed.

His sound is not limited by time, and people can still hear it when they lie in the cave in the dark. Sometimes the sound of the piano is like the fluttering of the leaves of the plants in the garden by the Tarim Sea, sometimes it is like the wind blowing on the surface of the Tarim Sea, and sometimes it is like the gentle spray of the fish that occasionally jump out of the water in the Tarim Sea.

That night, Fosse was playing the piano again on the earthen platform, and the girl put her son to sleep and quietly came to Fosse's side. In the hazy moonlight, she saw that Fausse's beard had grown in a short time, and a strand of white hair had grown from his sideburns. He shouldn't be like this at this age. The girl was a little sad, but she couldn't hear the sadness at all from the sound of Fosse's piano.

The western sky was dark at first, like a heavy rainstorm. They looked there, imagining whether the downpour would fall into the Tarim Sea again. When the sky became a little brighter, the two of them saw that the western sky suddenly flashed with a red color, reflecting the outline of the ridge.

And the time for the sunset to appear has long passed, and it is now late at night.

The two of them held each other's hands and went back to sleep, but soon a quarrel was stirred up. Fussey came out in his clothes and saw two people in the tribe pulling Jiang Ziya's clothes and were about to come to the leader.

The dried meat that was taken out of Jiang Ziya's pocket was quite a pile there. Fauci asked, "Why did you do that?" Don't you know it's food for all of us? If you take more, others will not have enough to eat...... Besides, I have already given you two more pieces when the food was divided in the evening, which everyone in the tribe agreed, saying that you have a great appetite. ”

Jiang Ziya said, "I...... I just thought...... If I'm hungry in the middle of the night......"

"The next time you're hungry, you think...... Everyone...... All once agreed...... Give you two more pieces of jerky. After speaking, the leader went back to sleep, he looked a little old, but he did not punish Jiang Ziya.