Yao Xiaoqing put away the medical bag and went out to the cafeteria. As soon as she walked to the door, Yaya held a clay figure in her hand, came over and said to Yao Xiaoqing: "Qinggu, why hasn't the golden retriever been here for a long time?" ”

Yao Xiaoqing rubbed Yaya's little tug, "Yes!" That little conscienceless has forgotten us! ”

Yaya pulled Yao Xiaoqing, "I won't forget Qinggu." ”

"Yaya is so good!" Yao Xiaoqing pinched her face, "Is it okay for Qinggu to teach you to play games with Ah Sen?" ”

Ah Sen also ran over, "Qinggu, do you want to play with clay figures?" We've got a lot of clay figurines! ”

Yao Xiaoqing looked at him, "How many clay figurines do you have?" ”

Arsen raised two palms, "There are so many." ”

Looking at his appearance, Yao Xiaoqing laughed, "So many, do you know how much?" ”

The two pouted and shook their heads, "I don't know!"

Yao Xiaoqing thought to herself, just teach them to know the number, so that most of the people in the tribe can't even figure out the number of more than ten.

"Qinggu will teach you to count!"

"Qinggu, what is counting?" Asen asked curiously.

Yao Xiaoqing thought for a while, "If you learn to count, you can know how many clay figurines there are, and you can also know that after one winter, Ah Sen will be one year older, and after many winters, Ah Sen will also know how old he has grown!" ”

Poor baby, I don't even know how old I am. In later generations, those children have to learn so much knowledge every day, and the children here are thinking about how not to go hungry.

"Good! I'm willing to learn. Ah Sen glanced back at the winter snow, "Mother, do you know how many winters I've had?" ”

Dongxue thought for a moment, stretched out a hand, and four fingers, "It's been so much winter." ”

Ah Sen looked back at Yao Xiaoqing, "Qinggu, how many winters have I had?" ”

Yao Xiaoqing touched his head, "Nine winters, Ah Sen is nine years old." ”

Ah Sen happily ran over and pulled Dongxue, "Mother, Qinggu said that I am nine years old, how old are you?" ”

Dongxue showed a bitter smile, "Grandma doesn't know, Qinggu taught you, you study hard, and help Grandma remember it in the future." ”

Ah Sen ran back and pulled Yao Xiaoqing, "Qinggu, I want to learn how to count with you." ”

Yao Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll go find a piece of charcoal and teach you well." ”

Yao Xiaoqing took a handful of chestnuts and put them on the stone table, and asked Yaya and Ah Sen to also hold a bunch of chestnuts on the stone table. He said to the flowers and the women: "You learn together, and you will know how old your baby is in the future." ”

The women didn't expect that they could learn it themselves, so they happily responded, "Yes, Qingwu." ”

Yao Xiaoqing took out a chestnut and said, "Come, follow me, 1, 2, 3, 4 ......"

Everyone pulled the things they counted in front of them and read them down seriously.

Yaya and Ah Sen learned very quickly, and they could count to less than fifty on their own in less than half an hour.

They will be slower, and Yao Xiaoqing taught them a few times before they learned.

Yao Xiaoqing then taught them to count.

Yaohu came back with a group of men who were eating lunch, stood there and listened for a while, and said to Yao Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, teach us again if you teach them." ”

Yao Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, "Okay!" Go and bring some pine nuts and chestnuts, and count them after me, one by one. ”

"Okay." A group of people held pine nuts and chestnuts, sat there upright, followed behind Yao Xiaoqing, and pulled the things in front of them, one, two, and three ......, and read the past.

When they followed Yao Xiaoqing and counted to a hundred, Yao Hu took out the knotted rope for remembering, thinking if he could draw it like Xiaoqing drew a picture?

After eating the food, the family returned to the courtyard where they lived.

Yaohu said to Yao Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, the number you taught us to count, can you draw it down like you drew a picture?" ”

Yao Xiaoqing nodded and said, "Yes, those numbers also have their own way of drawing." ”

The father and son were amazed when they heard this, "Xiaoqing, can you teach us how to draw?" ”

Yao Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, "What's wrong with this, after I teach you, you don't have to use a rope to remember things, and we can still record the time when the Yaoshan tribe was established." ”

"People in the future will know, how long has our Yaoshan tribe been established? I also know that our first leader is called Yaohu, who his woman is, and how many children he has. ”

Yao Xiaoqing's words made Yaohu's father and son yearn for it, looked at her and asked, "How should I remember that?" ”

Yao Xiaoqing thought for a while, "Let's record the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter by year, and from spring to winter is a year." ”

"In the spring, we went to the Ning River and established a new Yaoshan tribe, with our surname, and after the winter, it was the first year of the establishment of the Yaoshan tribe."

"From the next spring to winter, it's the second year, and so on."

Yaohu couldn't help but nod, "Okay, just do as you say, you can teach us how to remember?" ”

"Shall I see where it is written?" Yao Xiaoqing glanced at the wall behind the pink and white of the hall, "Just write it on the wall, I will teach you to learn to write one to one hundred first, and then teach others." ”

Mu Feng looked at her, "Xiaoqing, what do you write it with?" ”

"Wait!" Yao Xiaoqing went into the house and took out two charcoal sticks, and handed them to Yao Hu and Mu Feng, "Father, brother, you follow me and write behind me." ”

The father and son grabbed the charcoal strip and nodded, "Okay." ”

Yao Xiaoqing wrote the numbers on the whitewashed oyster wall, and the father and son 、......, 1 and 2 followed behind Yao Xiaoqing, clumsily and earnestly, and at dusk, lines of numbers were left on the white wall.

In two days, Yaohu and his son learned to write numbers from one to one hundred, and the walls of the hall were also full of numbers.

Father and son taught what they had learned to the rest of the tribe.

Yao Xiaoqing also taught them to write their names, spring, summer, autumn, winter, as well as millet, beans, livestock, and some characters that were often used.

The people of the tribe learned to write, but they did not have the paper to write, and they had nothing to do, so they wrote on the walls all day long, and the walls of their rooms and halls were covered with black numbers.

Yao Xiaoqing went to chop a few bamboo tubes and split them, cut them and gave them to Yao Hu, "Father, brother, you first engrave the things you want to remember on this, and then I find a way to make the paper I used to draw the picture, and then write it down on the paper." ”

"Hmm!" The father and son took the bamboo slips, and Mu Feng smiled: "I'm still thinking, if they are all written on the wall, the walls of the house will be painted all over by us." ”

"Mu Touzi, why can't you think of carving words on bamboo chips!" Yaohu smiled and patted him, "You go tell them, go get some oyster ashes, and paint the wall again." ”

Mu Feng rubbed his head and smiled: "Yes, Yaohu Leader!" ”

More than half a month has passed in a flash, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

Yao Xiaoqing was worried that the sugarcane and taro were frozen and damaged, so after insulating the sugarcane soil, he led everyone to dig out half of the taro and pile it in the cave, and the rest of the soil was insulated.

The trunks of the living fruit trees were wrapped in cattail grass to keep them warm, so that they would not freeze to death.