I am a Primitive Man

In autumn, Tongshan residential area.

The stone wall was finally completed, and six stoves not too far apart stood silently.

On the steps in the center of the courtyard, there are tall poles erected, and the green bird flag, which looks extremely high against the courtyard wall, slowly flutters in the autumn sun, like clouds spreading on the blue sky.

From a distance, there was a sound with intervals, with rhythm and some etherealness.

It was not too far away from the Tongshan residential area, and two water mortars were beating the stone mortar tirelessly one after another.

When the wind blew, some yellow leaves were swaying down from the tree. Junior Sha, who had built a stone, looked at the yellow leaves that were falling, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Autumn is here, the tribe should have eaten the sumptuous feast by this time, right?

The crops in the field were also harvested one by one at this time, and stored in the warehouse, right? ...

After leaving the tribe for so many days in a flash, Junior Brother Sha, who has been involved in the autumn harvest all these years, couldn't help but start to miss the tribe.

He is not the only one who has such emotions. Many people here have similar emotions.

"Build a house! Open the ground when the house is built!"

After looking at the direction of the Qingque tribe for a while, Junior Brother Sha raised his voice and said.

After reclaiming the land, they can also grow food here.

You can also eat a sickle feast here and have an autumn harvest. Although it is not as large as the tribe, there is no big tribe.

After Junior Sha's words fell silent, the speed of everyone could not help speeding up a lot.

Meng bent over, picked up two stones and put them in the basket.

Two small stones were put away for a while.

After placing the stone, he didn't immediately carry the load and walked inside the wall, but took the hook and fiddled with the rope on the hook here, as if he were repairing the hook.

After doing this for a while, he began to carry the burden and walked into the courtyard.

The road is not fast, a bit slow.

He has transported the stone once, and the rest have already transported it twice.

In fact, Meng wanted to destroy the tools in his hand, because it was because of these tools that he needed to work every day.

But he didn't dare, because the people who stayed here had surprisingly sharp weapons, and they also shot long bows and arrows.

He still clearly remembers the scene of the witch in the tribe being killed.

He worried that he would be severely punished if he destroyed such a tool.

Meng doesn't like the current life. Although he can eat every day and don't have to worry about getting hungry, the daily labors make him extremely uncomfortable.

Under the heavy labor, he began to miss the life of hunting before.

At that time, although I sometimes couldn't eat enough, my life was relatively easy and I didn't need to be as tired as I am now.

This kind of nostalgia has already occurred in the Qingque tribe.

After seeing Long Legs, a person who was very close to him, he was lucky enough to become a citizen of the tribe, and was responsible for managing himself and others, but he was still a slave. He gradually came into being like this Thoughts, began to miss the past life.

You know, in the past tribe, the position of long legs is not as high as him.

But he didn't dare to show anything when he was in the big tribe.

One is because there are too many people in the big tribe, and the other is because after they came to the Qingque tribe, they worked in the fields around the tribe. They have not been to farther places, so I don't know what is going on around them.

Thirdly, there is the son of God in the tribe.

The son of God didn't look strong, and he was kind to others. He smiled a lot of times, but I don't know why, Meng feared the son of God in his heart.

It's much more fearful than someone who always likes to hold a bow and arrow and can shoot things from a long distance.

But now it is different, now he is far from the big tribe.

There is no such a daunting son of God here.

Here, the number of citizens is not much larger than that of their slaves.

Here, there are caves that he is familiar with and have lived in for many years.

He was very familiar with many places around the cave.

If he chooses to escape at this time, he thinks it is a very good choice.

Even after escaping, he had already figured out where he would live. He knew the location of two empty caves that had been shot down by their tribe.

After escaping, living in such a place is a good choice.

Moreover, autumn has arrived, and many fruits are already ripe. He doesn't have to worry about food on the way to escape.

Meng was thinking about this that would make him unconsciously hit with a chill.

He cast his gaze on several people not far away who were also carrying stones.

These people are slaves just like him.

People always habitually stand in their own position to look at others. Meng, a primitive man, does the same~www.wuxiahere.com~ He doesn’t like this kind of heavy labor. He also feels that these fellow slaves and him I don't like this kind of work.

Meng was ready to tell these people about her thoughts quietly, and then took these people from a tribe to flee together, leave this tribe, and leave these heavy labors.

He felt that these people would happily follow him to flee here after hearing the news.

They actually had this idea a long time ago, but just like him, they have never dared to tell others.

Pulling these people together is something that must be done, because if he doesn't do this, it is really unreliable for him to live outside alone.

Even after escaping, Meng had already thought about her life.

He had firmly remembered the shape of the bow and arrow in the tribe. He had made one in the dark, but it was soon destroyed by him.

With this terrible weapon, he felt that after they went out, they would have a very good life.

In addition to hunting will become easier, they can also use bows and arrows to attack the rest of the tribe, so that they will not be hungry, and eat meat.

This is actually what Meng is extremely puzzled by.

This tribe obviously has a large population and obviously has very powerful weapons, but they just don't plunder other tribes to obtain food, but they have to obtain food through such tiring labor...

Time flies quickly, and it's already night.

After a day of heavy labor, everyone felt very tired, but looking at the houses gradually taking shape through their labor, there will be a kind of pride in their hearts.

When many people were falling asleep, Meng stretched out her hand and woke up her sleeping companion...

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