I am a Primitive Man

The autumn sun spread down, leaking spots of light through many emerald green bamboo leaves.

Under the bamboo shadow, next to the granite stone mill, there is a wooden shelf, and a wooden box is hung on the shelf.

There are soft and golden fresh millet stalks laid in the wooden box, and there is also some fragrance of grain that has not dissipated.

Some sackcloth was spread on the millet pole, and on the sackcloth lay a fat doll wearing sackcloth clothes and covered with a sackcloth sheet.

This doll is really fat, even if it is lying there, its face has turned into a pear shape because of the excess fat, making it look chubby.

The arm protruding from under the sackcloth sheet, section by section, looks like a tender white lotus root that has just been dug out of the water and washed, and there are some chubby little meat pits at the base of the fat little fingers.

At this moment, the two fingers of the fat little hand were stuffed in the toothless mouth.

These two fingers are undoubtedly extremely delicious, otherwise the fat little guy would not be so sweet and satisfying to eat.

While drooling, there were smiles on the face full of baby fat from time to time.

Beep beep...

A head protruded abruptly, appearing above the baby, blocking the little bit of Qiuyang that leaked down.

Looking at the chubby son, Han Cheng couldn't help stretching out his finger and put it on the little guy's armpit, with a smile on his face, making some noises in his mouth to tease him, and started the usual game between father and son.

The chubby Pea squinted her eyes, grinned her toothless mouth, and showed a happier smile than Han Cheng.

Little Pea, who had just turned 100 days old, was already able to laugh out loud at this moment. Being tickled by Han Cheng like this, his two arms began to wave wildly, and the linen sheet covering his body was pulled aside.

Han Cheng's head was lowered a little, and he was a little too close to the little guy, and he was picked on the face by the little guy's drool-filled hands within two strokes.

If it was someone else, after such a thing happened, Han Cheng would definitely wipe his face in distaste, and then stay away from this guy, maybe even kick him on the other's ass.

But if you switch to Little Peas, everything will be different. Not only did he not pull his face out of his son's claws, but he even moved closer so that his son could hold it comfortably.

After playing this kind of game for a while, Han Cheng stretched out his hand to pick up Little Pea from the cradle, put the diaper on first, and wrapped his arms around him in his arms.

Under the nourishment of Han Cheng's delicious food, Bai Xuemei's milk is full.

If the food is good, Little Pea's body will be strong.

A hundred-day-old child already weighed more than fifteen catties, which was rare in primitive times. Even in the Qingque tribe with sufficient food, there were not many people who could have the body fat of a small pea at a hundred days old.

The little guy weighing more than fifteen pounds was hugged in his arms, like a stone egg.

Xiao Wandou's neck was already stiff, and she could straighten her head for a while without Han Cheng's hand, but sometimes she couldn't control it and hit Han Cheng's chest with her head, leaving a spit of saliva.

Holding the son in his mouth, he babbled and said some words that aliens could not understand, and the father and son communicated very happily.

Not far away, after adding mulberry leaves to the autumn silkworms, Bai Xuemei, who was holding a bamboo basket, looked over here. Looking at this scene, she felt extraordinarily peaceful and happy in her heart.

This kind of happiness will dilute the dullness caused by Brother Cheng leaving the tribe tomorrow...

As night fell, the busy and lively Qingque tribe fell into silence, only the autumn insects chirping at night.

This sound, coupled with the gradually cooling night, and the cold light flickering fireflies in the last few days, made the surroundings even more peaceful.

Uh, no, besides the chirping of autumn insects, there are some other sounds faintly resounding in the night.

Han Cheng's panting mixed with Bai Xuemei's kitten-like cry, playing the original movement.

Before a man travels far away, and after returning from a long trip, such a movement is generally indispensable.

When you leave, you see off, and when you return, you welcome.

In the past, generals would fire cannons for grand marches or celebrations when they set out on expeditions and triumphant return, such as the libretto in the famous Mu Guiying in Command, The three cannons outside the Yuanmen~ are like~ Lei Zhen~, in Tianbo Mansion... '

Han Cheng is not a general now, so naturally he can't use three shots to make a strong move. For him, one or two shots is enough.

If it's really for the Three Sounds of Cannon, I'm afraid I won't have to leave tomorrow.

Zhuang Xing's voice was a little too loud, and soon there was another sound in the quiet night-the cry of a child.

Damn it! You kid is just trying to fight against me!

Han Cheng waited for a while and saw that Little Peas not only did not stop crying, but cried even more fiercely, so he had no choice but to stop, wiped the sweat from his head, cursed bitterly, let go and shrank into a small The group's Bai Xuemei...

The next morning, people from the Qingque Tribe got up early, and members of the trade team headed by Shang and Mao brought the deer out, and put all the things they had packed in the past two days on the deer one by one. body.

The rest of the people are basically up, some are doing something, some people are around the people who are about to go out, talking a word or two from time to time.

The people gathered in the courtyard, while lowering their voices to talk, made the same movement from time to time, that is, looked towards the door where the Son of God lived.

Squeak~

The closed wooden door was opened from the inside, and the spirited Son of God appeared from inside.

Everyone who heard the movement raised their heads and looked towards the door. Rao Han Cheng had already made some psychological preparations before he came out, so he was still a little ashamed at the moment.

Fortunately, his face has been cultivated over the years, and now he is forced to calmly meet everyone's gaze and walk steadily step by step.

What are you doing here? Just do whatever you need to do.

Han Cheng used this to hide his embarrassment.

After finishing speaking, I took advantage of the opportunity to wash and eat.

Damn, giving birth to a child is really for cheating father!

Han Cheng, who avoided everyone's eyes, cursed angrily in his heart while washing his face with cold water.

The kid didn't know what's wrong with him last night, he started crying when it came to a critical moment, and it was so loud that he needed to be coaxed for a long time.

As a result, things that could have been completed in a short period of time have been dragged on until the middle of the night, and they haven't fully enjoyed themselves, they just ended hastily.

That's all, after getting up tired, he still has to meet the strange eyes of the whole tribe.

It's fine if you really do something, the key is that things are different from everyone's imagination, and there is no way to explain this thing.

The dumb is at a disadvantage, let alone the depression in Han Cheng's heart.

Fortunately, this is his own son. If it was someone else, he would have been thrown out of the house by Han Cheng through the window last night.

Set off!

After hastily washing and eating, Han Cheng cheered up and yelled. He left the tribe with his people and started heading towards Tongshan where the Tengshe tribe was.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and looked at Bai Xuemei, who was standing not far away, holding Little Pea in her arms. Although she really wanted to beat up the cheating little guy, but she was still a little bit reluctant to leave at this time.

Han Cheng resisted the urge to go back and hug this brat again, shook his hand at their mother and son and the older Wu not far away, turned around and continued walking towards the distance.

That's the way it is sometimes, things don't always have the best of both worlds.

Even if you want to stay with your parents, wife and children, and stay with them forever and have a family reunion, due to the reality, you can only harden your heart and head back to an extremely distant place.

Because staying at home, there is no way to support the family...

Han Cheng's current situation is nothing compared to the many people who left home to work in distant places in later generations. Even though he is so sad in his heart, the later generations who work thousands of miles or thousands of miles away only have a few days during the Chinese New Year. For those who can only stay at home to reunite with their families, let alone how they feel in their hearts.

(Chapter 2 has been delivered, it’s a bit late, sorry, chapter 3 will start editing soon, and it should be out before twelve o’clock, book friends, go to bed early, get up and read it tomorrow morning)

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