It was nearly midnight when they returned to the tribe. \ This kind of victorious tribe is rare, and Da Ji ignores the late night, lights a bonfire and begins to sacrifice to the god Ji Zu Li.
After that, by the way, a grand funeral was held for the war dead.
Men in this era don't know who their children are, so after a fire, when the wind blows away the ashes, people really disappear from this world.
The men stood in front of the blazing fire, looking at their companions who were engulfed in the fire, and there was a little sadness for the death of rabbits and foxes.
Lin Ji said beside him: "He died in battle for our tribe, we should always tell his story, and we can't easily forget him." ” This is nonsense, and naturally no man pays attention to the forest traces.
The meaning of the funeral is to make people remember, but after a long time, or when there are more people who have died, it is difficult for anyone to remember who has lived in this world.
Unless these sacrificed people have done something particularly outstanding.
The name of the man who died in battle was Snow Mole, and he was characterized by early gray hair and a large mole on his face.
Such a person obviously has nothing outstanding to celebrate.
Lin Ji picked up a stone slab from the side, put it on the side of the fire and said: "In order to prevent future generations from forgetting him, we will set up a stone tablet for him, with his name and his contributions written on it, so that even if you are one hundred and ten years old, you can still know who he is by looking at the stone tablet." ” You don't know much about writing or something.
But some people still understood the meaning of the forest traces: "You mean to let this stone exist instead of the snow mole" "The meaning is pretty much the same, mainly to commemorate it with this.
In order to remember more, we can engrave his exploits in stone.
Now we can write it down first. ” Lin Ji wrote on the stone slab with charcoal: "Snow mole, died from fighting the face of a savage pig." ” Lin Ruins was the only one who could read in this era, so those people did not react to these strange runes.
Lin Ji thought about it, and drew the head of the snow mole in the form of stick figures in the blank space.
When the mole was pointed out by the forest traces, the men around him said that there was no problem with this stone slab instead of the snow mole.
The fire has consumed the body of the snow mole.
The man looked at the stone slab and wanted to stand it on the edge of the fire, as if the snow mole had really been reincarnated into the stone slab.
Lin Ji said: "It is better to find a hillside where the rain is difficult to erode and place the stone slab."
In the future, when those who have contributed to our tribe die, or if there are still people who unfortunately die in battle, we will also erect monuments for them.
Put them together.
In this way, they can be regarded as companions, and at the same time, our descendants will remember the contributions of these people to the tribe, and will not forget anyone. ” Lin Ji felt that there should be nothing wrong with this direction.
Human beings are social creatures, and everyone longs for recognition from their own kind.
Giving is inspired in this way, and while there is a bit of a conspirator's flavor, the strategy should be the right one.
And the men of this era have no continuation of children, so they should be more pursuing of these.
Lin Ji finished speaking, but no one agreed.
The men's reaction was strange.
After they heard Lin Ji say this, they didn't care much about the stone slab representing the snow mole, and no one paid attention to this topic anymore.
Da Ji listened to Lin Ji's words, and habitually turned his head and asked Bear Paw: "What do you think of these?"
Bear Claw assessed whether he was enough to erect a monument, and after thinking about it, he said: "This method is good, the men of the tribe dare not fight hard."
Da Ji nodded slightly, and silently wrote down Lin Ji's words.
She plans to follow this example in the future.
It's just that she always feels that something is wrong in her heart, so she doesn't dare to say this thing as a regulation.
What's wrong with this is also the reason why men are not sure.
Lin Ji couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he thought about this joint after the fact.
This is tantamount to giving men the meaning of survival and the value they can pursue, and if Daji agrees to this method, it is tantamount to digging the roots of the wall of the matriarchal society.
This can be regarded as Lin Ji accidentally dug a pit for Daji.
After the sacrifice and funeral, all that remains is a joyous celebration.
Da Ji asked people to move out of the meat clay pot and express the joy of the big victory with a hearty and dripping meal.
Celebrate all night long.
When he was most happy to eat, Lin Ji took out a third of the sweet potatoes and corn in the basket and roasted them, and then pretended to let the two little wolf dogs eat them first, indicating that this thing was not poisonous, and then invited Daji and others to taste this unique food from the south.
Sweet potatoes are soft and glutinous and sweet, and corn is crispy and filling, which are naturally good things.
After everyone tasted a little, they all looked at the small half basket of sweet potatoes and corn left, and wished they were all cooked and eaten now.
Lin Ji guarded the basket and said: "I don't know where these things came from with pig faces, and I won't eat them anymore."
I found that when spring seeds are planted in the ground, many flowers and plants can grow fruit for us to eat in the fall.
These things are delicious, but that's all there is left, why don't we plant them in the ground next spring and harvest them in the fall."
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The reason of forest traces has been involved for too long, and everyone does not understand the principle of planting, and some people still do not give up.
Lin Ji had no choice but to give everyone a biology lesson, which completely described the process from a seed to flowering and fruiting, and at the same time talked about the input-output ratio and other issues.
This kind of thing has not been proven, and everyone can only listen to it as a joke.
No one believed that those seeds would yield a tenfold and hundredfold return if they were planted.
In their opinion, if this is true, those chestnuts are increasing tenfold and hundredfold every year, and now where are they afraid of not having enough to eat Lin Ji couldn't help it, so he had to say: "Fight the pig's face tonight, my credit is the first, I don't want other rewards, I only ask to keep these things and put them to cultivate in the spring, if Daji agrees, I ask everyone not to steal these seeds from me and the things I planted in the ground next year before next autumn." ” Counting it up, the pig's face was stopped and put down by Lin Ji, and in the end, it was also killed by Lin Ji.
This credit is indisputable.
Seeing that Lin Ji said solemnly, Da Ji agreed to Lin Ji's request.
Put the small basket into the large basket and put the remaining sweet potatoes and corn in the cave to preserve.
At the same time, the people were ordered not to steal food, etc.
Da Ji already knew that Lin Ruins' words were inaccurate, and she also wanted to see what was going on with this planting.
It's just that Xiong Claw and the others saw the smell of some conspiracy from this, and Lin Rui said that the planting will not be harvested until next autumn, so wouldn't it be impossible to exchange him at the beginning of spring But at this time, the status of Lin Ji in the tribe had become different, and he didn't dare to say anything for a while.
At dawn, the bonfire weakened, and everyone dispersed to sleep.
Lin Ji went back to the shack and fell asleep, always feeling that his heart was not very steady, and some nightmares were particularly uncomfortable if they didn't come.
It took him a long time to adjust his sleeping position, and then he figured out that he had killed someone, and he was worried about some nightmare or psychological shadow or something, but he was not afraid.
Prehistoric human life was inferior to that of a dog.
Lin Ji sighed to himself and fell asleep peacefully.
I don't know how long I slept, but Lin Ji was woken up by the movement of the ghost pressing the bed.
When he opened his eyes, he found that his sister, wrapped in a wolf's skin, was happily crawling around him, and two other fat little wolf dogs were also spreading joy on him.
Turning his head again, there was a circle of children around.
Some of these children are holding grass, some are holding fallen leaves, some are holding a little grass, and they are all looking at each other.
Even Caiyu, a smart child, was playing straw ropes beside him.
The vermilion monkey had woken up and was coughing beside him.
Pulling the hand of the red monkey and feeling the pulse, he found that the pulse was calm and powerful, and he thought that he was fine, so Lin Ji began to bombard: "What are you doing, go out to play, and I want to suffocate me to death." ” "Trace, you said that this kind of thing can really grow a lot of things if you plant it."
"It's only spring."
"Is chestnuts OK?"
"Okay, but it will take four or five years for chestnuts."
"I like this straw rope, can I grow it too?"
"Yes" Feelings yesterday's biology class only gave some feedback now, and those adults didn't take it seriously, it was these children who stole learning.
Lin Ji looked out from the door of the shack and found that the whole tribe was empty, and it stands to reason that there is no need to go out to rest today, "What about the others" "Look at the tree."
"What trees to cut" is still a bit confusing.
"The eagle said you saw a big tree that could be used as a canoe, so they took an axe and cut it down."
Lin Ji thought of the neem tree that was more than one meter thick and twenty or thirty meters high, then thought of the scene where it fell, and then thought of the circle of people below, and couldn't help but be frightened: "You stay here and don't move, I'll go find them and come back." ”: