Chapter 929: The Twelve Years of Bluebird finally ended (2 in 1)

There is no snow here in Jinguan City, but the weather is also starting to get cold.
The sunlight falling from the sky does not have much temperature on people.
A thin layer of ice formed on the waters, similar to chicken skin, so it is also called chicken skin jelly.
In such weather, it is obviously not suitable for barefoot to dig the canal, so most of the Qingque tribe's people are standing on the dry land, waving the tools in their hands to open up wasteland.
Han Cheng also held a nail rake here and kept rising and falling, opening up wasteland with everyone.
His body has basically grown up completely, and his strength has grown a lot. Now the people of the tribe are working hard, and it is not good for him to be idle alone.
Of course, more importantly, it's really a bit cold to do some physical work in such weather.
However, Han Cheng would not tell the rest of the tribe about such things, which would damage his image of being tall and mighty in the hearts of the tribe.
It’s because of the coldness that he can work. In order to build Jinguan City earlier, there are no gods who have worked tirelessly to teach tribal minors to read and write in the morning, and to open up wasteland with nails and rakes in the afternoon. It is touching that they refuse to be idle for a moment. deep? Great motivation?
After scratching the ground for a while, Han Cheng not only didn't feel cold anymore, he also sweated on his head.
Sure enough, life lies in exercise, and plowing is a great way to resist the cold...
With the chilly wind blowing, the cat's ears held a small pot of rice in his hand and carefully brushed on the door and door frame of Jinguan City.
Following him were two other people, pulling the red paper with the calligraphy written on them, and after carefully aligning them up and down, they pasted the place where the cat's ears had been brushed with the tassel.
After putting the red paper and black Chinese New Year couplets and the square-shaped "Fu" on the door, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was immediately brought out.
Before you know it, the time has come to the end of the year, and Jinguan City is also under the order of Han Cheng to prepare for the Spring Festival.
For the New Year, Han Cheng, who came from later generations, has a deep obsession.
With his order, Jinguan City immediately became lively.
As everyone is busy, the same ingredients are gradually prepared, and the fragrance is permeated here.
Han Cheng, who has not cooked much now, also cooks himself, cooking his best braised pork for the people of the tribe, which has attracted the cheers of many people.
The yellow sun fell a short distance from the west horizon. It was too lazy to move, but it didn't want to move, so it disappeared into the air.
At this time, all the New Year's Eve dinners for everyone in Jinguan City were served.
There are braised pork, reddish river prawns, braised fish, fried and steamed square meat, roasted golden lamb...
There are several circles in large and small basins.
The rice is still steamed dry rice, but the water used for drinking is quite different.
It's no longer deer milk or goat milk, but rice tea with some dried red dates.
Put some honey in it, it can be regarded as candied dates and white rice porridge.
After pouring a bowl of wine in front of everyone, Han Cheng stood up with the bowl and invited everyone to drink together.
Everyone picked up the wine bowls and collided with each other in the void, then drank their necks back.
The sour liquor entered the throat and turned into a warm current.
Some people breathed out a breath of alcohol and found it very enjoyable, some couldn't help sticking out their tongues and grinning.
After drinking a bowl of wine, everyone picked up their chopsticks and leaned toward the delicious food.
"Woohoo..."
The dogs of the tribe yelled loudly at this moment, and when they heard there was some movement around the tribe.
The people in the courtyard who had just eaten the food put down their chopsticks and looked a little alert.
"It's them! They came here with a burden!"
The man from the Qingque tribe who was in charge of alerting and holding a bowl to eat on the wall, turned his head and said loudly to everyone in the courtyard.
When everyone heard that they were older female primitives, they all relaxed and continued to eat.
Han Cheng couldn't help but sniffed slightly. He suspected that the older female primitives came here with the smell, otherwise, how could they be so coincidental?
And just in time for the most abundant meal of the year in your tribe?
Although he was very distressed about the meals of his tribe, and wanted the person on the wall to tell the older primitive women that they were not waiting for them, Han Cheng still did not make such a decision after all.
Instead, let people hold out a stack of bowls, and from the food they just started to eat, make a bowl for these people to eat.
Fortunately, this time I cook a lot of portions, and they are all served in pots.
With two chopsticks on each'table', one bowl will be full.
Spread a bowl of vegetables among several pots, and it's not obvious.
This meal has to be taken care of anyway. It’s better to say something during the usual season. Now it’s the Chinese New Year. Some people come to the door and say that they should eat some food made by their own tribe.
When the older female primitives and their party came to the gate of the inner courtyard of Jinguan City, the meals for them were also prepared.
Like the meals eaten by everyone in the Qingque tribe, there are a total of 16 kinds.
It's just that the food eaten by the people of the Qingque tribe is packed in pots, and the food for the older primitive women is packed in bowls.
But even so, the sixteen bowls placed together is also very spectacular, especially when these sixteen bowls are still filled with extremely delicious food.
People, including the older female primitives, were completely stunned when they saw the many delicacies placed among the people of the Qingque tribe in a circle.
This kind of shock is no less than that of the people who discovered the Qingque tribe, and built such a tall cave in the short time they left.
How can they be so rich, how can they eat so much food at once!
Is it really good to eat so much food at once?
After several transactions, the older female primitives felt that they and others were already richer. Even if they were not as good as the people of the mysterious Blue Sparrow tribe, the gap between them should have narrowed a lot.
Where did they think that they had just come to the mysterious Qingque tribe, they saw such a scene!
Compared with the scene they saw before them, what they were proud of was really nothing!
How could the distance between myself and others and the Qingque tribe shortened, but it was too big to be beyond.
What kind of tribe is this!
When you think you have seen their strongest and richest side, you realize that they have something more powerful and wealthy, which you did not show before...
This feeling is too exciting.
At the sign of Han Cheng, Mao put down his chopsticks and went to the older female primitives to convey Han Cheng's meaning to them, and pointed out the food just prepared for them.
When they understood that the food in the exquisite pottery bowl was prepared for themselves and others, the older primitive women became even more surprised.
Are you willing to let yourself wait for someone to eat such exquisite and abundant food?
This department is too kind and generous!
You know, most of these foods are meat that makes people want to drool!
The older primitive women looked dull.
She pointed to the food in the bowls and looked at Mao. Mao nodded to her with a smile. She turned to look at Han Cheng who was sitting not too far away. Han Cheng also smiled and nodded to her.
Then she believed that what she had understood not long ago was true!
The older female primitives looked at the people of the Qingque tribe who looked at them with kind smiles on their faces, and then looked at the rich food. After all, they did not resist the temptation of delicious food.
However, she did not take people to eat directly, but untied a large package of food from the burden she was carrying, and pushed it to Mao.
Mao smiled and shook his head, then pushed it back.
The older female primitive disagreed, and reached out and pushed it to Mao.
In such a scene, the smiles on the faces of the people in the Qingque tribe were even stronger.
This is the most primitive courtesy exchange.
Han Cheng saw that the older female primitives had made a real concession, so he asked Mao to accept the package, and the older female primitives began to eat the Qingque tribe's New Year's Eve dinner prepared by Han Cheng.
Just after eating a little, the older female primitives couldn't help their eyes widening.
They have never eaten such delicious food!
Just taking a bite, the older primitive female felt that what she had just given was too little.
How can such a delicious thing be exchanged for a package of food from your own tribe?
So she stood up and unwound another package from the other end of the load, hoping to deliver the food that was originally used to exchange pottery and salt to the people of the Qingque tribe.
In any case, Han Chengdu didn't accept this package, but instead sent them some food.
After the older female primitives ate food for a while, Han Cheng came over with a wine jar with a smile.
He poured wine for them himself, and Han Cheng drank one with them.
Seeing the older female primitives grinning after drinking, the people of the Qingque tribe couldn't help but laugh kindly.
Although some people in the mysterious and wealthy Qingque tribe do not understand why they like to drink this kind of drink, it is not good at all, but it seems that it is very precious in this tribe, the older female primitive People still laughed.
After a while, some of the older female primitives began to slowly realize the wonderful taste of this kind of thing...
After a good time, the delicious food was eaten by everyone.
Just when the older female primitives felt that today's things were over, everyone in the Qingque tribe had new actions.
Piles of bonfires were lit, and everyone happily jumped and jumped around the fire...
This year has been relatively hurried, and no trace of bamboo was found near Jinguan City, so no firecrackers were burned tonight, but everyone still had a very happy life.
Many of these reasons are due to older female primitives who joined them.
Watching them look surprised and helpless when they heard the sound of the beating gongs and drums, watching them under the guidance of their own tribe and others, and the people of their own tribe, seem to be very strangely twisted Body, the people of the Qingque tribe felt very happy inexplicably...
But the only regret is that I did not see snow on the first New Year's Eve spent here in Jinguan City.
A bonfire was lit here in Jinguan City, and when the gongs and drums were sounded, a larger bonfire was also lit at the Green Bird Tribe far away.
More people gathered around, jumping and jumping, spending this happy time together.
In the Tongshan residential area, there was a lot of sorrow for drinking, and with a red face, he vigorously beat the drum in front of him, so that the lively atmosphere became more enthusiastic.
The blazing bonfire tore through the night sky and illuminated a large area.
Looking down from above, you can see that there are three places in the vast darkness that have bonfires lit at the same moment.
If Junior Sha and others in the Qinling sub-district did not return to the main tribe from there after the snow fell, there would be four such spots.
Stars of fire flicker in the dark, just like the stars in the night sky~EbookFREE.me~ Maybe after many, many years have passed, at such a moment, there will be more places to light up the fire together.
The many fire lights connected together will be as bright as the stars in the sky...
"Xin Lian Howl~"
After spending a New Year’s Eve with the people of the Qingque tribe living in Jinguan City, the older female primitives also know that the people of the Qingque tribe are so happy because they are extremely important. Holiday.
The older female primitives didn't quite understand what a festival was, but they also had a vague understanding of it when they went through yesterday's carnival together.
Although they don’t quite understand the festival called "Nian" by the people of the Qingque tribe, this does not prevent them from enjoying this happy day, and they fantasize that if their tribe can also be like Qing Like people in the Sparrow tribe, how nice it is to have this festival called'Nian'.
Looking at the people from the Qingque tribe who were neatly dressed and squinted at each other and said the same sentence, the older female primitives couldn't help but learn the appearance of the people from the Qingque tribe, and they seemed to say that this sentence belongs The language of the Qingque tribe...
The older female primitives took some pottery and salt and went away reluctantly, and together they took the green bird for twelve years.
With the departure of the older female primitives, Qingque's thirteen years also quietly arrived.
There is no snow here in Jinguan City, so after a five-day break after the Chinese New Year, everyone in Jinguan City, led by Han Cheng, once again came to the fields with tools and continued to use tools to open up wasteland.
At the same time, in an unknown place, a group of people also set off from the tribe with things...
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