In the clean room, the morning sun had already brought a hint of autumn coolness. Jie, who was wearing sackcloth clothes on the bed, opened his eyes.
The habits he had long learned allowed him to gradually tidy up his clothes and the bedding around him.
He had already arrived in this tribe for about fourteen or fifteen days. From the beginning of the shock, to the fear behind, and finally to the confusion, all kinds of emotions intertwined and finally turned into longing.
That's right, it was a longing, a longing for this strange tribe.
This seaside "tribe" that he had never heard of had all kinds of incredible abilities, tools, and even a way of life that he had never imagined.
From the houses they lived in, to hunting, to weapons, to food, it seemed that this "tribe" had all kinds of unexplainable magic. If he hadn't realized that these people were just like him and even the people in his tribe, he would have suspected that they were gods.
Of course, even if he was sure that they were the same "person", his shock was not much less, or rather, his shock was even more intense than his longing.
He had never thought, and he was certain that even the tribe leader had never thought, that "humans" could live to such a level, that the tribe could live to such perfection.
However, this was the norm in this strange "tribe." They had weapons that could cut through everything, incredible abilities, and almost endless food.
It was unknown how many times he had envied everything here, because even as the son of the chief, he rarely had a full meal. In fact, he had only eaten a few times. However, even an outsider like him was given enough food every day, and the other 'people' were even more so.
"It's been seventeen days. If only Abba and the others could be here!”
He spoke in a strange tone. However, the first seventeen days were miraculously in Chinese. The pronunciation of the latter part was a little strange, but it seemed to have begun to change towards Chinese.
Seventeen days was the time he had arrived at this strange tribe.
In these 17 days, he saw a lot and learned a lot. Among them, what made him the most happy and excited was the language of this strange "tribe."
Even though it seemed extremely difficult to learn, and even after half a month, he could only learn some simple words, this was undoubtedly the greatest gain for him.
Jie felt that as long as he could master more of the tribe's language, he would be closer to the tribe. This way, not only he, but his entire tribe would lead a better life.
"Creak!"
The door was gently opened, and Jie gradually walked out. Looking at the busy crowd, his tender face was full of smiles. A new day had arrived, and a better future was waving at him.
His right hand clenched into a fist as if he was encouraging himself, and his feet moved to the other side. He had been there countless times, and it was also where he looked forward to the most.
Studying, that's right, studying. He had to study even more seriously.
He took a step forward and soon arrived at the location in his memory. There were already many people here.
After the simple learning, he was arranged to go through a deeper level of reading with the other children of the tribe. This made him enjoy it and even learn more seriously.
Of course, this result was also Jiang Chen's doing.
This time, the people he brought were not all young adults. There were also the old, the weak, women, and children, but there were fewer of them. Jiang Chen couldn't ignore these children like the ancient emperors. Instead, he began to arrange for them to be literate.
After all, the accumulation of civilization ultimately depended on knowledge, and the birth of knowledge required culture, especially when civilization gradually moved toward the upper levels. Therefore, the rate of literacy was really not high.
In fact, it wasn't just these children. Even for the young adults, Jiang Chen arranged for them to study every day. He also arranged for some scholars to teach them to read and write. These people didn't need to have great literary achievements, but reading was a necessary path.
Although there were many people who had doubts about this, education was the duty of scholars and their duty. As for those who could read, it was even more meaningless. In this era, it was not the Chinese who were poisoned by the Manchu Dynasty. It was the people who were determined to improve. There was naturally no problem with reading. Even if it was difficult, no one chose to give up.
In this case, Jiang Chen's lesson was also carried out, but it was destined to take a long time to achieve results, especially in today's labor shortage.
However, it was much easier for adults and children. For example, now, the adults had begun to work hard, while the children had begun to study. Compared to the adults, they did not need to work like in the future, but they were definitely much more relaxed, resulting in more free time for them.
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(I just came back from learning driving in the morning!))
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