Facts have proved that big geese, whether they are finished products or semi-finished products, are equally sturdy.
It is easy to draw this conclusion by looking at Little Pea, who is being chased with flapping wings and stretched neck, and the panda Tuan Tuan, whose buttocks have some of the hair pulled out by the big goose's flat beak and who is running no slower than Little Pea.
Han Cheng, unable to hold back his laughter, quickly ran forward, picked up Little Pea who was running around with her little feet, then turned around and ran.
These guys chased Han Cheng for a distance before they stopped, flapped their bald wings, raised their heads, and shouted like winners in the direction of Han Cheng and the others.
Han Cheng looked at Little Pea hiding in his arms, then lowered his head to look at Panda Tuan Tuan who was holding his legs and was unwilling to let go, with his fat body curled up into a ball, and his head turned with dark circles under his eyes, looking at the geese with lingering fear. Han Cheng suddenly had the urge to kick this guy a couple of times.
You are a bear, okay? Can you please stop being such a coward?
Even a cat wouldn't be as cowardly as you, right?
Does your mother know that you are such a coward?
After complaining about this bear-like creature that didn't look like a bear at all, Han Cheng looked up at the gate and saw Tuantuan's mother standing there with an expression as if she wanted to come in.
After just standing there and looking at the geese for a while, he turned around and walked out of the gate, twisting his buttocks without looking back.
As for the naughty kid in its family who is almost grown up, it is no longer planning to keep him.
Han Cheng looked down at Tuantuan who was hugging his legs tightly and refused to let go. He then looked at Tuantuan's mother who had disappeared from his sight with her butt twisted. Suddenly, he was speechless.
Looking at the guy's current appearance, and thinking about the legendary scene where the great god Chi You rode a guy like this to fight against the two emperors Yan and Huang, Han Cheng suddenly didn't want to let Little Pea ride the panda anymore.
"Be good, son, don't cry."
Han Cheng was rubbing Little Wandou's buttocks while comforting the fearless little guy.
The big goose is indeed a powerful weapon against naughty children.
Looking at the giant panda who abandoned his own naughty child, and then comparing it to himself who rescued his own son from the goose's mouth, and then hugged his own naughty child and continued to comfort him, Han Cheng suddenly felt that he was a much more competent father.
This deep fatherly love moved even him.
This is because Bai Xuemei is not around, and Bai Xuemei is not tough enough. If this happened in the future, Han Cheng's behavior would definitely be chased around the village by his mother, scolding him...
The Qingque tribe was quiet and peaceful without any war. Han Cheng felt very satisfied living a leisurely life filled with warmth and comfort despite being busy.
When I am busy, I will work with the people in the tribe for a while. When I don’t want to be busy, I will flirt with my wife and play with my son. This life is beautiful just by thinking about it.
In the distance, the leader of the Grass Tribe looked angry.
Because she asked the few people who joined her tribe to take sticks and fish with other people in the tribe by the creek. However, after trying for a long time without catching any fish, the two adults actually threw the fishing spears she had prepared for them on the ground and ran over to break many soft branches.
This scene made the leader of the Grass Tribe extremely angry. What made her even more angry was that when she picked up the branch used to spear fish and handed it to them again, although these people were terrified to death, they still did not take it.
Instead, he was mumbling something with a look of fear on his face that the leader of the Grass Tribe could hardly understand.
Having the most cowardly expression but saying the most assertive words is the true portrayal of these people from the original bark tribe.
Seeing them trembling with fear while still talking incoherently and pointing at the dead fish in the water and on the shore from time to time, the Grass Tribe leader, who was not stupid, roughly understood what these people meant.
But precisely because she understood it, she became even more angry.
Can these soft branches penetrate into the body of a fish? Can they penetrate into a fish?
The people in the tribe used the sturdy branches they found and spent half a day only to catch as many fish as the fingers on one hand. These people actually wanted to use branches that couldn't even catch any fish to do the same thing?
How did these people live in their original tribes?
Seeing their current performance, the leader of the Grass Tribe expressed very strong doubts about whether the Bark Tribe could grow so powerful.
Looking at these people holding soft branches and talking nervously, the leader of the Grass Tribe decided not to let them eat food at night.
In her opinion, these people were not obedient enough and needed food and hunger to make them understand some truths and become docile.
Then she left because she still needed to go to other places to dig wild vegetables.
Holding a branch in his hand and digging wild vegetables, the leader of the Grass Tribe still felt a little angry.
I originally thought that with two more adults and two half-grown minors in the tribe, my tribe would get more food than before. But now, these people's ability to get food is really useless...
As I was complaining madly in my mind, I suddenly heard a burst of exclamations coming from the other side of the river.
The leader of the Grass Tribe, who was digging wild vegetables, was so angry that he threw the tools in his hand to the ground.
Don't these guys know that they need to be quiet when spearing fish? They are so loud that they scare away so many fish!
How did I teach them in the first place? Why have the people in my tribe become so stupid now?
She thought to herself and ran towards the creek angrily, ready to teach all those who used spears to fish a lesson.
The leader of the Grass Tribe, who had just run to the river, suddenly stopped and looked towards the bank of the river.
There were more fish there than there were on the fingers of both hands.
Moreover, many of these fish were still jumping there, making their final struggle.
How come these people in the tribe suddenly improved their speed in spearing fish?
I was away for a while and I caught so many fish?
The leader of the Grass Tribe, who was looking at these fish with surprise and confusion, suddenly discovered something strange - most of these fish had no wounds from being stabbed!
There were no wounds on the fish, which meant they were not caught by sticks of branches.
This made the leader of the Grass Tribe even more confused.
Because apart from spearing the fish, she really couldn't think of any other way to catch as many fish as possible.
Could it be that these fish came up on their own?
It seems that this is the only way to explain the shouting that just happened here and the sudden increase in the number of fish.
Just as the leader of the Grass Tribe was staring at these fish and constantly developing his imagination, the people gathered on the river bank not far away exclaimed again.
The leader of the Grass Tribe looked in the direction of the sound, and through the gaps between the crowd, he saw the man from the Bark Tribe pulling out of the water a strange-looking object made of soft branches.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that there is a fish jumping inside that strange-looking thing!
Can these soft branches really catch fish?!
Surprise and delight surged into the heart of the Grass Tribe leader, and she hurried over there...
The sun was setting in the west, bringing with it some rosy light, illuminating the small river in front of us, making it sparkle.
In the eyes of the people of the Grass Tribe, what is even more dazzling are the fish piled on the river bank, whose scales are shining under the sunlight!
Seeing so many fish piled together made those who had been working hard for almost a whole day to fish open their mouths in surprise.
Some minors were jumping happily here, watching the fish and swallowing their saliva.
They can have a good meal!
The adults paid more attention than them. While watching the fish, they would occasionally look at those people who seemed a little proud and a little fearful, and at the things made of soft tree branches in their hands.
“￥…@#￥…?”
After a moment of silence, the leader of the Grass Tribe suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing, he began to point excitedly at the fish cages held by the people from the Bark Tribe and asked anxiously.
Of course, the people from the Bark Tribe knew what this fierce-looking chief was asking, so they started talking incoherently.
It’s just that their language is poor and what they can express is limited, so they just repeat the same few sentences over and over again.
After talking like this for a while, one of them suddenly remembered what the chief had told them about bows and arrows, fish cages and other things, as well as the powerful and mysterious Green Bird tribe when the snow had not melted yet, so he started talking about it in a babble.
The leader of the Grass Tribe looked at these people who were talking in a loud voice. Although he could hardly understand what they were saying, he knew that they were talking about this new type of fishing tool.
Not understanding what is being said doesn’t mean I’m unhappy.
After standing here and listening to these people's chatter for a while, the leader of the Grass Tribe, to the surprise of everyone in the tribe, began to transport this food, which was more than what they had gotten in the previous six or seven days, to the tribe.
She took the fish cage in her hand and looked at it carefully with respect.
As for the few people from the original bark tribe, their status among the crowd was also improved at this time.
The eyes that people looked at them were no longer as vigilant and as if they wanted to beat them up as before.
As the sky gradually darkened, several people from the former Bark Tribe lay down together with the people from the Grass Tribe.
This time, they were not arranged to sit in the position farthest from the fire and closest to the cave entrance as before, but rather in a position closer to the middle, and they were all given hay and animal skins.
Several people from the original Bark Tribe lay there and finally felt a little calmer.
They thought about everything that happened today and secretly made up their minds that while they would catch more fish with fish cages in the future, they would also tell these people more about the magical Green Bird Tribe that their leaders had told them not long ago.
After all, the people of this tribe were so kind to them today after they saw the power of the fish cage and heard me and others tell them about the magical tribe called the Green Bird...
Similar things happened one after another in the tribes that followed the Black Stone Tribe to attack the Bark Tribe and received some captives from the Bark Tribe.
The people of these tribes were not until now surprised to find that their greatest gain from following the Blackrock Tribe to attack this tribe was actually here!
Now, not only has the population of his tribe increased, but the food has also increased. From now on, he won't have to feel embarrassed when delivering food to the people of the Blackrock Tribe before the full moon.
Some people from the Bark Tribe who were assigned to these tribes even began to twist ropes with bark and make simple bows and arrows with branches to show their hunting skills to these people and thus improve their status in the tribe.
When faced with the surprised questions from the people in the tribe, these people repeated the story over and over again, and then began to repeat to them what they had heard from their leader Shupi about the Green Bird tribe.
There are enough stories about the Green Bird Tribe, and they are all very interesting to talk about. Every time they tell a story, they feel a sense of longing and satisfaction.
It was as if these were not told to them by the leader, but their own personal experiences...
The female leader of the Blue Flower Tribe, who had a withered blue flower on her head, seemed a little uneasy during this period, often staring at something in a daze.
That seemingly powerful tribe was actually defeated by the evil Blackrock Tribe!
Not only did the caves burn down, but all the people were taken away by the evil Blackrock Tribe.
This tribe was so powerful, and their leader was so strong, but even so, they were still defeated by the evil Blackrock Tribe...
Is it true that no tribe can defeat the evil Blackrock tribe?
The leader of the Blue Flower Tribe scratched his hair in pain...
Blackrock tribe.
The leader of the Black Rock Tribe took the bow made of tree bark, put an arrow on it, pulled the bow skillfully, and then shot at the tree outside the tribe.
The arrow flew out, drawing an arc in the air and missed the tree, but it was no longer as far away as before.
The leader of the Blackrock tribe put away his bow, glanced at the obedient Shupi standing not far away, and nodded with satisfaction...
A spring rain as precious as oil fell, knocking down some pink apricot blossoms and turning some grass buds green.
Han Cheng felt that the saying "spring rain is as precious as oil" only began to appear after humans gradually began to engage in farming. After all, only farmers would care so much about spring rain.
In the drizzling spring rain, Han Cheng did not stay in the house...