The blessing general who was poured on his head was fine, but the little guy was terrible, squeezing his eyes, crying with his toothless mouth open, and dancing from time to time with his tightly clenched little fists, which looked extremely arrogant.

A crying child has milk to eat, and this sentence is not false at all.

After crying for a while, the little guy was hugged into Bai Xuemei's arms, and she looked very clumsy and picked up her clothes and fed the little guy.

The soft food gagged his mouth, and the little one whined twice and then stopped talking, sucking while holding the white rice bowl with his hands.

Looking at the things that used to belong to him, but now being eaten like this by the little guy, Han Cheng couldn't help but sniffle.

Damn, sure enough, the children are vampires, and they have just been born, so they began to grab things for Lao Tzu to eat.

After eating for a while, the little guy stopped making trouble and fell asleep again, Han Chengcheng asked Bai Xuemei to put the little guy on the kang and let him sleep by himself.

The little one didn't sleep long before he started crying again.

The food entered his mouth again, which stopped his crying.

After eating for a while, Bai Xuemei tried to slowly put the little guy who was no longer noisy on the kang.

As soon as the hand left, the little one began to cry again.

Bai Xuemei was at a loss, and she didn't know what was wrong with this little guy, so she just cried.

Han Cheng held the soft little guy in his arms, shrugged it in a small area, and coaxed in a random whisper like "Ao~Ao~Wa sleepy~" in his mouth, but he couldn't coax it at all, and the more he coaxed, the more troublesome it became.

Bai Xuemei sat up straight in distress, took the little guy from Han Cheng's arms, and once again sacrificed the magic weapon of 'stop the trouble', and when the thing reached her mouth, the little guy stopped crying twice.

Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei's chest, then looked down at himself, and couldn't help but sniffle slightly.

Sure enough, being a mother with a baby always has an advantage over being a father with a baby.

However, Bai Xuemei's advantage is not obvious enough, the little guy ate for a while, and just left his mouth and started to make trouble again.

This little guy is so obsessed with jobs? Won't you leave your mouth? This is too overbearing, isn't it?

Han Cheng thought so in his heart.

After doing this twice and three times, Han Cheng saw the clues.

He took two steps to Bai Xuemei's side, looked at his son who was eating hard with his rice bowl, and after swallowing his saliva, he completely lifted Bai Xuemei's shirt.

Then he bent down and opened his mouth and began to eat with his son.

Bai Xuemei looked at the eldest and youngest father and son in her arms, and was a little stunned for a while, and wanted to laugh.

Of course, Han Cheng didn't watch his son eat to see if he was hungry, he also wanted to follow for a two, he did this for a purpose.

After a few puffs, Han Cheng discovered the crux of the problem.

It's not because the little guy likes to make trouble, but Bai Xuemei's two rice bowls don't have rice at all.

The little guy has eaten for so long that he hasn't eaten a mouthful of food, and the more he eats, the more hungry he becomes, of course he will cry.

After thinking about it, Han Cheng walked out of the room with the little guy in his arms.

There are many lactating women in the tribe, and it is easy to find a nurse to feed their children.

I had just walked a short distance when I saw the star sitting in the shade breastfeeding the child.

Borrowing milk is always a little embarrassing for a man to speak, especially a man like Han Cheng who came from a later life.

But look at the little guy crying in his arms, no matter how difficult it is to open his mouth, Han Cheng has to open it.

To a certain extent, the children in the tribe are raised together, and it is very common to feed the children they did not give birth to.

As soon as Han Cheng spoke, the star here had already smiled and picked up the crying little guy.

One put his arm around the other and began to feed the two little ones.

The little guy who has eaten an empty rice bowl for a long time, this time he finally met a bowl with rice, he was extremely greedy for food, and his little mouth was different.

The other one in Xing's arms is no longer eating, he is still eating.

After a while, the little guy finally stopped.

The little one, who was well fed and drunk, seemed very well-behaved, and stopped crying, staring at the sky with dark eyes.

Han Cheng went back with his son in his arms, and when he walked outside a short distance into the house, this guy was already asleep.

Seeing that the little guy slept quietly after eating and drinking, Bai Xuemei, who had been worried, was relieved.

However, she soon became uncomfortable again, because she had no milk and could not feed her own children.

Han Cheng has a vague understanding of this aspect, as if he is saying that people are different from others, and some people's milk will not come down until the child is born for a period of time.

In this process, the mother can be given more good food and lactation.

In my memory, hedgehog meat and loach cumin can promote milk, and hedgehogs are not easy to find at this time, but loaches are still relatively easy to get.

"It's okay, with Brother Cheng here, I will definitely let the milk come out."

Han Cheng saw that Bai Xuemei was very uncomfortable, so he patted his chest and made a guarantee.

Lying on the edge of the kang and watching his son for a while, Han Chengcheng went out to call on the minors in the tribe to dig earthworms and catch loaches.

Children are most interested in such activities, and now it is Han Cheng, the son of God, who is called, so why not?

In a short time, a group of chattering and excitement had already gathered, carrying two clay pot cards, and followed Han Cheng towards the river......

In the afternoon, I went to collect the card, and the harvest was full, half a pot of slippery loaches, and a few white eels and two yellow eels made people happy.

Compared to things like yellow eels, snakes, and pythons, white eels are actually more like legendary dragons, because they have small ears.

White eels are not very common in later generations, but there are many in this small river in front of the Qingque tribe, and the number is more than that of yellow eels.

And compared with the yellow eel, the meat of the white eel is more delicious.

Of course, this is not because the eels are more naughty, sometimes they will play 'eels let' and go to the wrong places.

After the loaches were processed, the soup was boiled, and after boiling, two bowls were served to Bai Xuemei, and the rest was distributed to the rest of the people who were still breastfeeding.

A few yellow eels and white eels were cut into pieces, fried in oil, and then entered the stomachs of Han Cheng and others.

After eating these and waiting for a while, Han Cheng and the others had dinner again, and it gradually got dark.

In the process, Han Cheng held his cub and asked other women in the tribe to breastfeed twice.

The little guy can eat and urinate, and you can't say anything more, because even if you do, people won't pay attention to you, and it's still your own way.

If you're in a good mood, go to bed obediently, and when you're in a bad mood, you have to coax when you open your mouth to cry.

This is the birth of a son, it is clearly the birth of an ancestor.

It's only been most of the past half a day, and Han Chengcheng has deeply realized the difficulty of his father.

At night, Bai Xuemei's milk still didn't come down, and looking at Bai Xuemei, who was a little worried, Han Cheng felt that it was time for him to make a big move......