"Young man, come in and sit down!" the woman greeted again.
Zhang Heng came forward with a plate, but did not enter the house. In the village, even if he visited during the day, he usually did not enter other people's rooms. Moreover, it was still night, so he said: "No, my mother is still waiting for me to go back for dinner, Aunt Chen
This is a freshly steamed cake, it’s still hot.”
"Thank you, thank you." The woman quickly turned around and called: "Eldest sister, second sister, please thank uncle."
"Thank you, uncle." The two little guys in the room shouted sweetly.
Zhang Heng felt happy. He didn't expect to be upgraded to the uncle level so quickly. "Aunt Chen, I'll go back first!"
"Okay, young man, I don't know what to call you yet. When you have free time, you can come to your aunt's house to play." The woman said enthusiastically.
Zhang Heng replied: "My name is Zhang Heng. Well, I'll come over and play with my eldest and second sisters when I'm free."
After chatting for a while, Zhang Heng went back. When he went out, he glanced around and saw an old tricycle in the corner of the yard, as well as some bottles and cans in snakeskin bags...
After returning home, I found that my sister had already eaten five leaf cakes, and she didn't even take two bites of the last meal. Zhang Heng ate the thigh meat, which also confirmed his psychological guess. His mother and sister did not feel the same after eating the thigh meat.
The reaction is just that it tastes delicious. The body probably can't digest the essence in the thigh meat at all, and basically all of it is lost. At most, it only absorbs a very small amount, and you can't even notice it.
But Zhang Heng was different. As soon as he ate the meat, his body felt faintly like at noon, and his blood surged. Fortunately, it wasn't too strong, so he could hold it back for the time being.
After dinner, fortunately, his mother and sister went back to the house to sleep. Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and on the pretext of going out to buy some pens and paper to review his homework, he ran out of the yard and looked for a remote farmland.
He punched out and was sweating profusely before returning home.
After taking a shower, I felt that although my body was a little tired, I was in good spirits and a little stronger. I couldn't help but smile. After lying on the bed, I pulled the quilt to cover myself, because I would be in the space tonight.
It would be a tragedy if you catch a cold in real life.
After staring at the ring face for a few seconds, my eyelids started to tremble, and I fell asleep after a while. My arms naturally dropped to the bed, and the ring face disappeared in a flash!
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"King, king, ah~~~"
Fortunately, it was daytime in the space, and it happened to be early morning. Everyone was in the cave. It was so hot. Zhang Heng quickly took off the tiger skin on his body, revealing the big tree leaves covering his buttocks.
But it is already a little yellow, so I planned to cut a piece of leather to surround the key parts.
Unexpectedly, Mei came over with an animal skin at this moment, "Wang, skin, Mei!"
Zhang Heng was immediately moved. Apart from his family, Mei loved him the most. However, Mei's appearance did not meet his aesthetic standards, and he did not dare to have any unreasonable thoughts.
Seeing that Mei wanted to wear animal skins for him again like last time, Zhang Heng quickly took it. This time was different. He had to worry about not protecting his key parts. If Mei's instinct suddenly broke out, would he give in or give in?
"King, spring, spring." Cuckoo beat his chest and howled.
Zhang Heng put on the animal skins and took a closer look at everyone in the cave. Whether it was an illusion or not, he discovered that everyone seemed to have grown a little taller and looked more majestic after a long winter.
"Doubtful? What is this?" Zhang Heng took a slate handed over by Cugu and saw some scrawled marks on it. When he took a closer look, he was shocked. The pattern on it was actually the spring and summer he painted last time.
Qiu Dong, it was just that the imitation was not very standard, so he didn't recognize it at first.
Could it be that this is the instinct of primitive people to "create characters"? I wonder if other primitive tribes in space have writing. When did oracle bone inscriptions appear? Zhang Heng shook his head. The dismal historical results can't be recalled. However,
It's not important, so don't think about it too much.
"Wang, Xia!" The child Xia crawled over at this time. Even after a winter, he still couldn't walk and could only crawl around in the cave. The same was true for the other six children, but Zhang Heng was a little worried.
Is it because of malnutrition, or because adults like Mei and Cugu don’t know how to teach children to walk? Maybe we should consider buying some baby walkers in reality.
Thinking of this, he touched Xia's messy hair and said with a smile: "Xia, you have to learn to stand up quickly. The king will take you out and go outside!"
"Wang, Wai~~mu!" Xia said with a silly smile, but she didn't know what he was talking about.
Zhang Heng smiled, took Xia's rough little hand, and tried to teach Xia to walk, but failed in the end. Xia's leg bones seemed not to be fully developed, and she was still unsteady. It seemed that she really needed to consider a baby walker.
Yes, although it is expensive, the tradition in the village is to never forget the well digger. Since he has received huge benefits in the primitive space, he naturally has to think of rewards and cannot be too stingy.
However, the development balance in space cannot be destroyed, because the wheels of history will turn on their own, without the need for human power to pull them, and they cannot be stopped!
"Cuckoo, how is Ba of the Spring Tribe, Ba!" Zhang Heng asked aloud.
"Ba, Spring Tribe!" Cuckoo pointed outside the cave.
Zhang Heng roughly understood the meaning. He planned to spend the entire spring in the space. He was not in a hurry to go out at this time and began to take stock of the situation in the cave.
I saw that the knives he brought in were arranged on the stone platform, and there were more animal skins. There were still ten pieces of salt that were unopened. The scissors were placed next to the animal skins. Several of the animal skins were obviously damaged.
There are traces of cutting, but the cutting is not standard and a lot of material is wasted, which is really a pity.
The eight men, including the women, all held a steel rod in their hands, rubbing it until it was shiny, and even wrapping it with some rattan and animal skins. The book said that the biggest difference between humans and animals is their ability to use labor tools. It seems that
The intelligence of primitive people is actually very high.
As for the axes, Zhang Heng was a little surprised. They were piled in the corner and not used. It became clear in an instant that the big axes he bought didn't have handles. He had to drive the handles and sticks into them by himself. This difficulty was slightly higher for primitive people.
To get it right, the wooden stick needs to be whittled to a suitable size, which is completely different from a crudely made stone axe.
There is a big beast in the corner of the cave, with only two thighs chopped off. The weather has become warmer in spring, and meat can no longer be stored in the snow. I am afraid that the life will return to the previous summer routine.
"King!" Mei came over and handed him two big fruits.
Zhang Heng took it and looked at it. It should have been stored in the winter. The moisture was greatly lost. Seeing that Cugu and the others had no intention of grilling meat at all, he guessed that primitive people did not have the habit of eating three meals. He also thought about it.
If he only eats one meal, then he is not a tragedy. How can he endure the whole spring?
Shaking his head, he was not hungry now. He put the big fruit on the stone platform and immediately called: "Come on, Cuckoo, let's go outside and have a look together."
He planned to learn fighting skills, so naturally he had to go outside. It would be best to follow Cuckoo to see how primitive people hunted.
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