It took three months for the captives and the members of the Mang tribe to finally repair all the roads of the Mang tribe.

Busy days always pass quickly.

In the blink of an eye, autumn has arrived.

The sun is still very vicious during the day, but in the morning and evening, the wind is gradually getting colder.

In the second month of autumn, the crops in the fields ripen one after another. After a year of hard work, the Mang tribe finally ushered in the harvest season.

"Chief, our red cones, soybeans, soybeans, sorghum, cabbage, and by the way, the peppers, peppers, onions, and ginger are growing very well. This winter, we don't have to worry about the food in our tribe!"

Chen Bei and Yan were walking in the ground, and Yan told Chen Bei the same thing, with a look of pride on his face.

For tribes, food is really too important. Being able to fill your stomach is the happiest thing.

With the increasing production in the fields, many people in the tribe have now volunteered to join the planting team, instead of going to the hunting team or the fishing team as before.

In the field, the tribesmen are harvesting various ripe vegetables and grains, and everyone has joy on their faces.

Even the prisoners were helping to dig the red cones in the ground and transport them back to the tribe.

Chen Bei looked at these scenes and felt a sense of accomplishment. In this era, it is undoubtedly a great achievement to make the tribe members in the tribe fill their stomachs every day.

Even those large tribes can't do it, but the Mang tribe did it!

"Let's go, we'll go and help."

Chen Bei and Yan walked into a field where red cones were planted, picked up tools, and dug them with their tribesmen.

Round red cones were dug up from the ground, and the larger ones were two or three kilograms per vine, and each vine could bear three or five, and even eight or nine.

This thing has a high yield, the root fruit can be preserved for a long time, and the taste is also good. It is one of the staple foods of the Mang tribe.

And its vines and roots can be fed to the herbivores in the breeding area, which is really not a waste.

After digging out, the red cones are packed in a vine basket and then moved to the side of the road. Two wooden wheel trucks pulled by cows will transport them back to the tribe's warehouse.

In addition to the wooden wheel truck that Chenbei participated in the manufacture, a carpenter's workshop later made another one and made some improvements in the details and craftsmanship, with better performance than the first one.

These two cow puller trucks kept traveling back and forth between the ground and the tribal warehouse, transporting a large amount of food and vegetables back from the ground.

Of course, it is not enough to rely solely on these two wooden wheels that are not loaded, but more on manpower and animal power.

For example, those totem warriors, after using the power of totem, each person has a lot of strength and can pick up hundreds of kilograms of things and walk like flying.

In addition, people with great strength like Shanwen are no less likely to be chosen than totem warriors.

Those rhinos also put a lot of effort into transporting one or two thousand kilograms at a time, which is more than a wooden wheel.

The old deer in the planting team also planned to train the triangular green sheep and the big-horned deer so that they could also help transport things, but they have not succeeded yet.

In another piece of land, the two brothers were harvesting sorghum with red flowers and red leaves.

There are many women and children in the sorghum field, because it is not that hard and it is not too difficult to carry.

Hongye cut a handful of sorghum with a stone sickle and said, "I have harvested so much food in the field. I shouldn't have to go hungry this winter. We don't have to eat wild vegetables anymore. This winter should be very good."

Honghua said: "When the saplings grow, the flesh and bear's paw fruit will bear on the trees, and our lives will be better."

Hongye looked at her sister with a complicated expression. He knew that Honghua was holding her breath in her heart and was eager to prove her worth.

When she was in the Tree Tribe, she was not so concerned about the saplings.

Hongye said again: "I have inquired about it. After the first snow in winter, the tribe will hold a sacrificial ceremony. At that time, the new totem warriors can awaken. I wonder if they will let us participate in the awakening ceremony."

"If we can regain the power of totem, we don't have to do some miscellaneous work like we are now."

"I plan to talk to the leader about this. Sister, do you want to go with me?"

Honghua was silent, and she also wanted to gain the power of totem so that she could do more things, but she couldn't ask her for help.

Hongye looked at Honghua's expression and knew the answer. He sighed and said, "I'd better go by myself."

Honghua actually wanted Hongye not to go, but in the end she didn't say it, because after Hongye lost the power of totem, she was no longer as confident as before, and her whole person was completely different from before.

Perhaps, gaining the power of totem can help him regain his confidence.

Honghua remained silent, but her hands were moving faster. Even when sweat flowed into her eyes, she just blinked but didn't wipe it.

She doesn't want to look weaker than others, even if she loses the power of totem.

On the other hand, Lie and Yun each led a hunting team and a fishing team to participate in the autumn harvest.

Autumn harvest is a big deal for the tribe. We must take back the food and vegetables in the fields while the weather is good and then dry them so that we can keep them for a longer time.

Lie was digging potatoes in a piece of field. The potatoes were much larger than red cones. The size of the potatoes was only more than ten kilograms. It was also one of the staple foods of the Mang tribe.

Lie used a stone hoe to dig continuously, and he tried carefully not to dig the potatoes of the soles of the feet, but sometimes he was heavy and he was able to take the hoe and the soles of the feet became two pieces.

"I didn't expect that digging this thing is more tiring than fishing."

Lie wiped the sweat from his head and continued to dig.

At this moment, a baby barefoot, wearing only an animal skin bellyband, ran towards him with a bamboo tube in his arms.

The baby is about two years old, but she is already very strong and runs very fast. She is not afraid of being barefoot.

"Dad...Dad...Drink water..."

The baby ran and shouted, panting, but the ground was very uneven. After he was not careful, he fell down and was covered in dirt.

"Don't run so fast, does it hurt if it falls?"

Lie threw down the hoe, ran over quickly, picked up the baby, kissed him twice, his face softened, his eyes full of pampering.

"It doesn't hurt, giggle..." The baby laughed, and the voice made everyone else in the field laugh.

This baby is Lie's son, named Yu. He is two years old this year. Because he eats well, he looks very strong and looks like a baby of three or four years old.

"Okay, dad drink water, my good son."

Lie picked up the bamboo tube, drank the water "Gudong Gudong", and then returned the bamboo tube to the fish.

"Go back to the tribe and play, don't run around, do you know?"

"knew!"

The baby ran away again with the bamboo tube in his arms.

Looking at his back, Lie's eyes were filled with tenderness. No matter how much work he did, he wouldn't feel tired.

Because he does more work, the tribe will have more food, and his son will not be hungry.

Most people in the tribe think so.

"Continue digging. Before it gets dark, you must dig all the potatoes in the field back!"

Lie asked the members of the fishing team to continue working, and he picked up the hoe again and then dug the potatoes.

The autumn harvest lasted for a month, and most of the grain and vegetables were collected into the tribe's warehouse.

One-fifth of the remaining food and vegetables, which matured relatively late, were harvested slowly by the planting team, while others returned to their original positions and continued to do their own work.

This year, all the warehouses of the Mang Tribe were filled with them and several empty houses occupied, which was a real bumper harvest.
Chapter completed!