Chapter 1262: Standing Tall

"Chengqie? What Chengqie! Don't know him, don't know him!"

The expressions of Chengqie and the others turned sour; how could their own tribespeople not even recognize him? The Leaders were also a bit flustered, so they had to rush to explain: "Oh, it's our Tribal Chief Baoxi's son, Leader Chengqie!"

Only then did that little brat put down his Spear. Although this thing posed not the slightest threat to that group of strong, sturdy men, it was still a matter of face; a Leader being threatened by a child under his own command—where could one even go to reason about that?

"So it's Leader Chengqie!" the little brat said with feigned maturity: "But we are people of Huaxia now. We are managed by the Leaders of Huaxia, not by the Leaders of the Suiren Clan anymore."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression became a bit off. The official responsible for leading the way, however, was secretly delighted; it seemed their propaganda, education, and assimilation were very, very successful. Since even the children thought this way, the adults likely felt much the same.

Because children of this age are different from those in their teens; children of a few years old do not have such a strong sense of self-awareness. They basically believe whatever their parents say. Only when they reach their teens, develop self-awareness, and begin to rebel against authority, is it possible for them to have completely different thoughts from their parents.

Therefore, the thoughts of these children are the thoughts of the adults. And the adults here have basically already identified with their Huaxia status. After all, looking at those houses behind them, although they are earth-and-wood structures, they are tall and large, and they even have Tiles. How could the houses of the Suiren Clan compare? Not to mention that they no longer have to worry about not having enough to eat.

But this Huaxia official reacted very quickly and immediately said: "Little one, Leader Chengqie is a Leader of our Huaxia, and he is also a Huaxia person. You must listen to him too."

Once the child heard that he was a Huaxia official, he immediately became obedient, stood straight in a very well-behaved manner, and was no longer so fierce.

Seeing this, how could Chengqie still be angry? Moreover, he should now integrate his own role into this side of Huaxia; he should let his soul and the depths of his heart believe at all times that he is a Huaxia person.

Just a moment ago, he had again thought of himself as Chengqie of the Suiren Clan. A single sentence from a child had actually made him angry; this was absolutely not allowed.

He kindly squatted down and, using the experience and skills he had learned at school while being classmates with a group of children who were not his peers at all, said to the child: "The young man is very brave, very good! You will surely be a warrior in the future!"

"Where are your parents? Where are all those adults?"

Once the little brat heard that he was called a young man and was praised, he suddenly felt different. He was very excited and pointed into the distance, saying: "They are building a road!"

Other children also pointed in the same direction one after another. Chengqie stood up and said: "Let's go, let's go see together what our tribespeople are like!"

However, he still had doubts and asked the official leading the way: "Isn't the road already built? Why do they still need to build it, and why are they building it themselves?"

The official hurriedly explained: "Ah, this, they are building the road leading to the fields. Right now, only the road connecting this place to the outside has been built. But if they want to go to the fields to work and want carts to be able to enter, they still have to build roads."

"And it's not just about building roads. Now that the fields have been distributed, they have to open up the field ridges themselves so that they can separate their respective lands. Otherwise, it will be troublesome when no one can tell whose is whose. Furthermore, after separating them, if they want to grow Rice, they need to irrigate, which requires these water channels and such, so they all have to do it themselves."

Listening to the official's explanation, everyone gained some understanding of the lives of the tribespeople here and began to look forward to seeing how their own people were working.

Led by the children, they first arrived at the residential area. Chengqie and the Leaders naturally started by poking at the walls and such to see if these houses were sturdy. Although they could not compare to Huaxia City or even those towns, they were really much better than those of the Suiren Clan.

That official, not acting like an outsider at all, casually pushed open the door of a family's home. After searching for a moment, he pointed to the large vat on the ground and said: "Look, we now give the Residents here grain on a regular basis. It is given into the hands of every single person, so they don't have to worry about going hungry."

Looking at the grain that still occupied almost half of the large vat, those Leaders felt a deep sense of frustration. Because they themselves had never been able to achieve such a mission and goal in the Suiren Clan; the Suiren Clan's own people could never have such treatment. But once they arrived in Huaxia, everyone was suddenly able to eat their fill.

Without further ado, they still wanted to see with their own eyes what everyone's current state was like, so they went to the place where everyone was working without stopping.

Because there were nearly thirty thousand people, they were all separated into different places, similar to Villages, with mountains or gullies separating them.

Doing this was not to create barriers between them, but simply for the convenience of management and planning. It was also to ensure that everyone had land to farm and did not need to go too far to do so. Walking half a day to farm a piece of poor land clearly did not fit their interests.

Only divisions like those between provinces should be strange; this is the only way to prevent certain entrepreneurial groups from causing trouble to the greatest extent. Only a country like America, which does not have a very long history, would use straight lines to divide states, just like cutting a cake.

Everyone was in groups of a few people, with some digging soil and others transporting it, with a clear division of labor.

Someone, not knowing who, suddenly shouted: "Leader Chengqie is here!"

Everyone hurriedly put down their tools, looked at Chengqie, and then swarmed over in a flock.

Although they had never been bullied or wronged since arriving here, those Leaders had all disappeared, and everyone was in a state of having no leader. Everyone still felt uneasy in their hearts because no one was there to back them up.

Now, never expecting to see Chengqie here, this was a complete and pleasant surprise. Even though many of them had no feelings for Chengqie at all and felt that Chengqie's way of doing things was not that good, he was a Leader after all, and from the Suiren Clan. Seeing him come to visit them gave them a backbone, and they felt their spines were straighter.