The climate changes here are always so abrupt. In a single day, the snow and ice melt at a rate visible to the naked eye, the sun shines on the body, and the temperature gradually rises.

The ice and snow turned into spring water, and the snow on the plains turned into a vast ocean, connecting with lakes and rivers to form a large river.

After a long period of seemingly boundless ice and snow, the last remnants of snow in the distant mountains melted, the spring water of the lakes rose, and the spring of the jungle became stronger. The bare trunks of the trees spat out shoots frantically, the earth awoke in an instant, all kinds of plants grew wildly, and the air was no longer the cool of winter, but the fresh smell of earth.

Qin Yue looked at the mountains and rivers with a tangled face, and his eyes fell on the boundless Daze in front of him, and sighed silently, I am afraid that this water will not be able to retreat for a while and a half, and the previous plan will have to be postponed for several days.

The wooden house was originally built on a gentle slope with a slightly higher foundation, but now it is showing that it is a huge expanse of water, and only this one has survived.

The grassland floor was covered with dead grass, so that when the snow turned into spring water, it was not muddy, but the water was clear, like the wetland swamp she had been to before.

The clear water slowly flowed towards the lake, and after a night the water level dropped by nearly half, Qin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, cheered up and began to get busy.

This winter, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was inconvenient to go out, so Liang Jian organized a few people to pick up stones to make farm tools, made a lot of stone hoes, stone axes, and stone pries out, and even poured out wooden plows, and replaced them with thinned stone chips if there were no iron tools.

In a few days, the soil will be turned over and a field will be cleaned up, but the water has not receded and the time has been delayed.

Qin Yue stood at the gate of the courtyard, his thoughts drifting away, the little lamb in the courtyard had grown to half the size, bleating, arching the tender grass on the ground and chewing.

When the weather was warm, they tied themselves to the hut with the ewes, so that they could clean up the stinking hall.

Liang Jian stepped on the calf-deep water and walked over, followed by several people carrying tree trunks in their hands, these days they have cut down a lot of trees in the jungle and piled them up in the yard.

Spring is coming, and without the laziness of winter, the whole tribe is a lot busier all at once.

Qin Yue took care of the tribe's food, while several men were constantly busy, time became tight, and they had too many things to do.

This time is the season when wild beasts breed, primitive people follow the laws of nature, there is a hunting ban period of more than ten days, so this period of time everyone's food is mostly fish and meat and bacon stored in winter.

However, even if there is no hunting ban period, the prey that has spent a long winter is mostly skinny, and there are really not a few taels of meat.

After a few more days, the water receded, and a deep shade of green spread across the plain, which grew wildly overnight, covering the rotting dead grass.

Liang Jian took people to pack up a large piece of land and come out, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, often tired and sweaty, and had no time to go back to the wooden house to eat.

Qin Yue often stewed fish soup and mushroom broth for them, put them in a large wooden basin, put them in a basket and send them over, and one bowl per person with a large piece of honey roast meat satisfied their stomachs.

When there were no oxen, the land could only be ploughed by hand, and several large men took turns pulling the wooden plow, but a huge field was turned out.

The grass seeds she had reserved now have a big bag, and they are ready to plant them all. The yield of primitive planting is low, and the yield of one acre of land planted with the same seed is less than one-tenth of that of modern times.

The people here have no concept of planting, and several people in the tribe know that they cultivate the wasteland, and they are very surprised that it is better to cultivate for a few days and go hunting.

Perhaps because they are accustomed to collecting, whether it is grass seeds, roots, or wild fruits, they are all readily available, and they can't understand why they need to grow their own. But cultivation is the origin of agricultural development, and once stable planting habits are formed, a tribe can thrive for a long time without having to move from place to place.

They will gradually develop the idea of the tribesmen about the importance of planting, and that hunting can be obtained for food, but it is unstable and unsafe, and these will later make them realize.

The people of the tribe blindly worshiped Liang Jian, and although they didn't understand why they had to reclaim the land and sow seeds, they still followed Liang Jian to work hard, which made Qin Yue very pleased. They are all honest and simple, and they have no intention of stealing and cheating, which is very beneficial to the stability of the embryonic tribe.

Qin Yue grew up in the city and had never been in the ground, if he hadn't studied traditional Chinese medicine, he might not even be able to distinguish between grains and grains. Therefore, for rural people to farm, she only knows how to dig pits and sow seeds, and nothing else.

On the contrary, it was Liang Jian, who grew up with her, but he knew a lot, he asked Qin Yue to soak the seeds in a wooden pot, and when the white and tender buds appeared, he would take people to bury them in the soil one by one.

Before and after, everyone was busy for more than 20 days before the seeds were completely sown. The endless black land, about ten acres, Qin Yue reached out to wipe his sweat and rubbed his sore waist, feeling quite accomplished.

Imagining the golden waves of the harvest, she was in a good mood.

She left the seeds of the ginger left over in late autumn last year, deliberately selected the plump and not shriveled, cut it into several pieces and buried it in the ground. This is a small plot of land specially left, not far from the wooden house, sprinkled with grass ash and buried rotten leaves, just waiting for the ginger to sprout.

Some other plant rhizomes were also planted, and there was a rhizome with a bumpy appearance and a taste similar to that of a potato, and when it was dug up, there were only five or six pieces, so Qin Yue kept it, cut it into small pieces, and buried it in the soil.

These days, they are so busy that they can't leave the ground, Qin Yue sometimes runs into the forest and digs up a lot of mushrooms, fresh mushrooms taste much more delicious than dried mushrooms, and everyone likes to drink them in stewed soup.

From time to time, he even dug up a lot of unknown wild vegetables, Qin Yue picked some and planted them in the ground, waiting for them to survive.

After the busy spring ploughing, building a house is also on the agenda, and the wood stored in the early spring is piled up in the yard, and it is more than enough to build a few houses.

But Liang Jian didn't want to build a wooden house this time, he planned to build a few rural mud houses, which were built with mud bricks, and the mud bricks and weeds were very strong and would not collapse easily.

Soon, there were five mud houses around the wooden house, and the mud house layout was similar to that of the wooden house, with two rooms, one hall and one inner room.

The mud house has a wide window, and the inside of the house is brighter than the wooden house, and everyone is excited to see the house built by their own hands, and they can't wait to live in it.

Two of the five mud houses lived in one, and Liang Jian let them distribute them freely without much interference.

But there was still a small trouble, and the one who lived in a room with Ah Liang was a young man named Shu, who was shy and didn't like to talk, so everyone pulled someone they knew to live in, leaving only him and Ah Liang.

But Ah Liang was reluctant to live with him, Qin Yue was puzzled, thinking that he disliked trees.

"Then who do you want to live with?" Qin Yue lowered his head and asked him, Ah Liang was a little taller, but it was still only up to her chin, and he still looked like a half-old child.

Ah Liang bit his lip, his eyes were worried, "I don't want to live with them, I'll live here." ”

This is the first time Ah Liang has said such a long sentence, Qin Yue is relieved at the same time, but he is also a little difficult, he can't let him sleep in the hall all the time.