I am a Primitive Man

　　 The glove is weird, because it is not so much a glove, it is a small rectangular pocket made of leather, and there is no separate thumb.

　　 But Han Cheng was already very happy. He couldn't wait to open the opening of the pocket-like glove and put his right hand in it.

　　 The furry and smooth rabbit skin wrapped the whole hand, and a warmth had passed from above to the hand, as if the whole hand was rubbed by something soft and beautiful.

　　Yes, you read that right. The gloves made by Han Cheng have the fur on the inside and the leather on the outside.

　　 It’s not necessary to be beautiful and unsightly. The first requirement for him to make gloves is warmth, and all the rest have to stand aside.

As for the fact that the skin does not save and the hair will be attached, there is no need to think about it. His tribe lacks everything, but there is no lack of skins. It is far from those old sheepskin jackets that are going to be worn for a lifetime. To the next generation of ancients imaginable.

　　 Seeing Han Cheng's movements and the joy on his face, Wu seemed to understand something.

　　 Seeing Wu Wu was watching him, Han Cheng took off his gloves, motioned Wu to stretch out his hand, and then brought Wu to him.

　　 When Han Cheng put his gloves on, Wu's hands seemed a little stiff, obviously he was very strange to this weird thing.

After the gloves were put on his hands, the witch's expression moved. He felt the warmth, while gently shaking up and down, left and right, this weird thing was firmly wrapped around his hands, unlike the previous beast with a rope. The skin is wrapped in the hands, it will disperse if you are not paying attention, and it will make your hands uncomfortable.

　　Witch felt the warmth, and his eyes brightened because he remembered that every year in the tribe, many people in the tribe had their hands full of red, swollen, ulcerated and cracked hands.

　　 If everyone gets two of these things, takes out their hands when they are working, and puts them in when they are not working, how much less will the people in the tribe suffer?

　　If you raise your hands well, you can improve your efficiency a lot whether you are hunting or doing other things.

　　 "Is this, God?"

　　 The quiet Wu with bright eyes pointed at the sky, then turned around and pointed to the totem pole in the hole, and then moved the glove in his hand in front of Han Cheng, looking at Han Cheng with expectation and excitement.

　　 Seeing the witch look like this, Han Cheng couldn’t brush off the witch’s will, and immediately nodded and said: "Yes, God."

　　 The piety on Wu's face is one more point: "This?"

　　 He asked, raising the glove in his hand.

　　 Han Cheng looked at it for a while before realizing that Wu was asking the glove's name.

　　 This makes Han difficult, because in the witch tribe, there is no such word as gloves.

　　 Han Cheng racked his brains and did not come up with a suitable word with a similar meaning to tell Wu that this is a glove.

　　 Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind. Since the word glove is not in the tribe, can't he create it by himself?

Isn’t 　　 that the vocabulary increases every day?

"gloves."

　　 Han Cheng spoke straight-forward Mandarin.

　　 Witch's face was puzzled. Obviously he didn't understand what the word ‘glove’ meant, because he had never touched such weird words.

　　 Han Cheng is as tireless as he was when he was taught to speak the language of the tribe.

　　 He stretched his finger to the glove and said again: "This is the glove."

　　The first two characters are spoken in the language of the tribe, and the latter is spoken in Mandarin.

"gloves?"

　　 Wu repeated Han Cheng’s words, his voice seemed very lame and jerky.

　　Han Cheng was overwhelmed by the familiar pronunciation that he heard for the first time after coming from him.

　　 People are emotional animals. There are a lot of things. It's not that you can forget it if you don't. It's just that you can't think about it because of various reasons.

"gloves."

　　 Han Cheng suppressed the surging in his heart, pointed to the glove in Witch's hand and repeated it again, his pronunciation was extremely serious, and he was more concerned than when he took the Putonghua test.

"gloves."

　　 Wu repeated.

　　 After three or four repetitions, Wu had already said it decently.

　　 The witch wanted to return the gloves to Han Cheng, but Han Cheng didn’t want it. When he was older, he was more afraid of the cold, and he had a life-saving grace for him. Such things really need to be given to Wu first.

　　 Listening to Wu walking with his gloves in his hands, he repeated the "gloves" from time to time, and Han Cheng's face showed a smile.

　　 Because I had a successful production experience, I spent a lot less time making the second one.

　　 When Han Cheng took the second glove to look for Wu, he found that Wu Zheng was placing the glove in front of the stone table in front of the totem pole, and he muttered heartfelt thanks for the gift from the gods.

　　 In the past, Han Cheng couldn't understand what the witch said when praying, but today is different, because in the vague words of witch, there will be a round "glove" from time to time.

　　 This makes Han Cheng quite happy that a prank has succeeded.

　　 Han Cheng waited here for a while, and after Wu thanked the gods, he brought both gloves to Wu. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm

The witch brought this novel and warm thing with a smile from his heart. He wobbled his gloves back and forth, looking curiously. At this moment, the witch is not like a wise man in the tribe, but a full of innocence. Childlike children.

　　 When Han Cheng saw Witch’s hands hung down naturally, the gloves would fall unconsciously, and he knew that the gloves were not very suitable.

　　 When he told Wu that he needed to improve his gloves to make them more comfortable, Wu Lian, who understood Han Cheng's meaning, shook his head, saying that he was very comfortable now.

However, when Han Cheng took the glove and smashed a few holes again, narrowed the opening of the glove, and put it on Wu again, he found that even if he dropped his hand down, he didn’t need to deliberately grab the rabbit fur from the inside. After it fell off, Wu smiled happier.

　　 Han Cheng went out, and then made gloves for himself. Wu, after wearing them for a while, took off the gloves, carefully placed them on the stone, and then picked up the stone pen to start his creation.

　　 He has to hurry up, because now he needs to record a lot of things. Yesterday’s ice-breaking and fish-picking just recorded the beginning, and this gave rise to a glove that is of great benefit to the tribe.

　　 are all extremely useful things for the development of the tribe, how can it be done without recording it?

　　 But when he wrote that his fingers were frozen and stiff, Wu no longer relied on his mouth to warm as before, but put on his gloves carefully and holy.

The 　　 tribe got a big harvest today! As everyone worked tirelessly, three or four hundred more fish appeared in the cave before evening!

　　 There are so many fish piled in there, it makes people feel calm to watch.

　　 But a new problem emerged, that is, because of long-term fishing in the ice and snow, many people's hands and feet have been frostbited!