I am a Primitive Man

Compared with the previous few days, the weather has become warmer and more and more like the witch of the landlord’s old wealth. After licking the rabbits for a while, he took off the thick fur on the outermost layer and put his hands behind him. Leisurely out of the courtyard gate of the tribe.

Because there are people inside and outside the tribe, there is no need to arrange dedicated personnel to follow him.

He wandered all the way to the ground not far away, squatted on the ground and pulled the grass for a while.

After standing up, I looked at the people who were digging the farmland in the distance for a while, then carried the plucked grass all the way to the edge of the fertilizer pit with his hands behind his back, and threw the grass into it.

Seeing that there is not enough fat in the pit, he shook his head involuntarily, looking a little worried.

After worrying about the fertilizer for a while, Wu went on a stroll and came to the line of wooden sticks outside the wall ditch.

Compared with other places, the grass here grows more luxuriantly, because there is no one walking here in the wooden stick formation, and even Fujiang generally don't come here.

Wu crouched on the edge of the wooden sticks and pulled the weeds. After pulling for a while, he held a wooden stick in front of him and shook it back and forth, feeling that it was not very strong.

With more force and a click, this wooden stick, which served as the most outer defense of the Blue Sparrow Tribe, broke cleanly...

Fortunately, Wu often jumped the great gods and developed a good kung fu, and he held the ground with his hands in time. Otherwise, if it is placed on other people of the same age, he will not be able to break the splits.

Wu's attention was obviously not on the fact that he almost fell. He didn't care about the half of the stick in his hand and the half left on the ground.

After watching this for a while, he stretched out his hand to pull the other one on the side.

The result was broken again by him.

The thorns placed in the stick formation have also gone bad.

This unexpected discovery made Wu very anxious, even more anxious than seeing that there was not enough fat in the fatting pond.

This stick formation was the first defense of their tribe, and it has become like this now. How can this be able to defend against the enemy? !

"The Son of God!"

Han Cheng, who was near the brick kiln, looked at the pit that had become deeper because of the construction of the toilet, and turned his head when he heard the witch's shout.

Witch's arms were holding a few decayed wooden sticks, appearing rushing.

what happened?

Who offended this big guy?

Han Cheng felt a little dazed after seeing Wu.

"Witch, what's the matter?"

"God, this..."

After Wu came over, he went straight to the subject...

Han Cheng squatted on the ground, looking at the gaped tree stick formation in front of him, feeling a little sad and grateful.

I have been busy with other things, but forgot about the tree-stick formation.

Fortunately, I was discovered by Wu Ji today. Otherwise, I don't know the defense of the tribe, and a high-risk loophole has appeared.

The sad thing is that even if it is renovated, this wooden stick array will not take many years, and it will need to be renovated again.

According to the current situation, it is best to renovate once a year, not more than two years at most, otherwise the defense with wooden sticks will be greatly reduced.

This is also a cumbersome job, not to mention the rest, just get a lot of wooden sticks of appropriate thickness, and then sharpen both ends, which is uncomfortable enough.

However, it has to be done.

The role of the wooden stick array on the tribe is self-evident. With its double-layer protection with the wall ditch, the defense line of the Qingque tribe will become extremely strong.

You can concentrate your hands on one face to strike a powerful blow at the enemy.

Before the Bone Tribe came to attack the Blue Sparrow Tribe, if it weren’t for the existence of the tree-stick formation and the wall ditch, and the existence of Senior Brother, Junior Sha, Shang and others, the Second Senior Brother wanted to easily defeat the invading enemy. It's not easy.

After all, the wall of the Qingque tribe is too long, and there are too many places to defend.

No way, Han Cheng had to once again stop the pigsty that had just started, and drew his hands here.

Pull out all the wooden sticks that have been decayed and transport them back to the tribe to burn them.

Rebuild a new wooden stick to build a defense system.

This is a major event related to the safety of the tribe. Naturally, no one dared to neglect it. Seven days later, the new tree stick formation was built, wider than the previous one, the tree sticks denser, and thorns inside.

Looking at the reconstructed tree-stick formation, Wu smiled.

He smiled Han Cheng but didn't mean much to be happy.

He has been entangled in how to build the tree-stick formation once and for all, and renovate every year without such trouble.

It wasn't that he had no ideas, but he denied it.

For example, at the position of the tree stick formation, a not too high wall was built.

Used to block the steps of the offender.

Although this idea is good, it is not very useful.

On the one hand, the project is huge, and on the other hand, the effect is far less than that of a tree-stick array.

This kind of entanglement didn't end until Han Cheng led the people to pruning the branches and leaves in the orchard again.

Last year's pruning resulted in a great harvest of fruits in the orchard. The people in the tribe were full of praise for such things as canned fruit, fruit wine, and fruit vinegar.

So when we started pruning fruit trees last year, no one was skeptical.

But this year's pruning is different from previous years. Most of the pruning this year are small branches, with few large branches.

The reason that reminded Han Cheng of how to solve the problem of the tree-stick formation was the orange-like trees growing on the edge of the orchard.

These trees are not tall enough, and they have thorns on them, so they get stuck if they don't get it right.

And it's extremely strong.

The gardener Bugs Bunny that Han Cheng intends to cultivate is about to start his career, knowing that he needs a variety of fruit trees.

He pointed to these trees and told Han Cheng his thoughts. He wanted to shave off the roots of these trees and plant new fruit saplings in the vacant land.

The fruit that this kind of orange-like tree produces is too touching.

Not only is it small ~www.wuxiahere.com~, it is also bitter and astringent, extremely unpalatable. I picked it back to the tribe and fed the wild boar, but the wild boar didn't eat it...

While Bugs Bunny kept telling Han Cheng how bad the tree is, Han Cheng smiled on his face and said to Bugs Bunny, "Get all the seeds of this fruit, and go to the nursery..."

Because this kind of trees mixed in the orchard produced extremely unpalatable fruits, the people of the Qingque tribe didn't pick them much at all last year.

At this time there are still many semi-dried fruits on the ground and on the trees.

Bugs Bunny figured out the meaning of Han Cheng's words, for a while, he was a little stunned.

The son of God did not understand what he meant?

This kind of tree doesn't need to be shaved off. Why should we go to the nursery to increase the planting area?

Could it be said that the son of God has come up with any good way to make this unpalatable fruit delicious?

Thinking of delicious food, the saliva in Bugs Bunny's mouth increases...