Chapter 823: God does not give birth to God, eternity is like a long night

(A reward for book friend Wu Weiqing)
Stones are different from mud and earth bricks. Compared with them, the thermal conductivity of stones is not too good.
Don't forget that the witch of Teng Snake Tribe, who was more able to pretend to be a stick than witches, used a slate to fry fat meat to make fatty oil, and act as a reward from the gods to fool people in the tribe.
Now, the leader of the Blackstone tribe is lying on the fire kang built of stone, and there is a small fire under it that has been burning continuously, so forget about the result.
It's just simmering in a small fire and it really tastes!
Because the small fire is burning slowly all the time, the temperature does not rise quickly, and it has an effect similar to boiling a frog in warm water.
In addition, since the cold weather, the leader of the Blackstone tribe has basically not slept too much. Now he finally feels the warmth of spring and slept very deeply, so the result is a sweaty Blackstone tribe. When the leader woke up from his sleep, many of the skins on his back had been burned to death, turning white, and singing.
Feeling the ubiquitous pain from the back, and thinking about it as the result of falling asleep like this, the leader of the Blackrock tribe who was almost turned into a teppanyaki was immediately angry, and roared in his mouth. , First destroyed the stone fire kang that almost roasted him, and then punched and kicked the bark that was already squatting on the ground with his head in his arms. In the process, some members of the Blackstone tribe also joined In order to achieve this, they beat the bark that almost gave their leader to the roast.
Countless fists fell, really like a storm.
If it hadn't been for the past nearly a year, the bark has not been beaten less frequently, and the ability to resist the attack has been greatly improved, and he also has a foresight to squat on the ground with his head in advance, wanting to be in such a beating. It is really not easy to survive.
The cave was quiet at this time, and the leader of the Blackstone tribe, lying on his side, would take two breaths from time to time, and the pain in his back made him feel less in the mood to continue sleeping.
The fire that has been burning all the year round emits light, and the flame is not jumping, shaking the shadow in the cave.
"Pooh."
Sitting on the bark of the stone wall, he spit out a saliva.
When he spit out, he didn't dare to make too much movement, fearing that it would attract the attention of the leader of the Blackstone tribe, and be beaten again.
The bark sitting here looked at the leader of the Blackstone tribe lying beside the fire with a bitter gaze.
At this time, it was night, and the fire that ignited in the cave was not so bright, and most of the people were already asleep, and no one would pay attention to him again, so the bark at this time can undisguised his spiteful gaze. Exposed.
At this time, the bark was very regretful. If I knew it would be like this, I should have burned the fire a little bit earlier and burned this brutal Blackrock tribe leader directly!
Darkness can encourage people's dark minds. Some people who look very sunny in the daytime will breed a lot of dark minds when they are alone in the dark, not to mention that they have just been beaten up so badly, and The Blackrock Tribe still has such a bark of hatred.
Bark’s eyes stared at the leader of the Blackrock tribe. After a while, he finally moved to the side slowly, and finally landed on the pile of stones that were blackened by the flames and some muddy stones on them. .
As long as he lifted this big rock and smashed it at the leader of the Blackrock tribe, this brutal and vicious guy would definitely die.
He will never be able to beat himself again!
Bark was sitting here, thinking in his heart.
Then I began to think back at the beginning of this year, how the leader of the Blackstone tribe led people to break through his tribe and the people of his tribe.
In addition to these, Bark carefully recalled the various beatings against him by the leader of the Blackrock tribe after he came to this tribe.
Thinking about it this way, the undulating chest of the bark collar became more undulating.
Hatred has given him a lot of courage, and the dark and quiet cave has contributed to his courage.
After a long period of ups and downs in his chest, the painful and pulsating bark swallowed saliva, pressed his swollen hand against the stone wall behind him, and stood up slowly and silently.
The leader of the Blackstone tribe, who burned his back with a scorch, didn't take a cold breath for a long time, and he should have fallen asleep.
The person sitting by the fire and taking care of the fire also turned around dozing at this time, sitting there, planting one by one.
No one noticed the bark that stood up.
After standing in place for a while, the bark clenched his fist fiercely, and walked slowly towards the pile of rocks with his trembling legs.
The Blackrock Tribe pays a lot of attention to the Blackrock weapons that make them make a fortune. Generally speaking, people like the bark can't reach it at all.
Moreover, after Bark and the others moved into the cave, these black stone weapons were placed in the lower part of the cave when they were not in use, where Bark and them were not allowed to pass.
Not only blackstone weapons, but also generally sharpened stick-like weapons, and bows and arrows, are usually placed in the depths of the cave.
Without the command of the leader of the Blackrock tribe, ordinary people can't take it, especially the bark and others.
However, this time the leader of the Blackstone tribe has forgotten something, these are the teppanyaki-style fire kang that he severely destroyed not long ago.
This fire-kang was made of stone, and after being knocked down, the stones were scattered all over the floor.
The bark, which was walking slowly and silently, came to the pile of stones. He bent down and hugged a stone with his hands.
The moment his hands touched the stone, his heart beat more fiercely. It was about to pop out of his throat, his legs seemed to be sifting chaff, and the whole person seemed to be drawn away most of the power, and became lost. When I got stronger, I just felt light and light.
The huge stone was still hugged by the bark and left the ground. At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the cave. Someone stood up from the fire. This was a relatively core member of the Blackstone tribe.
"#￥%DER?"
This person who seemed a little sleepy saw the bark beside the pile of rocks and was taken aback, and then asked.
He meant to ask what the bark was doing.
He was not the only one who was frightened. The bark whose heart was beating like a drum was also frightened, and his body was shocked. He just hugged the stone off the ground and fell back again.
Bark froze in place, and for a while he didn't know what to say or what to do.
There is only one thought in my mind that is lingering back and forth, that is, I am going to die this time!
This is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is that following this person’s vocal questioning, many people who have fallen asleep were awakened. Because of the pain behind, the leader of the Blackstone tribe, who was sleeping very shallowly, was even more so. Sit up directly.
"#￥5DY......"
Under such circumstances, the stiff sound of the bark sounded. He meant that he wanted to relieve his hands. This was looking for a smaller stone to wipe his butt.
Having said this, he also picked up a small piece of dirt and and put it in his hand.
No one thought that this person who had been tamed by them really dared to do anything unfavorable to them. After all, in the past, their leaders and them did not lessen the bark.
The awakened leader of the Blackstone tribe, after swearing a few words at the trembling tree bark standing there, he let the tree bark go to relieve his hand, while he himself appeared very difficult to lie down on his side and continued to sleep.
As for the trembling of the bark and the extremely unnatural sound, many of them have noticed, but they didn't care much.
Because Bark made such a big mistake not long ago and was severely beaten by their leader, it is normal for such a thing to happen.
The bark that escaped from the dead, took the stone that saved his life, and was stained with dirt, walked out of the cave, into the ice and snow, and his whole body was shaken even more severely...
Bark came in from outside the cave. After blocking the door, he shook his body and returned to where he slept. He lay down slowly on the rock wall with his hand, lying on the dry grass.
As time went by, the cave fell into silence again, as before.
The bark wanted to get up again, picking up the stone and continuing with the things that hadn't been done before, but after thinking about it for so long, he didn't move.
He recalled the tragic experience and wanted to give himself enough courage.
Thinking about this, the bark's chest quickly rises and falls, but whenever such emotions are brewing to the climax, the sound that the person asked him just now suddenly appears in his mind, and it finally bulges him. All his courage was vented.
Wait a minute...
Now I have wounds on my body, and the people in the tribe may not all fall asleep. If I act again at this time, I may not be able to kill this cruel guy...
Bark, who tried several times and never stood up again, said to himself.
After this thought came up, his beating heart slowly calmed down, and the whole person suddenly became relaxed, lying there and soon fell asleep...
Time passed away quietly in busy days, some things were taken away and some things were left behind.
Before I knew it, Qingque's ten years had already come to an end.
Amidst the white snow and the bitter wind, as the new year approaches a day, everyone in the Qingque tribe seems to have a fire burning continuously, burning more and more.
After generations of captives, wild boars that became lazier and lazier were pushed down to the ground, and their hooves were firmly with ropes and put on sticks and carried out of the pigpen.
Placed on the side of a table about one meter, the pig's head and neck are beyond the scope of the table, and several people firmly hold down the struggling wild boar.
It may be that he felt that he was about to fall to death, the wild boar was calling desperately, and his voice was extremely stern.
However, no matter how stern and harsh, he can't escape the fate of being killed and eating meat.
With a scream to the extreme, the copper knife stained with some blood was pulled out from the pig's neck, and the blood with some bubbles shot into the pottery below.
The second brother looked at him and added his lips. After fresh pig blood was added with water and some salt was mixed to solidify, the blood tofu made was the most delicious.
Put it on a flat copper pot, add some mutton oil and fry it carefully, and add some garlic juice to make it tasteless!
Chickens, ducks and geese have all suffered. Many of them have been slaughtered. After being peeled or scalded with boiling water, they have become food for everyone during the New Year.
At the door of the kitchen, pressing the tofu box was opened, revealing white, tender and square tofu.
The witch, who had lost another tooth, took a slender copper knife and cut off a piece of steaming tofu. He ate it with garlic juice in his hand, and his comfortable eyes narrowed...
In the waiting full of expectation and joy, the pace of the New Year is approaching day by day.
All expectations and preparations were thoroughly displayed at the New Year's Eve dinner.
The aroma of wine, meat, milk, vegetables... all kinds of aromas are mixed together. Many daily meals are placed together, which is enough to make people expect infinitely. Seeing that there is a kind that makes the population prosperous. The urge to flow.
The fruit wine filled the bowls in front of everyone, and everyone stood up with their bowls under the sign of Han Cheng. After celebrating with a toast, everyone raised their necks and drank one.
"New Year's Eve dinner begins!"
Following Han Cheng's order, everyone who had drunk together picked up their chopsticks and picked up the mouth-watering food in front of them.
The dining hall, which was originally very jubilant, suddenly fell into a kind of silence after Han Cheng announced that it was open.
This is because everyone just cares about delivering food to their mouths, not talking.
Han Cheng, who was sitting with Wu in his hands, picked up a chopstick fish and sent it to the entrance, chewing carefully, watching the spectacular scene where hundreds of people were eating together, a smile appeared on his face, and his heart was full of emotion.
At this time, he found the feeling of the New Year when he was a child.
This feeling can be called the taste of the year.
In the future generations, I don't know when, I don't have that expectation for Han's achievements during the New Year.
It may be because I have grown up, or because my living standards have improved. There is no difference between what I eat on weekdays and during Chinese New Year.
It can also be returned to the Zhuangzi during the New Year, and there are wine table poker courts everywhere.
They smoked dozens of cigarettes. When it comes to salary, no one is less than 10,000 a month, and one can make more money than one.
Or maybe it's a bunch of relatives who are becoming more and more formalized...
These many things are mixed together, causing the flavor of the year in my memory, and the flavor of the year that I want to become less and less, or even none at all.
Expectations for the year have become even lower.
However, this kind of things that Han Cheng couldn't feel more and more in later generations, and was regretful, Han Cheng found it once again in the Qingque tribe today.
Perhaps this is also living in a relatively backward place, or the benefit of the times...
The Qingque tribe’s New Year’s Eve dinner is eaten in the afternoon, and after the sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner, the sky has basically dimmed.
With the burning of the bonfire and the sound of the leather drum, a more lively New Year's Eve began.
Girls love flowers, and boys love guns. This is true.
The little girls in the Qingque tribe with horn braids, carrying lamps made of ice, ran forward and backward one by one.
The kids in the tribe don’t have much cold about this. What they like to do is to throw a piece of bamboo into the burning bonfire, then cover their ears and turn to their side, full of excitement. Looking at the burning fire with some fear, looking forward to the sound of the firecrackers exploding, and the sparks that exploded...
Under the ice and snow, the rest of the tribe was hiding in the cave and shivering, looking forward to the cold day and leaving at night, but the Qingque tribe was a jubilant ocean here.
If someone can overlook the night sky, they will find that on this night, on this piece of land, there are two places shining with fire. These two places are the Qingquezhu tribe and the Tongshan residential area.
Maybe in a few more years, there will be more nights and lights like this, and eventually the land will be covered with dots, just like the stars in the sky.
Although this process may be relatively slow, you may encounter some setbacks and difficulties on the way, but no matter what, a single spark will always develop into a prairie fire...
Happy days always go by very quickly, and years have passed in a blink of an eye.
It is the past, but in another sense, there is no past, because it stays in people's hearts.
The old primitive man in a new suit was leaning against a wall and was in a daze. In the past two days, all the things that happened during the Chinese New Year have been tossing back and forth in his mind.
Every time I think about it, my heart will be shocked again.
In a year, he once again refreshed the old primitive man's cognition of the Qingque tribe, refreshed his cognition of a happy life, and made him feel like he was in the clouds.
Not only him, but all the people in the Wind Tribe and the Neighbor Wind Tribe felt the same way.
This year, they have satisfied and greatly surpassed all their illusions about a happy life, letting them know that there is such a life...
After the shock over and over again, doubts arose in the old primitive man.
He couldn't understand why they were all tribes, why they could live so well in the Qingque tribe, possessing and enjoying so many things.
The old primitive man expressed his doubts, the leader of the Linfeng tribe and the rest of the two tribes, after listening to the doubts of the old primitive people, they all became puzzled. Doubts, they also feel puzzled.
"Because of the Son of God! It is because our tribe has Son of God, and these are brought by the Son of God!"
After hearing their doubts, the elders of the Qingque tribe gave the answers loudly without thinking about them.
At the same time, he secretly despised the old primitive people. What is worth asking about such a simple thing?
Yes, it is indeed because of the Son of God. The tribe they used to live in did not have the Son of God, so they lived in a very difficult life, as if they had been living in the dark and cold night, unable to find a way out and see no way out.
Now that they came to the kind-hearted Qingque tribe and met the wise son, they finally felt the light and found their way.
These feelings of the old primitive people were known by the stone who had always been closer to them, and the stone recorded them.
After being passed on from generation to generation, this passage was summarized by later generations-God does not give birth to God, and eternal life is like a long night!
Han Cheng passed from here, heard the conversation between them, and while he was delighted that he could have such a high position in the hearts of the tribe, he also slowly shook his head.
"There are so many things in the tribe, and it can surpass many tribes. Part of the reason is because of me, but more, it is another thing!"
Han Cheng gathered the people in the tribe and said loudly to them.
As soon as Han Cheng's words were spoken, the people in the tribe became confused.
How is this possible? !
The tribe changed only after the arrival of the Son of God.
It is because of the leadership of the son of God that his tribe can, at an astonishing speed, become what it is now enviable and astonishing.
This is something that I and others have seen and experienced personally. Why did the Son of God say at this time that he only occupies a part of it, and there are some more important reasons?
What is the reason that is more important than the son of God? Everyone was puzzled.
They racked their brains to think and think, but they couldn't think of a reasonable answer.
Because, in their cognition, the Son of God is the most important and wisest!
"This kind of thing is labor!
Through labor, we can have so much food!
Through labor, we can live in spacious and bright houses!
Through labor, we can get what we want one by one!
Through labor, we can live the way we are today! Can live better! "
Han Cheng smiled and said to everyone.
As soon as these words were spoken, the people who were still puzzled by this answer gradually showed their enlightenment.
Recall carefully, all these things in the tribe are indeed obtained through labor.
Without labor, none of the things needed and possessed by the tribe will appear out of thin air.
"It's because of labor, but more because of the Son of God!"
When everyone was talking about the labor that Han Cheng said, and there was a high degree of approval, there were voices of opposition.
The voice looked a little old, and the one who spoke was the witch who had never spoken to the side.
"We are not afraid of hardship or work. We have been working before the son of God came over. In order to feed the people of the tribe, many of us are trying to find food.
Sometimes, when it rains and the weather is cold, I insist on going out to find food.
At that time, the hard work was not less than it is now, but there are still many people who can’t get enough to eat.
The year when the son of God came, the orchard in the tribe was robbed by the evil Teng Snake tribe. During the winter, our tribe did not store enough food. If it weren’t for the son of God to take us to break the ice and get out of it. Find the fish, and many people in our tribe will starve to death that year! "
The witch, who had lost a lot of teeth, leaned on a crutches brushed with tung oil in his hand, and spoke loudly to the crowd. His voice was full of remembrance and excitement. Afterwards, tears even slipped from the corners of his eyes.
With these words, the place that was originally noisy suddenly became quiet.
The first group of people in the Qingque tribe were all evoked by the shaman's words.
Yes, they didn't have a very good time at that time.
Those who later joined the Qingque tribe, such as the former Huangguo tribe, the semi-agricultural tribe, and the Feng tribe and the neighboring wind tribe, only after listening to the witch’s words did they know that they are now so powerful and rich. The Qingque tribe, in the original time, actually had such a difficult time.
It turned out that they had also been brutally harmed by the evil Teng Snake Tribe.
"It was the Son of God who took us to get enough fish, the Son of God taught us how to make pottery, the Son of God took us to make salt, and the Son of God taught us how to farm land and how to build house walls...
Only after the son of God taught us these things, we can make the tribe better through labor, and build the tribe to what it is today!
If there is no son of God, no matter how hard we work and how hard we work, we cannot get these things out of the tribe, and it is impossible to make the tribe such a wealthy one! "
Wu said loudly to the crowd, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became. After that, his voice became a little hoarse.
The place that was already quiet became quieter as Wu said these words.
The only difference is that everyone's emotions were mobilized by Wu Ji, watching Han Cheng's chest rise and fall sharply.
The things in the eyes make people feel deeply moved by looking at them.
"The Son of God!"
Wu turned around and shouted respectfully at Han Cheng's respectful salute.
"The Son of God!"
The others also learned to behave like a witch, saluting Han Cheng, and shouting respectfully, and the feelings contained in them were deeper than in the past when offering sacrifices.
They don't know how to express the emotions in their hearts, all they can do is respectfully salute, and then call a son of God.
Han Cheng stood here, listening to what Wu said, watching the scene in front of him, his mood fluctuated, and his chest seemed to be completely filled with something.
It was about to flow out through the eyes.
Faced with such a group of simple and grateful people, what is there to be unsatisfied? What if you live in a primitive society?
Han Cheng wanted to promote that labor is the fundamental source of wealth creation. After Wu's words, the taste changed unconsciously, but everyone still gained a lot from it, including Han Cheng.
Afterwards, Han Cheng carefully recalled the main story of the incident and found that he had neglected another thing, or a single sentence, when he was preaching to the people in the tribe that labor was the source of wealth creation.
This sentence is that technology is the primary productive force.
What Wu has demonstrated through the various changes in the Qingque tribe and told everyone is that technology is the primary productive force.
Because Han Cheng, who came from later generations, knew a lot of things beyond the level of this era.
From this perspective, Han Cheng can be understood as a complex of many technologies.
Think about it carefully, it is indeed like this.
It seems that after a while, I have found an opportunity. I need to popularize this knowledge with the people in the tribe, and gradually change the ideology of the people in the tribe.
When you are working, you can’t blindly work hard, you need to find and solve problems on the way to work, and find better and more convenient tools or methods...
"One house, two houses,
Green tiles, white walls.
Wide doors, big windows.
Three houses, four houses
Flowers and fruits in front of the house are scented, and trees are in rows behind the house.
Which house is the most beautiful? Count our university halls! "
The eleventh year of Qingque has arrived, but spring has not arrived as promised, but the Qingque tribe covered in snow has already gained a little more vitality.
On the cleared ground, with some warm sunshine, women with braids of different thicknesses are sitting here in twos and threes, with small dustpans holding needles and brains at their feet, and their hands are constantly moving. , Through their hands, a piece of clothing, or something like shoes gradually took shape.
The ungirl primitive people who joined the Qingque tribe and the neighboring wind tribe a year ago also followed by learning to do these things.
Those who have not been in contact with these things before, look very rusty when they do it, and sometimes people get needles in their hands.
Whenever something like this happened, some experienced Qingque tribe elders stopped their work.
Instead of blaming them, they asked them with concern, and talked about some of the difficulties they encountered in learning these things, and then patiently demonstrated them, and even taught them hand in hand...
More people are restoring farm tools, waiting for the ice and snow to melt, so that they can start spring ploughing and spring planting as soon as possible.
For the magnificent scene described by the son that there are many grain cellars in the tribe~EbookFREE.me~the magnificent scene which is enough for the tribe to eat for three years, the people in the tribe are all excited about it and want to pass their hard work and others Labor, make it happen.
This is the advantage of ideological education, which can mobilize people's enthusiasm to the greatest extent, so that people in the tribe can do their best.
The most pleasing to the eye is the neat sound of reading from the big blue brick house.
As the next witch of the Qingque tribe, the stone stands in front of the black-gray slate, and with a thin stick, points to the neat rows of chalk written on the slate. The children sitting upright in the classroom They opened their mouths as the stone pointed and read in unison.
The childish and neat sound of reading is floating in the Qingque tribe. Whenever such a sound sounds, the people doing things in the tribe will subconsciously slow down their movements and try to minimize the movement. …
When the Qingque tribe began to rejuvenate and prepare for the arrival of spring, the bark, which had basically healed from the wounds on his body, also moved again...