Chapter 423: Strive to create a good life
The arrival of the Green Tribe was just a minor episode amid the bustling and tense autumn harvest of the Green Sparrow Tribe.
After the people of the Green Tribe departed, the busy autumn harvest continued.
People worked diligently and nervously, and although tired, their smiles never diminished.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
With vigorous shaking, the man with the balloon in hand carefully sifted through a handful of grains, letting them rain down on his bare feet, tickling them pleasantly.
After shaking for a while, he scraped away the remaining chaff and some stalks from inside the bamboo sieve, then stopped.
He walked to the edge of the threshing ground, dumped out the contents, and then refilled the sieve with half a basket of freshly harvested, unprocessed grains, continuing to shake back and forth.
He cherished the tool in his hand, a bamboo sieve, especially in windless conditions paired with a winnowing basket. It processed freshly harvested grains with incredible speed.
This tool had been crafted at the direction of the Divine Child.
Turning his head to look at the Divine Child, who was barefoot and drying grains in the field, a deep admiration rose from the man's heart.
The Divine Child always created handy tools from ordinary materials, making tasks simpler, more efficient, and less laborious.
Without these tools created under the Divine Child's guidance, even if they were willing to exert themselves, it would be impossible to plant and harvest such a large quantity of grain at once!
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
With one ear missing and now much taller, Cheng held a trapezoidal wooden box in his hand, used for scooping up and gathering dried grains into piles.
This odd-looking wooden box, called a "yungzi," was specifically designed for cleaning and collecting grains, almost equivalent to the efficiency of five or six times that of a bone rake.
Cheng grasped the handle of the "yungzi" in his hand, scooped up a mound of grains, and swiftly withdrew it. The box already held more than ten kilograms of grains.
Then, turning around, he skillfully emptied the contents into a sizeable bark-wrapped basket. In just a few motions, the basket was filled.
These folks were truly dedicated.
Han Cheng couldn't help but reflect on this with admiration, understanding their sentiments well.
Initially, these people had lived day by day, unsure of their next meal.
Now, with the opportunity for better days ahead, they naturally grasped it tightly.
While the Green Sparrow Tribe had seen significant growth in recent years, guided actively by Han Cheng, without Eldest Senior Brother's and others' dedication and hard work, developing to their current extent would have been impossible.
Han Cheng smiled and halted them, declaring a half-day rest today and preparing delicious food to celebrate. The rest of the tasks could wait until tomorrow.
As the Divine Child, his words were naturally followed.
Before long, people in the tribe began preparing for the evening feast, chatting and laughing in the large courtyard.
As dusk fell and the sun set, the western horizon was adorned with magnificent fiery clouds.
The aroma of wine and meat spread through the Green Sparrow Tribe's courtyard, intoxicating the senses.
The shaman had too much to drink tonight, becoming more talkative and joyful. Eventually, he staggered to the grain storage house, clutching the doorframe and sobbing loudly.
Despite his stature, he cried like a newborn.
After eating their fill not long ago, many people soon nodded off to sleep.
Partly due to the alcohol, partly due to exhaustion...
Inside the room, Han Cheng lay quietly on the bed with Bai Xue, feeling a gentle joy in his heart and a profound inner contentment.
He made each day better through his efforts, ensuring those around him lived better lives. In a way, this was the meaning and value of life.
Achievements gained through hard work brought genuine joy and peace of mind.