The encounters of Uncle Lu and Fu Jiang waiting in the wild did not attract the slightest attention of everyone.

In the Qingque tribe, everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

The big blue brick houses are already flat, and the gables on both sides and the wooden beams on both sides must be raised up.

This is not to say that Han Cheng and the others don't care about Uncle Deer, but they don't even know that there is such a thing.

After all, Uncle Deer, even though they have a long mouth, they can't speak. They are restricted by language barriers. They can't tell the two-legged beasts that they have encountered in the wild...

Han Cheng holding the tea bowl, sitting on the wooden pier under the gate, feeling the coolness brought by the small breeze that keeps blowing in, while bringing the tea bowl in his hand to his mouth from time to time, drinking Take a sip of cool water.

The water was light green, and it was no longer just cool and white.

Of course, it wasn't fuel that was put in, and the Qingque tribe didn't find the mung beans that looked right at the bastard. The light green water was boiled out of fresh bamboo leaves.

Last year Han Cheng transplanted the bamboo from the bamboo forest where there is a national treasure that he can't afford.

Not only the first transplanted live, but also the autumn live, and now a lot of bamboo shoots have emerged.

The bamboo leaf water is cold. Now that there is no mung bean soup, pick some fresh bamboo leaves in the morning and wash them, then throw them into a big tank and boil them, place them in the shade of the trees and wait to cool, then cover them with a lid and clean the sides. Put some clean big bowls on the rocks in the mountains. This kind of water has become a rare summer tool for the Qingque tribe.

And compared with dried bamboo leaves, fresh bamboo leaves have a refreshing fragrance that is not found in dried bamboo leaves.

Han Cheng now feels very comfortable, not only because he is still a long way from the air-conditioned wireless watermelon, but also because of the people in the tribe.

The people in the tribe are all familiar faces, so naturally there is no good-looking, but if there are some other changes, it looks different.

The changes of the people in the Qingque tribe were not reflected in their faces, but in their bodies.

In a place not too far from Han Cheng, the two twin sisters of Xiaomei, Xiaoli, who are wearing short shorts with little **** cover, are sitting in the shade and choosing vegetables.

On their upper bodies, they are all naked, and until the key parts, there are two separate clam shell-like clothing to cover.

It's just that compared to their turbulent weapons, this piece of clothing still seems to have too little material.

Normally straight body can't be covered, not to mention the two people now bending over to choose vegetables.

With such a beautiful scenery in front, how could his mood be unhappy?

Looking around, not only Xiaomei Xiaoli and the others, but also the other primitive females in the tribe are all dressed up in the same way.

As for the male primitives of the tribe, they are basically naked upper body, wearing a linen pants much larger than the female primitives.

Some people who are more leisurely wear a pair of flip flops made of wooden boards and leather cords on their feet...

Unfortunately, without sunglasses and lounge chairs, there is no big beach around the tribe. Otherwise, with Han Cheng's hand control, this place will soon become a beach for later generations...

The people in the tribe dressed up like this, not because Han Cheng was too narrow. He had to experience the kind of customs of later generations. In fact, he was forced to suffer.

This is compelling, referring to linen.

Last year, although the tribe harvested several bamboo rafts of wild hemp from Yau Ma Tei, after retorting, the hemp obtained was not too much.

There is not too much twine as a raw material, so there is not much cloth produced.

In addition, when making masks before, another wave was consumed, which resulted in a lot less cloth in the tribe.

The combination of these reasons resulted in the cool breeze prevailing in the Qingque tribe.

After all, the clothes made in this way are the most economical, and they are more in line with the original style of being shirtless in the summer.

Of course, the careful thinking of a certain **** child hidden behind these great principles can also be completed incidentally.

In that case, why not do it?

Of course, Bai Xuemei is not included in this list.

She wears more than all the people in the tribe.

In addition to the two-piece set necessary for primitive women in the tribe, her upper body also wears an extra short sleeve that covers all the flesh on her body. The shorts worn on her lower body are also higher than those of ordinary primitive women. To be long.

There is no dissatisfaction with the people of this tribe. After all, apart from the unusual relationship between Bai Xuemei and the **** child, these linen cloths are the most weaving by Bai Xuemei.

In the eyes of everyone in the tribe, there is nothing wrong with wearing more cloth on Mei Xuemei.

"Brother Cheng..."

A pair of feet wearing flip-flops appeared in front of them, and above them were shorts and short sleeves.

While blocking Han Cheng's line of sight to the beautiful mountain, the voice of the little girl's daughter-in-law who seemed aggrieved also rang.

Han Cheng smoked his nose, the benevolent Leshan, the wise man Leshui, as a benevolent and righteous person, learning from the sages to watch the scenery, this little child bride-in-law also cares...

He raised his head and looked at the little child's daughter-in-law who had grown a lot and looked wronged at this time, and couldn't help but smile.

How big is this little girl, as for such aggrieved?

Of course, as for such a grievance, Bai Xuemei's mouth was flat.

I don’t wear anything in the room, and my elder brother doesn’t look at himself very much, but now he secretly looks at Xiaomei Xiaoli who are wearing clothes...

After Han Cheng's kind words to persuade her, and waited to see her in the same way at night, the wronged Bai Xuemei turned her worry into joy and ran away.

Han Cheng shook his head and smiled helplessly, man...

When Han Cheng sighed with emotion like this pretending to be sad, the really sad person approached the Qingque tribe.

"#￥￥%#!"

When there was still some distance from the Qingque tribe, the leader of the green tribe asked people to put the fur on his back in the grass, and pulled some grass to cover it.

After finishing all these ~lightnovelpub.net~ under the uncomprehending gaze of the tribe, the leader of the green tribe took a self-defense weapon, and the suspicious tribe members headed towards the rich tribe.

Isn't the leader going to exchange leather for salt? Why is it hiding the fur now?

Regarding the questions of the tribe, the leader of the green tribe who was melancholy for a long time finally showed a smile on his face.

People in the tribe are still not as smart as themselves!

He sighed with emotion.

Of course there was a reason for this, he wanted to try to see if he could receive free salt from this tribe as he did in the past.

If it doesn't work, go back and carry the leather.

The leader of the green tribe, who likes to take advantage, is always very talented in this matter.

When he listened to these words to the tribesmen, everyone once again admired the leader's wisdom...