I am a Primitive Man

The night was calm and serene, with a gentle breeze rustling the bamboo, producing a soothing "rustling" sound.

The sky was clear, with a bright moon hanging high and scattered stars dotting the surrounding darkness.

The silver moonlight spilled like liquid mercury, making everything around seem distant and hazy, leaving only dark silhouettes.

In the direction of the small river, faint green fireflies fluttered among the grass, daringly competing with the bright moon.

White lines meandered in the rice field outside the courtyard wall.

As the wind blew, the rice plants, already up to the knees, swayed. The waves made these lines, which were not very wide to begin with, appear even more indistinct and elusive.

Under the night sky, Han Cheng and Bai Xue stood on the wall of the Green Sparrow tribe, feeling the coolness of the night and experiencing a unique emotion as they slowly gazed at the tribe's surroundings.

The dawn, the evening mist, and the summer moonlit nights always evoke something deep within, pulling one into a comfortable but inexpressible feeling.

This was the night of June 13th, the sixth year of the Green Sparrow tribe. Han Cheng, with Bai Xue, climbed the tribe's wall to enjoy the cool air and savor this unique tranquility.

There were more than just the two of them on the wall. In addition to the guards, others had climbed up to enjoy the coolness.

However, far fewer people were on the wall than inside the courtyard.

With summer's arrival, the heat had enveloped the earth. This brief moment of coolness after dinner was a rare leisure time for everyone.

In the rice field, the lines that seemed somewhat pale and serpentine against the backdrop of the surrounding rice resulted from the tribe's effort over the past couple of months.

These were small, scattered stone paths.

The construction of these stone paths in the fields did not damage the growing rice.

When the fields were cleared and prepared, bunds had been left in the fields.

The stone paths were laid along these bunds.

Of course, not all bunds were paved with stone paths; instead, they were constructed at suitable locations while considering the fields.

It was foreseeable that these stone paths would be highly beneficial for the fields.

Once completed, the greatest convenience was not for people but for the Green Sparrow tribe’s wheelbarrows.

With these paths, whether transporting manure to the fields or moving harvested crops, the advantages of the wheelbarrows—large capacity and ease of use—could be fully utilized.

This is infrastructure!

Under the moonlight, Han Cheng admired the bright, elusive paths and reflected on the effort it took to build them, which ultimately brought significant convenience.

It was as if the heavens agreed with Han Cheng's reflection. Soon after his thoughts, a bright meteor streaked across the night sky from south to north before falling.

The red tail light momentarily brightened the night, even outshining the moon!

"Brother Cheng, what is that?" Bai Xue asked, her mouth and eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of fear as she pulled Han Cheng's hand.

"That's a shooting star. Make a wish quickly; they say it's very effective."

“What is making a wish?”

“Making a wish is when you express a desire for something you want.”

“Then… I want my belly to get big soon…”

Understanding what making a wish meant, Bai Xue quickly voiced her wish without hesitation.

Han Cheng’s face twitched. Does she want to have a child right now? I’m not ready to be a father yet!

“Okay, since you’ve said your wish out loud, it won’t come true!”

Han Cheng, who wasn’t ready to become a father just yet, said excitedly to Bai Xue, who looked disappointed.

Bai Xue’s face immediately fell.

Han Cheng’s triumphant smile barely had a chance to appear before another bright light streaked from south to north across the sky.

“Brother Cheng, another shooting star!”

Bai Xue grabbed Han Cheng’s arm excitedly and shook it.

“I want to…”

She shook Han Cheng’s arm several times and quickly let go to make her wish. After starting to speak, she suddenly remembered Han Cheng’s earlier words and quickly shut up, silently wishing for a child with him.

Seeing Bai Xue’s excitement and the direction of the falling meteor, Han Cheng felt a sense of helplessness. It seemed the heavens were deliberately making things difficult for him!

“Shooting star!”

As Han Cheng thought this, Bai Xue’s voice of joy rang out again.

This time, it wasn’t just a single star; it was like a fireworks display, with many shooting stars crossing the sky from south to north.

The brilliant meteors streaked across the night sky, emitting enchanting light. Bai Xue tightly held Han Cheng’s hand, watching the dazzling shooting stars with a mixture of shock and awe.

Han Cheng also looked at the continuous display of light, feeling a sense of wonder. This was a meteor shower!

In later years, he had seen many brilliant fireworks, but they were still nothing compared to the meteor shower’s long, trailing lights.

As he marveled at this rare meteor shower, the tribe behind him suddenly erupted into chaos.

Terrified shouts and people were running into their homes.

This unprecedented phenomenon had caused fear among them.

Han Cheng sighed, feeling a bit helpless. It seemed he couldn’t enjoy a meteor shower in peace.

“Quiet down!”

“Quiet down!”

Han Cheng turned and shouted into the now chaotic courtyard.

The frightened Green Sparrow tribe members recognized the voice of the “God Child” and felt their fear ease as if a ray of sunlight had pierced through the gloom.

Finding their source of reassurance, the panicked tribe members’ fear diminished significantly.

They instinctively gathered in front of Han Cheng on the wall.

“This is not a disaster and won’t bring us misfortune. It is a sign from the gods, showing us their concern for our hardships…”

Standing on the wall, Han Cheng addressed the tribe with his improvised words.

At this moment, the best strategy was to invoke the gods, even if only fictitiously.

The words “Divine Child” were naturally believed by the Green Sparrow tribe.

They stood in front of the wall, looking up at Han Cheng.

The spectacular meteor shower streaked across the sky behind Han Cheng, making him appear even more mysterious and majestic.

It indeed seemed like the gods had descended.

This scene was deeply engraved in the minds of the Green Sparrow tribe, and for a long time afterward, people spoke of that night and the miraculous scene.