The cold wind blew across the earth, taking away vitality and warmth, leaving only death and coldness.

"@#@#SSDD!"

In such weather, a series of loud shouts were heard.

A man with disheveled hair, waving weapons in his hands, led the other people with disheveled hair, waving weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the other people.

This state and behavior look like crazy!

In the cold wind and loud shouts, people from both sides soon came into contact with each other.

The rusty stone pierced into the body, causing blood to spurt out.

The temperature in the blood was quickly taken away by the cold wind, making it as cold as a stone piercing into the body.

Amidst the splatter of blood, someone stumbled to the ground, his life quickly lost in his wide-open eyes.

With lifeless eyes, he stared blankly at the gloomy, empty sky...

As night falls, the bonfire is burning and the aroma of barbecue fills the night with the wind.

The flickering firelight illuminated every face.

There is little flesh on the face and it lacks redness.

It was the warm and rosy firelight reflected on them that added some brilliance to these faces.

Everyone gathered here and no one spoke.

Everyone was wolfing down the food with great greed.

The leader of the Sharp Tooth Tribe and some other stronger people in the tribe held the roasted meat and tore it into pieces.

After eating a few mouthfuls, I would drink two more mouthfuls of the broth...

Only the leader of the Sharp Tooth Tribe and the strong men in the tribe can enjoy barbecue, a hunger-reducing food.

The rest of the people could only drink the broth cooked in clay pots and other things.

In order to make the broth more filling, a lot of dug grass roots were put into the pottery jar.

Although there is not much thick broth and it is far less filling than barbecue, it is already a rare delicacy for these people.

Therefore, everyone ate very greedily, and some even had sweat on their foreheads...

The sun, not very hot, rose from the southeast. The people of the Sharp Tooth tribe, having eaten their food once again, set out from their original place and walked in one direction.

After they left, the ground was left with burnt ashes and some gnawed bones.

These bones are no longer complete.

They were smashed into pieces by stones, and the bone marrow inside them had disappeared.

Although these bones are not complete, one can still see the shadows of certain things from their remaining outlines.

The sunlight shone down and fell on the broken bones, revealing some glaring white...

The disheveled leader of the Sharp Fang tribe, holding a weapon in his hand, led the people of the tribe and walked forward.

While walking, he kept looking around.

This is about finding something to fill your stomach.

These things can be meat or not. As long as they can satisfy hunger after eating, the leader of the Sharp Tooth Tribe wants them and will not refuse them.

During this search, he was also hoping to meet some people.

Because this means that the people in their tribe will get a lot of food!

He was not the only one who thought and had such a wish. The people in his tribe who followed him also had the same idea.

In the past, the people of the Sharp Tooth Tribe were very kind and felt uneasy about robbing other tribes.

Before robbing the Youchao tribe, they thought of taking only a portion of the food, leaving enough food for the Youchao tribe to fill their stomachs, so as to prevent the people of the Youchao tribe from falling into a survival crisis due to lack of food.

However, as the cruel reality imposes cruel things on them bit by bit, such kindness in their hearts is rapidly fading away and finally disappears without a trace.

When their stomachs and lives are under serious threat, when they think of the robbery, they no longer feel ashamed or reluctant, but only worry about losing less things.

What they target for looting and can be used as food is not just food, but also those who own food!

The cold wind kept blowing, blowing the messy hair of the leader of the Sharp Fang tribe.

He led the people in the tribe and walked forward. His eyes, hidden behind his messy hair, showed no emotion. It was as if he had become like the wind and everything in it, cold and without any warmth...

Time keeps passing, slowly yet so fast that it catches one off guard.

The Qingque main tribe is already covered with heavy snow.

Children love rainy days the most. They play in the puddles under the rain and with their feet. They can never get enough of this kind of fun.

Similarly, the people who love snow the most are children.

The joyful children in the snow look like lambs that have just been released from the sheepfold. There is no end to their joy!

In the room with paper pasted on the windows, the kang had already been heated and was very warm.

The snow on the roof was melted by the temperature inside the room through the tiles and turned into water, dripping down drop by drop.

Inside the room, Sister Bai Xue was holding a small baby in her arms and patting it gently with her hands.

A tiny baby was sleeping in the cradle.

From the baby's eyes and eyebrows, we can see some shadows of Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei.

This is Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei's third child.

Because Han Cheng was not around, this little guy, who was less than three months old, did not have a name yet.

Sister Bai Xue called him "Wadan, Wadan".

I learned to call him that from my brother Cheng who lived far away in Jinguan City in the south.

In the past, Brother Cheng would often call little children without names like this.

Sister Bai Xue would not name the child. She would wait until Brother Cheng returned from Jinguan City in the south and let him name the child.

Brother Cheng is so smart, he will definitely be able to give his child a very nice name!

Listening to the children's laughter outside, thinking about these things in her heart, Bai Xuemei couldn't help but think of her brother Cheng who was far away in the south and had not returned...

After a while, she gently placed the sleeping child on the warm kang, then tiptoed to a corner of the room, sat on a small wooden stool wrapped in linen, and began to weave the cloth...

The weather here in Jinguan City has become colder. Although there is no snow or ice, the temperature has dropped significantly compared to before.

As the temperature dropped, Jinguan City not only did not become desolate, but on the contrary became more and more lively.

Whether they were busy or not, everyone had a smile on their face, as if something was brewing.

Everyone is looking forward to its arrival.

What everyone is looking forward to is the New Year!

Today, the New Year, which was directly transplanted from later generations by Han Cheng, has become more and more popular.

It has become the most important and most anticipated day for the Qingque tribe.

Han Cheng’s invisible influence is one aspect, but the most important aspect is that during the Chinese New Year, there are enough delicious food and fun things to do, and you can also take a good rest without having to work!

There are delicious food and fun things to do, and you can also enjoy not working without feeling guilty. How can such a festival not be loved by people?

Of course, such festivals have their limits.

It's okay to relax for a few days in a year and make people feel relaxed, but if you go on like this for a long time, it won't work.

It makes people feel uncertain, empty and uncomfortable...

Well, even the Chinese New Year can’t be celebrated for too long.

The aroma of the food is constantly spreading, stirring people's hearts.

The cold weather doesn't seem to be cold anymore, and the air is filled with intoxicating warmth.

The adults were busy inside and outside, preparing for the upcoming New Year’s Eve dinner.

Although children don’t have much to do, they are no less idle than adults. In fact, they are busier than many adults.

Running back and forth in the tribe constantly.

They looked here and there, then gathered together and chatted for a while, exuding a sense of joy from head to toe...

Han Cheng stood up with the wine bowl in his hand. Seeing this, the other people in the tribe also stood up with wine bowls in their hands. They turned their heads to look in the direction of Han Cheng, with smiles on their faces.

Although they hadn't drunk any alcohol yet, many people's faces were already red, as if they were drunk.

"Come on, we've worked hard for a year, let's have a drink! We'll eat and drink later, let's celebrate it properly!"

Han Cheng looked at everyone in the tribe and said this loudly with a smile on his face.

Then he extended the hand holding the wine bowl forward, inviting everyone in the tribe to clink glasses with him.

Seeing this, the people in the tribe raised their wine bowls forward and clinked glasses with Han Cheng in the air.

Then, led by Han Cheng, they all put the wine bowls to their mouths and started drinking.

“Eat!”

After drinking half of the wine in the bowl, Han Cheng put down the bowl, sat down, and said this to everyone in the tribe.

Then he picked up the chopsticks in front of him, picked up a piece of food and put it into his mouth.

When they saw him picking up his chopsticks, the people in the tribe started to pick up their chopsticks.

Among them, the children, who were grinning from drinking the sour yet spicy wine, moved their chopsticks the fastest.

On the one hand, it’s because I’m greedy, and on the other hand, it’s because I can’t stand the taste of alcohol in my mouth and I urgently need to use food to suppress the smell.

Some adults were not so eager to pick up their chopsticks, but instead picked up the wine bowl and took a sip of wine.

He also poured the wine from the bowl of the child around him who didn't like drinking into his own bowl.

Only then did he pick up his chopsticks to eat the dish which seemed particularly sumptuous.

Among them, the braised pork served in a basin is still the most popular among the people in the tribe.

Not long after the meal started, more than half of the braised pork on the rice circles had been eaten up. The speed was so fast that it could be said that it was gone in a whirlwind!

A New Year's Eve dinner that was extremely sumptuous for people of this era made the people of Jinguan City of the Qingque tribe enjoy themselves to their heart's content.

After eating and drinking, night fell.

The bonfire that had been prepared long ago was lit, and the flames illuminated a large area, glowing red.

Amid the occasional sound of firecrackers, the sound of gongs and drums, and laughter, it was truly a joyous and happy time.

Some people also drink a lot during the New Year's Eve.

At such a moment, I didn’t want to go to sleep, so I just joined the crowd and rejoiced together, enjoying this unforgettable time.

The staggering figure was particularly eye-catching among the crowd, and its funny appearance would cause bursts of laughter from time to time.

Hearing this laughter, these drunk people became even more excited, trying their best to make people laugh...

"Unforgettable tonight~Unforgettable tonight!"

"No matter where in the world~"

"The Qingque tribe shares the same embrace~"

"We wish the tribe good ~ good tribe ~"

…

The night gradually deepened. Looking at the cheerful scene in the tribe, and thinking about Wu, Sister Bai Xue, his own children, and the people in the Tongshan residential area and the Qinling division who were far away in the main tribe, Han Cheng felt a lot of emotions surging in his heart.

Recalling his experience of watching the Spring Festival Gala many times, Han Cheng finally couldn't help but sang this song that is familiar to many people in later generations.

However, while singing, he automatically changed some of the lyrics.

Han Cheng's singing voice was not loud and was drowned out by the sound of gongs and drums and the cheers of the people in the tribe.

But gradually, his voice became more prominent.

This is because after the people around him noticed that the Son of God was singing, they consciously shut up and stopped their movements, and at the same time reminded him in a low voice or by pulling the sleeves of the people next to them.

With this operation, the entire square became quiet in a short while, with only Han Cheng's singing echoing.

The people around listened to Han Cheng's singing attentively.

Many people were stunned for a moment.

Such a beautiful melody is really attractive!

After hearing the lyrics clearly, everyone in the tribe felt more than just amazement.

Many people think of many things from these lyrics, and the little touching moments in life come to their minds at this time.

Especially when they think back to how the tribe is getting stronger day by day and how life in the tribe is getting better day by day, these people feel even more emotional and moved!

The tribe is becoming stronger and better, and those who live in this tribe are feeling happier and happier!

"Unforgettable tonight, unforgettable tonight~"

"No matter where in the world~"

"The Qingque tribe shares the same embrace~"

"Let's wish the tribe good health~"

…

After listening for a while, some people couldn't help but sing along with Han Cheng in a low voice.

After a while, more people joined the group.

The soft singing gathered together to form a sound, which sounded in the night and drifted away, containing deep emotions and blessings...

In the main tribe, Wu, Bai Xuemei, Shitou, Heiwa and others all looked south. On this special day, they missed the Son of God who was working hard for the tribe far away, as well as many people in their own tribe...

In a corner sheltered from the wind, there were several bonfires burning, and some people were huddled together by the fire.

Many people had expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.

Some people couldn't help but look in one direction, which was exactly the direction of the Qingque tribe's Jinguan City...

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