The autumn sun spreads down, leaking specks of light through the many verdant bamboo leaves.

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

The wooden box is lined with soft and golden fresh millet stalks, and there is some unwashed grain fragrance.

On the stalk of the millet lay some linen, on which lay a fat doll dressed in linen clothes and covered with linen sheets.

This doll is really fat, even if it is lying there, its face has become a duck pear shape because of too much fat, and it looks fat.

The arm that stretched out from under the burlap sheet, section by section, looked like a white lotus root that had just been dug out of the water and washed, and at the base of the chubby little finger were some chubby little puddles of flesh.

At this time, the two fingers of this chubby little hand were stuffed into the toothless mouth.

These two fingers are undoubtedly extremely delicious, otherwise the chubby little one would not have eaten so sweet and satisfied.

While the saliva was dripping, some smiles appeared on the face full of baby fat from time to time.

"Doodoo ......"

A head protruded abruptly above the baby, blocking the leaking bits of autumn sun.

Looking at his chubby son, Han Cheng couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and put them on the little guy's armpits, with a smile on his face, and some noises in his mouth to tease, starting the game that father and son often play.

The chubby pea squeezed her eyes and grinned toothlessly, revealing a smile that was even happier than Han Cheng's.

The little pea, who had just passed a hundred days, could already laugh out loud at this time, and was tickled by Han Cheng like this, his two arms began to wave wildly, and the linen sheet covered by his body was pulled aside.

Han Cheng's head was a little low, a little too close to the little guy, and within two strokes, he was picked up in the face by the little guy's hand full of saliva.

If it was someone else, after such a thing happened, Han Cheng would definitely wipe his face with disgust, and then stay away from this guy, maybe he would kick the other party's ass twice.

But with a small pea, everything is different. Not only did he not pull his face out of his son's clutches, but he moved closer to him so that he could hold on to him.

After a while, Han Cheng reached out and picked up the little pea from the cradle, first padd the diaper, and wrapped his hands around him in his arms.

Under Han Cheng's change of tricks to make delicious nourishment, Bai Xuemei's milk is very sufficient.

If the food is good, the little pea's body will be strong.

A child who is just 100 days old already has more than 15 catties, which is rare in primitive times, even in the Qingque tribe with plenty of food, when he is a hundred days old, there are not many people who can have the fat of a small pea.

The little guy who weighed more than fifteen pounds was held in his arms, like a stone egg.

Little Pea's neck was already hard, and he could straighten his head up for a while without Han Cheng holding it with his hands, but sometimes he couldn't control it and hit Han Cheng's chest headlong, leaving a piece of saliva.

Holding his son, babbling and babbling some words that aliens can't quite understand, the father and son communicate very happily.

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

This kind of happiness has diluted a lot of the dullness caused by Brother Cheng's departure from the tribe tomorrow......

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

The sound of the night, which was cooler and cooler, and the fireflies that flickered in the last few days, made the surroundings even more peaceful.

Well, no, in addition to the chirping of autumn insects, there are some other sounds faintly sounding in the night at this time.

Han Cheng's gasping and Bai Xuemei's kitten-like cry mixed together, playing a primitive movement.

Before a man goes out and after he returns from a long home, such music is generally indispensable.

When you leave, it is a send-off, and when you return, you are welcome.

In the past, when the generals went out on the expedition and triumphed, they would fire cannons for grand deeds or celebrations, such as the lyrics in the famous "Mu Guiying in Command", "The three cannons outside the gate ~, like ~ thunder and earthquake ~, Tianbo Fuli ......"

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

If it's really a three-shot cannon, I'm afraid I won't have to leave tomorrow.

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

"Damn! You kid is specifically against Lao Tzu! ”

Han Cheng waited for a while and saw that the little pea not only did not stop crying, but also cried even more fiercely, so he had to stop helplessly, wiped the sweat on his head, scolded hatefully, and let go of Bai Xuemei, who was shrunk into a small ball......

The next morning, the people of the Qingque tribe got up early in the morning, and the people of the trade team led by Yan and Mao took the deer out, and the things that had been packed in the last two days were also put on the deer one by one.

The rest of the people were basically already up, some doing things, some of them gathering around the crowd who were about to go out, talking a word or two from time to time.

The people gathered in the courtyard, while talking in a low voice, did the same action from time to time, that is, to look at the door where Miko lived.

"Squeak~"

The closed wooden door opened from the inside, and Miko, who was a little sluggish, appeared from inside.

Everyone who heard the movement looked up at the door one after another, such a scene, Rao is Han Cheng had already made some psychological preparations before coming out, and he was still a little embarrassed at this time.

Fortunately, his cheek has already been trained over the years, and he is forced to calmly meet everyone's gaze at the moment, and he walks steadily step by step.

"What are you doing here? Do whatever you have to do. ”

Han Cheng used this to hide his embarrassment.

After saying that, I went to wash up and eat.

Damn, giving birth to a child is really used to cheat the father!

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

The little cub didn't know what was wrong with him last night, and he started crying at the last minute, and he was the kind that needed to be coaxed for a while.

So much so that what could have been done in a short time dragged on until the second half of the night, and it was not finished, but it ended hastily.

That's it, after getting up tired, you have to meet the strange eyes of the whole tribe.

If you do do something, forget it, the point is that things are not what everyone imagined, and there is no way to explain it.

This dumb person suffers, don't mention the depression in Han Cheng's heart.

It's also a shame that this is his own son, if it's the side, I'm afraid that he will be thrown out of the house by Han Cheng through the window last night.

"Let's go!"

After hurriedly washing up, Han Cheng, who had eaten, shouted in high spirits, left the tribe with the people, and began to head towards the copper mountain of the Teng Snake Tribe.

After walking a few steps and turning around to look at Bai Xuemei, who was standing not far away with a little pea in her arms, although she wanted to beat up the little guy who was pit daddy, but she was still a little reluctant to leave at this time.

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

Sometimes that's the case, you can't have it both ways.

Even if you want to stay with your parents, wives and children, and stay with them for a family reunion, you can only harden your heart and turn back to a very far place step by step.

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

Han Cheng's current situation is nothing compared to the many people who left home to work far away in later generations, and he is still so reluctant in his heart, and the people who work thousands of miles or thousands of miles away in the later generations, and can only stay at home and reunite with their families in just a few days during the Chinese New Year, let alone what it feels like in their hearts.

(The second chapter is delivered.,It's a little late.,Sorry.,The third chapter starts right away.,It should be able to come out before twelve o'clock.,Book friends, go to bed early.,Get up tomorrow morning to read)

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