I am a Primitive Man

Celebrating with a good meal is the best way to set off the atmosphere after staying away from repetition.

The means of celebration between two couples who haven't seen each other for a long time are much more grand and formal than these.

A good meal is not enough to express deep lovesickness and joy.

It takes two, three, or even more to express, before I can properly comfort the deep lovesickness and joy in my heart.

However, these meals between husband and wife are different from the regular meals.

Those regular meals are eaten to replenish physical strength, but these meals are eaten to consume physical strength.

It's easy to sweat profusely and sweat all over your body.

Not only is there no feeling of fullness, but it is also easy to make people feel hungry.

However, it can make people happy.

I'm afraid I'm already too tired, but I can still eat it up.

Huh~

Huh~

Han Cheng was panting heavily. Although he was exhausted from eating, he was in a very happy mood.

Ate four meals in a row!

I haven't eaten like this for a long time!

People who are full of food are generally not very talkative, and they are prone to sleepiness.

Just like Han Cheng.

Soon, he embraced Bai Xuemei, who also ate four full meals in a row, and fell asleep...

There was no movement in the room, and the night became completely quiet.

Listen carefully, and you can hear some worms lying in the grass or at the base of the wall singing softly.

In the sky, the stars are shining, and the night is as quiet and comfortable as Han Cheng's mood...

Han Cheng really ate four meals in a row last night.

Look at this point. After eating with my rice bowl for a while,

Han Cheng's youngest son, Xiao Huangdou, who was still hungry and crying, could tell.

Bai Xuemei hugged her little son here and fed it for a while. Seeing that the little boy was still hungry and crying, she could only carry the little boy out of the room and ask other women in the tribe to borrow some food to feed him. own children.

Han Cheng, who was woken up, looked at Bai Xuemei, who went out to find someone to borrow food, holding her hungry and crying little son, and couldn't help showing some embarrassment on her face.

He ate well last night and snatched his child's food without paying attention.

Seeing the little guy crying and aggrieved, Han Cheng couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Be careful after this...

After thinking in such a daze for a while, Han Cheng, who felt his body was hollowed out, still couldn't withstand the doze, and soon fell into a deep sleep again...

Zhuang and Heiwa are also a pair of hardworking people.

The two already have six children.

The big one was two or three years older than Little Pea, and the small one was about the same size as Little Soybean in Bai Xuemei's arms.

She was the child there, after understanding what Bai Xuemei meant, she showed a clear smile, and then turned the head of the child in her arms very skillfully, and put the little soybean in Bai Xuemei's arms I took it over.

One left and one right, one person, one rice bowl, began to feed.

Little Soybean, who couldn't eat enough and cried aggrievedly, felt that the food fed to him this time was finally not an empty bowl, and soon started to eat seriously, and stopped crying.

Seeing such a scene, Bai Xuemei, who was standing on one side, couldn't help smiling.

But I didn't feel any embarrassment.

After all, before Zhuang, he also borrowed food from her with the child in his arms...

After returning to the main tribe, Han Cheng became extremely relaxed.

This kind of relaxation is something that you can't experience when you are outside.

Maybe it's because there are witches, senior brothers, and many people I know well here, and this is the place where I have lived since I came here...

Han Cheng, who didn't wake up until the afternoon, lazily looked at the sunshine outside the window, thinking in his heart.

He didn't get up, just lying on the kang like this, looking out through the window lattice, quietly feeling the tranquility of the afternoon.

In the distance, the laughter of children came.

Along with it came the cries of the little lambs and deer who stayed at home.

Han Chengcheng lay here quietly, without thinking about anything, just staying like this quietly, extraordinarily comfortable.

After lying like this for a while, Han Cheng finally got up.

dad!

Not long after he walked out of the room, a little guy shouted loudly and rushed towards Han Cheng.

It was Xiao Xing'er with two braids.

After getting along yesterday and last night before going to bed, Xiao Xing'er no longer recognizes him as her father.

Han Cheng responded with a smile on his face, then bent down and reached out to hug him.

Rubbing his face on the pink face of the little padded jacket who was giggling happily, Han Cheng asked with a smile, Why don't you go in and find Dad? What are you doing here?

Mom said, Dad is so tired, let Dad sleep more, don't let us go in and quarrel with Dad...

Xiao Xing'er said in a childish voice.

Hearing what the little guy in his arms said, Han Cheng couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

For the thoughtfulness of the child's bride-in-law, but also for the well-behaved and sensible little daughter.

This is really my own intimate little padded jacket!

Then you just squatted here and waited for Dad?

Han Cheng pointed to the dog chasing the rabbit under the tree, and asked the little daughter in his arms with a smile.

When he came out just now, Xiao Xing'er was squatting there, holding a small stick in her hand, playing with dogs and rabbits.

When he saw himself, he ran over quickly.

Well, brother made this fun!

Xiao Xing'er nodded her head vigorously, then pointed to the dog chasing the rabbit under the shade of the tree and said this to Han Cheng, and then struggled hard.

Han Cheng saw what the younger daughter meant, so he let the younger daughter go down.

Dad, you play, it's fun!

Xiao Xing'er, who had landed on the ground, ran to the side where the dog was chasing the rabbit, picked up the small stick, and said this with her arms raised.

The whole person is full of anticipation and excitement.

Of course Han Cheng couldn't let his little daughter down.

He came here and knelt down, took the small stick from Xiao Xing'er's hand, and shook it at the little dog and rabbit.

The little dog chased the rabbit and turned immediately.

Seeing this, the little guy giggled happily, showing a few small white teeth.

Where did your brother go?

After playing with the little daughter here for a while, Han Cheng looked around and asked without seeing Xiao Wandou.

Xiao Xing'er heard the words and stretched out her hand to scratch her little head, thought for a while, then stretched out her finger and pointed in one direction.

over there.

Xiao Xing'er's milky voice sounded.

What are you doing there?

Han Cheng looked more curious.

Drawing~

Xiao Xing'er continued in a childish voice.

Han Cheng couldn't help being extremely surprised when he heard this.

This little guy usually kicked toads to death and killed monkeys, why did he change his temper now and become so polite?

Go, go see your brother.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand to touch his little daughter's head, and said so.

Hearing Han Cheng's words, Xiao Xing'er did not follow Han Cheng to leave immediately, but first picked up the dog and rabbit on the ground, and put it on the stone slab propped up at the door of the room.

Then he followed Han Cheng, pedaling towards the place where Little Pea was.

Shh~

When he was about to come to the place where Little Pea was, Han Cheng raised his finger and put it to his mouth, booing Xiao Xing'er like this.

Go slowly, don't make any noise, see what your brother is doing, and don't disturb him.

Xiao Xing'er nodded her head obediently, and the two braids on her head flicked accordingly.

Then the father and daughter came here lightly, one in front of the other.

Under a leafy apricot tree, there was a patch of shade.

In the shade, there is a stone table.

Beside the stone table, there are six stone benches.

On one of the stone benches sat a small person.

The little man was lying on the stone table, with his back facing here, with a pen in his hand, writing something seriously on the paper.

Beside the child, there is also a big black and white fur ball rolling.

Rolling around and playing there, it looks very nice.

The little man is very serious, even if there is such a cute guy by his side, constantly acting cute and coquettish, it still can't divert his attention.

Such a sight made Han Cheng very surprised.

When did this little guy change his temper?

It turned out that I really didn't play, but wrote something seriously here.

After being surprised, Han Cheng was even more curious about what the little guy was doing.

He carried Xiao Xing'er and came a little behind Xiao Wandou, and set his eyes on the paper in front of Xiao Wandou, wanting to see what Xiao Wandou was doing.

There are not words on the paper, but pictures.

Although it is not finished yet, some outlines can still be seen.

This is a panda.

Although the brushwork is immature, Han Cheng can still recognize it.

After watching here quietly for a while now, Han Cheng didn't make a sound to disturb, and quietly retreated back with Xiao Xing'er.

Go to the side, brush your teeth, wash your face, and find something to rest your stomach on the way.

After a while, Han Cheng brought Xiao Xing'er over again.

At this time, Little Pea had already put the pen in her hand aside.

Looking at the paper in front of him, he seemed a little distressed, and kept scratching his head with his hands.

After doing this for a while, he got up again and came to the side of Panda Tuantuan, raised his little foot, and kicked it a few times.

This can be regarded as a disaster for the fish in the pond.

Han Cheng came over and took a look at the painting in front of the little guy.

I can recognize the panda painted on it, but the panda looks a little too strange and abstract.

Son, why did you remember to draw?

Han Cheng asked Little Pea with a smile.

I, I want to draw my father. If I can't draw well, my mother said I should draw other things first. If I draw too much, I will be able to draw it. If I draw my father again, I will be able to draw it well.

Little Pea looked at Han Cheng and said this.

Why did you remember to draw me?

Looking at his son, Han Cheng asked strangely in his heart.

In the past, I didn't realize that this little guy was interested in painting?

You'll never come back, Dad, I can't even remember what you look like, I learned how to draw, draw you, Dad, and my mother, sister and I will look at you, and I won't forget what you look like.

Little Pea looked at Han Cheng and said this.

Hearing Xiaowandou's innocent words, Han Cheng's heart couldn't help but tremble, and a pang of guilt and sadness suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart and went straight to his forehead.

His nose was sour, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Emotions, at this moment, are really out of control.

Seeing Han Cheng like this, Xiao Xing'er and Xiao Wandou immediately became at a loss.

They had never seen their father cry.

In their impression, their father was so wise and omnipotent.

He can make delicious food for himself and others in different ways, and he can make all kinds of weird and fun things for himself.

As long as you ask your father about the problems you encounter, you can get a good solution.

Dad is so omnipotent!

Nothing beats him!

Now, the omnipotent father shed tears in front of his eyes.

This kind of thing really surprised Xiaowandou and Xiaoxing'er and felt overwhelmed.

It turned out that the omnipotent father would cry too.

It turned out that his father, who was always laughing and playing with him, and who seemed to be able to do anything, would also cry...

Dad, don't cry, don't cry...

Xiao Wandou said anxiously like this, and reached out to wipe the tears on Han Cheng's face.

Xiao Xing'er followed her elder brother's example and stretched out her chubby hands to wipe Han Cheng's tears.

Seeing how sensible this pair of children are, Han Cheng felt even more guilty in his heart.

Dad didn't cry, Dad was blinded by the sand.

Han Cheng, who was twitching from crying, squeezed out a smile, and said this to his two children.

Daddy just wipe his eyes.

He said, rubbing his eyes with his hands, trying to hold back the tears.

Now the game is over, the tall and powerful image of a father that I have always tried to maintain, is now about to collapse.

Han Cheng took the opportunity to wipe his tears in the name of rubbing his eyes, while thinking in his heart.

It can be said that the burden of being a father is also very heavy.

It's all the fault of this stinky boy, what's the point of being so sensational?

While trying to hold back tears, Han Cheng complained like this.

Thinking this way in his heart, he reached out and hugged the two little guys into his arms, and stood up holding one with one arm.

Rubbing his head on the heads of the two little guys full of affection, Han Cheng said to the two little guys, Go, daddy will cook something delicious for you!

What's delicious?

Seeing that Dad had returned to his previous appearance, and hearing that the food was delicious, the attention of the two snack foodies was immediately attracted away from Dad is crying.

A very, very delicious thing! I guarantee that you will want to eat it after eating it, and you will never forget it!

Han Cheng said with a smile.

Dad, what's the name of this thing?

Little pea is already drooling...

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