This small linen parcel had been made before.

As there were more and more sackcloth in the tribe, people began to take the initiative to develop the use of linen without too much guidance from Han Cheng.

Layering some linen cloth on top of each other to make small swaddling clothes for newborn babies is one of them.

Of course, it is only used when it is hot, and it will be wrapped in leather when it is cold.

Compared with the swaddling clothes used to wrap children in the tribe, Han Cheng's swaddling clothes used to wrap his own children are more sophisticated.

The fabrics used are all hand-woven by Bai Xuemei, and all of them have been beaten more than once with a mallet, making it very soft.

After washing and wrapping it again, the little one looks much more pleasing to the eye.

I didn't cry anymore, I kept my dark eyes open, and I didn't know what to see.

The little guy's eyes look very good, which is very much with Bai Xuemei.

Han Cheng handed the wrapped little guy to Ruhua who was standing on the side, and asked her to hold it first, and Han Cheng began to wash Bai Xuemei with the clean water brought by others.

Han Cheng tried to slowly pull the placenta with his hands, and found that the placenta had fallen off, so he slowly pulled it out.

Han Cheng asked people to shovel with a bone shovel, get it on the outside manure pile and bury it deep into it, and make manure.

Han Cheng didn't have the desire to eat this thing.

After doing a simple cleaning of Bai Xuemei, she changed into clean clothes and pants.

The benefits of natural childbirth, as well as the physical strength of primitive people, were reflected at this time.

With Han Cheng's support, Bai Xuemei slowly stood up from the ground.

Many people don't like children very much before they have children, but once they have children, they immediately become different.

Bai Xuemei, who already likes children, after giving birth to a child, her mother's brilliance is even more powerful.

Regardless of his weakness, he stretched out his arms to hug the little one.

Han Cheng thought about it, and took the little guy from Ruhua Huailai and let Bai Xuemei hug him.

After a while, the little guy was already asleep, looking at the little guy who was not very good-looking, Sister Bai Xue grinned.

Huo Er on the side saw that she was really uncomfortable holding the child, so he stepped forward to guide how to hold the soft child.

The summer toilet is not a place to stay for a long time, and the smell inside is really enough.

After taking care of the necessary things, Han Chengcheng and Ruhua slowly walked towards the room with Bai Xuemei in their arms.

The little guy is held by Bai Xuemei herself.

Originally, Han Cheng didn't want Bai Xuemei to take this away, but Bai Xuemei was reluctant to let go.

Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei carefully and felt that her condition was really good, so he didn't force it.

The group slowly came to the house where Han Cheng lived, and Wu, who had already returned from the quarry, stood at the door and stretched out his hand to open the curtain and let Han Cheng and the others in.

The curtain was made of linen cloth sent by the Fire Tribe, and a bamboo pole was placed on the top and bottom.

The bamboo poles on the top are light, and the bamboo poles on the bottom are heavier, so that the linen cloth can be stretched out and the entire doorway can be covered by hanging it on the door frame.

The windows are also treated with the same materials and similar techniques.

In this way, the room can be ventilated in the summer without being disturbed by mosquitoes.

The cloth sent by the Fire Tribe is not of very good quality, and it is still very good to use it for screens and curtains.

When he came to the room, Han Cheng did not let Bai Xuemei sit directly on the kang, but first removed the big bamboo mat on the kang, and spread a layer of linen cloth on the straw mat under the bamboo mat before letting Bai Xuemei go on the kang.

The bamboo mat was made a year ago by the first carpenter of the Qingque tribe, Jia Mi Craftsman, under the instruction of Han Cheng.

The materials used are bamboo and thin hemp rope.

Of course, the workmanship is relatively rough, and a piece of bamboo mat can withstand several in later generations, and the right one is not very neat, but it is undeniable that this is indeed a bamboo mat.

There are not many such bamboo mats in the tribe, as long as no more than ten people such as Han Cheng, Wu, and Senior Brother sleep on the kang.

It's not that Han Cheng and the others deliberately highlight their identities in this way, but that the bamboo mat is labor-intensive and time-consuming to make, and they can't make much for a while.

However, in the summer, the characteristics of the bamboo mat are highlighted.

With these characteristics, over time, the number of bamboo mats in the tribe will gradually increase.

Han Cheng removed the bamboo mat because the bamboo mat was relatively cold, and the body of the person who had just given birth was more delicate, so he had to pay more attention to it.

Although the primitive person's body is relatively strong, Han Cheng still did it, otherwise Bai Xuemei would have something wrong because of this, and there would be something regrettable.

The little guy was also picked up by Han Cheng and placed on the kang, and Bai Xuemei was not allowed to hug it again.

The newborn baby can't be hugged all the time, if he is used to being held, he just wants to let people hold it, and he cries when he puts it on the kang, so the adult can be busy.

After settling the mother and son, and greeting the rest of them with a smile, Han Cheng got up and left the room, all the way to the cave that served as a kitchen.

Add some water to a smaller stove, close the lid and start lighting the fire.

After the water boiled, Han Cheng walked to the side and found three eggs in the jar.

The three eggs are one large and two are small, the small one is the egg, and the big one is the wild goose egg.

One wild goose egg is almost as good as three eggs.

In the crisp sound of "pop pop ......", the three eggs were skillfully beaten into the pot by Han Cheng.

Then he turned and added some wood to the stove, and after waiting for a while, when he saw that the eggs had changed color and solidified, he gently scooped them up with a vegetable spatula made of hardwood, so that they would not touch the bottom of the pot.

After boiling for a while, gently press on the eggs with a wooden spatula, and when you see that it is ready, you will bring out the eggs with the soup.

It's a little cool, put some honey in it, and a bowl of nutritious poached eggs is fine.

A woman who has just given birth can eat a poached egg with honey at every meal for three days after giving birth, which is a rule set by Han Cheng.

As the maker of the rules, Han Cheng naturally didn't have to abide by this rule too much, after all, he had the greatest privilege in the tribe.

So he beat Bai Xuemei three eggs at once, one of which was a wild goose egg with enough weight.

Han Cheng did such a thing with peace of mind.

In life, we can't pursue absolute fairness everywhere, in fact, absolute fairness is the biggest injustice.

How much work to do, how much to eat, this is fair, otherwise I have worked hard to do a lot of things, and the standard of living and treatment are exactly the same as those who make soy sauce, which makes people angry when they think about it.

Primitive people did not have much resistance to sweets ... Belch... It's as if they don't have any resistance to anything that tastes good.

A bowl of poached eggs was served, and it didn't take much effort for Bai Xuemei to eat it cleanly, without even leaving a little soup.

As soon as Bai Xuemei, the mother was served, the little guy over there was already urinating.

Fortunately, Han Cheng had the foresight, and after putting the little guy on the kang, he loosened the swaddling clothes on his body and covered it with a thin linen sheet, leaving the little finch exposed.

When the little guy pees, it is enough to make Han Cheng, a father, embarrassed.

Lying on the kang without moving, a crystal column of water crossed a distance of more than two meters and fell to the ground.

The lucky general, who was lying there, was suddenly doused with a head, shook his body and left the house with some resentment, unwilling to stay under the same eaves with this dangerous little master.

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