Longevity: Beginning from Becoming a Clan Leader

The 30th day of the twelfth lunar month.

New Year's Eve.

Although it is another world, there are similar festivals.

Perhaps this is the similar flower in the vast world.

Here, New Year's Eve and New Year have similar but different meanings.

Legend has it that in ancient times, a beast named Nian was one of the kings of beasts, leading many Nian beasts to wreak havoc on the world.

They are generally powerful, can float in the air, have sharp claws and teeth that can dig through rocks, and can even spit flames, melt gold and iron, and like meat.

At that time, humans were the most cost-effective meat, with average strength, rich flesh and blood, and full of spirituality, making them an excellent tonic.

It was in this situation that a human discovered their weakness.

Fear of fire and thunder.

Torch dance appeared from this.

In later generations, fireworks and firecrackers were also born from this.

Of course, this is just one version, and there are other versions that say that it was solved by the emergence of warriors.

"It's all untraceable. It's just a legend. The more it spreads, the more there are. Who knows which one is true or false? If you ask me, maybe the Nian beast is a wild beast that was later developed and eaten by people. It's just an ordinary wild beast. Isn't this also a theory?"

The uncle sat under the lush locust tree, holding two young children and talking to the children with a smile.

These children are generally about five or six years old, seven or eight years old, wearing jackets and carrying small stools to listen to the uncle's story.

"Uncle, no, no, you said it was a strange beast. My parents said before that strange beasts really exist and the clan leader has killed strange beasts!"

"So, the Nian beast must exist. It is very likely that it was killed by a more powerful warrior, just like our clan leader!"

A child with a pigtail and a red dot on his forehead, who looked quite smart, said loudly.

In his words, he admired the word "clan leader".

The uncle laughed even more happily, "Hey, Chen Tang, you are a clever little guy, yes, yes, you are right, then I will ask you a question, if the Nian Beast really appears, what will you do?"

When this question was asked, all the children looked at each other.

It was still that child who first raised his hand and said, "Defeat the Nian Beast and protect the tribe!"

Looking at the child with a little surprise.

Someone started, and the children gave a variety of answers.

Some said that they should practice martial arts hard, become a strong man like the tribe leader, and lead the tribe to kill the enemy.

Some said that they should set traps to kill the Nian Beast.

Some said that they would follow everyone to protect the tribe.

Some said that they would scare it to death with fireworks.

Some said that they could run away with everyone...

There are all kinds of reliable and outrageous answers.

"I think I still have to study and become a big official." A child who looked thin and weak and had not spoken a word suddenly spoke.

"Chen Ping, what are you talking about? Being an official? What's so good about those dog officials..."

Due to the bad impression of officials among the people, the children also formed a simple idea that all officials are dog officials.

What?

The clan leader is also an official?

It's hard to explain to you that military officers are not officials, understand? Anyway, they are not dog officials!

This is what the children think.

So much so that when a group of children over eight years old choose to study literature or martial arts, more than 70% of them choose martial arts.

"Hmph, if I become an official, I can let others fight the Nian beast, and no one in our clan will die, you bunch of reckless men!"

Chen Ping's face showed a different arrogance from the previous silence.

"..."

Hearing Chen Ping's answer, a group of little brats were stunned. They never thought there would be such an answer.

The uncle also secretly observed these children, and couldn't help nodding, secretly saying that they were smart.

As the saying goes, you can tell a child's future at the age of three, and you can tell his old age at the age of seven.

For many things, signs have already appeared when they were young.

At this time, most of the children who found that they could not argue with Chen Ping decided to use the volume of their voices to suppress the other party under the leadership of Chen Tang, and there were also children who studied literature behind Chen Ping who glared at him.

"Wu! Wu! Wu!"

"Wen! It's Wen!"

"..."

Neither side took action, but the volume of voices became louder and louder, and in the end, there was only meaningless shouting.

"Okay, okay, I won't let you eat candy if you continue like this."

The voice stopped immediately.

Although they are much richer now, it is still difficult for children to eat candy.

Sweet and delicious candy, no child can resist this thing.

"It's almost time, children over eight years old who should go to the school to collect things should go quickly, and the rest should go and play, don't go back to disturb your parents."

Because it is New Year's Eve, the adults naturally have a lot of things to do. As for the school, it is a welfare given by the clan to those children who study hard in the school, and the school only distributes it today.

"Ah?"

"I don't want to copy books, why do I need to get pens and books..."

"I don't want to stand still either, it hurts, what medicine do I need..."

Well, some of the children's benefits may not be very popular.

In the end, the children ran away dejectedly.

The school was built at the east end of Chenjiazhuang, where the place is spacious and easy to get sunshine.

The area is not too large, but not too small, it is more than enough to accommodate dozens of little radishes, and there is no problem with hundreds of people.

When they stepped into the school, Chen Ping and Chen Tang looked at each other and snorted at each other.

"What are you standing there for! Don't you dare to come in quickly?!"

The person who spoke was my great-uncle's friend, an old scholar in his fifties, who was very serious.

The two little brats immediately ran over in a panic.

…

Under the big locust tree.

Chen Nuo appeared silently and helped the old man walk home.

Yes.

It was Chen Nuo's family.

"Ah Nuo, the children in the clan were delayed by us before." The old man said with a sigh.

"Fortunately, it's not too late. Chen Ping and Chen Tang's generation is still okay."

Chen Nuo nodded with a smile beside him.

"This is natural. Learning literature and martial arts, the younger generations will always improve. No matter what, they will definitely be better than our generation."

Just now in his eyes.

Chen Ping, Chen Tang, and a few children who were supposed to provide only a few life points, the point floating on their heads seemed a little blurry, with signs of transformation to 2.

Obviously, their potential has increased.

Compared with adults, children's future is easier to change.

"Yes, people have to learn, otherwise they won't have a future."

"But they have to be taught morals, and they must not be ungrateful." The old man suddenly added, as if he remembered someone.

Chen Nuo knew who the old man was talking about.

"Uncle, slow down."

"..."

The sun was rising, and even though it was covered with snow, everything was full of vitality.

...

New Year's Eve.

Chen Nuo's house.

Uncle, his family, Chen Nuo's family, uncle and his unfilial grandson.

Everyone gathered here.

Pork dumplings, kiln chicken, vinegar fish, crystal pork elbow, meat swallow, old duck soup, stewed vegetables, fried meatballs, roasted tofu...

Osmanthus cake, candied fruit, maltose...

At the end of the year.

Bang bang bang!

Above the endless night sky, huge flowers suddenly bloomed, bringing expectations for the new year.

Hundreds of burning fire dragons held candles, and seven-colored phoenixes spit flowers.