I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

It's finally Chinese New Year.

Big Jiang Longcheng is a joyous one.

Other cities are also lively.

Mu Feng began to write couplets again.

Changning hugged Xiao Zilong and watched, asking questions from time to time.

Mu Feng explained patiently.

Ke Wuji hit the sidelines.

Mu Feng taught him how to write Spring Festival couplets.

Taking into account the hard work of writing the Spring Festival couplets last year, this year Mu Feng has learnt well.

Long ago, a group of children with good writing skills were selected from the tribe to write Spring Festival couplets collectively.

The place for writing the Spring Festival couplets is on the square in front of the gate of Yuelou.

Tables, chairs and benches, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all available.

At first glance, there is a sense of sight of the calligraphy competition scene in the previous life.

The children of the family who were selected to write the Spring Festival couplets are all red and proud.

The warchief said, as long as the selected children, there are three copper coins to take.

Those who are in the top ten will receive three additional copper coins.

The tribesmen who already knew the benefits of copper coins were very excited, and they all came to the square to watch.

Some adults will tell others aloud, "So-and-so over there is my son."

The person next to you will also unwillingly say: "Look, this is the word written by my daughter!"

The adults who weren't chosen by the side looked at their children with envy or complaining, and said from time to time: "Look at them!"

"Why can't you be like so and so?"

"Son, can't you fight for your father?"

Quite the feeling of "other people's children".

When Changning first started, he was still asking questions next to Mu Feng.

Later, the little guy saw so many people around him and kicked in excitement. After he "successfully" kicked a bowl of ink, he was directly dismissed by Mu Feng "go and play".

Changning was so happy that he was no longer boring, and he turned left and right while holding the child, and talked about parenting with some familiar women.

When it comes to common ground, they will deliberately lower their voices, carefully glance at the men around, and then all give out knowing smiles.

The old people are leaning against the corner and basking in the sun.

In your words, I talked about the deeds back then and now.

"Who would have thought that someone like us could not work?"

"Yes, Da Jiang is different from before!"

"What, old horse head, you know?"

"I came earlier than you guys, why don't I know?"

"I came to Dragon City later than you guys, but we will join Da Jiang sooner!"

"So it is!"

"Yeah, yeah, if it weren't for Da Jiang, would you say we can get together?"

"Maybe you died long ago!"

…

Everyone talked about the good days after coming to Dajiang.

Even Da Jiang’s "slaves" have long been accustomed to being called "Great Chiefs" and "Chief Leaders".

In the "group dormitory" of the big **** slaves, the slaves are cleaning the sanitation inside and outside.

Now they have long since been restrained by going, but there are restrictions on where they can get in and out.

Otherwise, they all feel that they are used to life here in Dajiang.

At least the heavy snowfall not long ago was placed in the old tribe, and maybe they were about to freeze to death, or their family members were about to freeze to death.

But in Dajiang, they slept honestly in the house when it snowed, and they didn't have to worry about whether they would not eat or freeze to death if the snow fell for too long.

All they have to do is to shovel the snow and clear the road in accordance with the requirements of the leader Lihu.

Right now the slaves whispered while cleaning:

"Have you heard that we can also participate in the New Year this time. Ten people in a dormitory can eat wild boar and horse meat!"

"I heard, ten people, six dishes, as well as pickled radishes, sauerkraut, and mutton soup this time!"

"so good!"

"That's not bad? I heard Zhang Nu say that their slave head can still drink the wine brewed by the warchief himself this time!"

"liquor?"

"Well, Zhang Nu said that he had drunk it once before, and the taste is incredible!"

"How can it be a big deal?"

"How do I know, I haven't drunk it again!"

"Hey, if you said that if we could also become slaves, would we also be able to drink the kind of wine you said?"

"If the slave head has to go to war, life and death are unpredictable. It's better to earn points honestly, and it's not bad to become an ordinary tribe!

Don't you know, now the people of the tribe can earn copper coins for their work, and they can also be exchanged for drinking with copper coins! "

"Oh, when will you save enough?"

"According to the current rate, it will take about a hundred days, um, it will not exceed two hundred days, I can become a member of the Great Jiang tribe!"

"Oh, I'm still a lot worse. I said it's very slow to accumulate points. No, I'll look for the bright bald leader when I turn around. I want to become a soldier, so I can accumulate military skills quickly!"

"It's also a way!"

…

On the 30th, firecrackers were set off in the morning, and the new year officially began.

At the same time, Qinglong City, White Tiger City, Paixiu City, Wangxi City, Kuiwei City, Shandao City, Dragon City, Blue Bird City...

Many cities in Dajiang started setting off firecrackers at the same time.

When Mu Feng walked out of the moon tower and stood at the forefront of the square, taking the lead in offering sacrifices to the totem ancestral dragon, other places also started.

Baiyue, Cold Tree, Big Flicker, Thunder Dragon, Yuli, Konoha...

All the chiefs walked to the top of the city and began to set off the first pile of firecrackers in their respective cities.

Afterwards, the lord of the city also took their tribesmen to the square in the city to worship the dragon totem.

After that, Jiang and the people in each city were divided in order, but the slogan was unanimously shouted: "God bless Jiang, the ministry is long!"

"God bless ginger, the ministry is long!"

"God bless ginger, the ministry is long!"

For a time, the mountains and the fields around the cities of Dajiang were silent, and the birds and beasts were silent.

Obviously, the appearance of Da Jiang announced that man completely defeated the beast and became the master of this world.

…

After Mu Feng took the Longcheng tribesmen to sacrifice, he began to speak to the tribesmen on the square, which was considered to enhance the festive atmosphere.

He said: "Everyone of my **** 278,637 people enjoy all my **** delicacies today!

Enjoy all freedom!

Enjoy everything powerful!

Those who are my big **** slaves don’t have to work today, enjoy meat, don’t worry!

Wherever my great **** war horse, rest today...

Everything that I am **** has to enjoy today!

Clan people, you can indulge in joy today, and tomorrow is the New Year.

In the new year, my big **** will be stronger! "

After that, he waved his hand, and finally made a fist and waved vigorously.

The tribesmen cheered and responded.

"Oh oh oh!"

"God bless ginger, the ministry is long!"

"Big ginger, big ginger!"

The voice is full of voices.

The enthusiasm and atmosphere of the clansmen are contagious with each other.

I was so excited about Da Jiang Xinsheng's approval.

Some just yelled and vented their emotions.

Some are very proud of seeing such a scene for the first time.

Such as that of the elm sprout, hard work and so on.

The last bit of grievance in the bottom of my heart also disappeared without a trace.

Ru Ke Wuji...

Everyone, my fingers are dislocated. I went to the bone setting in the morning, and it was better in the afternoon. I endured the pain and struck a chapter.

My finger is so swollen now, sorry...