"Dad, it's delicious! Delicious! ”

After a mouthful of yogurt, the little peas praised it like a cannon.

Listening to his son's cheerful voice, and then looking at the greedy little apricot eating on the side, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile on his face, and the whole person was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Many times, it is also a kind of happiness to make food for others.

Of course, the premise is that the person who eats the food you make should eat happily, if he eats two bites and doesn't eat it, and complains all kinds of things, then he really doesn't have any happiness at all, but wants you to pick up the stir-fry spoon and pick up the bruises on his head.

"Daddy, you eat!"

Little Pea scooped up a big spoonful of yogurt from the bowl and fed Han Cheng on tiptoe.

"Dad, eat~."

After Xiao Xing'er saw her brother's actions, she also followed her brother's example, scooped up a big spoonful of yogurt from her bowl, and also tiptoed to call Han Cheng, the father who eats yogurt.

This kind of behavior greatly touched Han Cheng, the old father.

However, after seeing the white-bearded yogurt sticking around the mouths of the two children, Han Cheng still couldn't get out of his mouth to accept the strong filial piety from the children.

"Dad has eaten it, Dad won't eat it, you can eat it."

Han Cheng said with a smile.

"Dad lied, Dad didn't eat it, Dad, you eat a little, it's delicious."

The little pea is too big to fool, so he said out loud.

"Daddy lied to ......"

Xiao Xing'er said aloud like a little pea.

"Dad really ate it, you eat it, Dad doesn't want to eat it."

Han Cheng continued to resign.

Little Pea already understood a lot of things, and when he saw Han Cheng's strong excuse as a father, there was some mist in his eyes.

It's really not easy for Dad, he can't afford to eat it himself, he only eats it for a few people, Dad is so hard!

Thinking so full of emotion in his heart, the little pea became more determined.

Dad must eat some of this kind of good food!

"Dad, you eat, you eat ......"

In the face of such a courteous concession from the two children, Han Cheng still couldn't resist after all.

In the end, one of them could only take a bite from the spoon of the two of them, and the two little ones gave up and began to eat the yogurt in the bowl seriously.

Han Cheng felt the taste of yogurt in his mouth, and his heart was a little mixed for a while.

Although this yogurt tastes cruel, after eating it, it makes people feel very comfortable.

Han Cheng picked up the bowl again and took out a bowl, which was for Bai Xuemei, a little boy's daughter-in-law.

When the bowl is served, there is not much left in the bowl.

Han Yuan originally wanted to give the rest to the two little pea brothers and sisters.

When I looked up, I found that there were several more children with their fingers not far away, looking at this place with their eyes blank.

Han Chengcheng stopped what he was about to do, took out a few bowls from the side and placed them on the edge of the pot, evenly divided the remaining yogurt in the basin into several bowls, and took out a spoon and put it inside.

"Come and eat."

Han Cheng greeted them with a smile.

After hearing Han Cheng's greeting, these children ran over.

Then one by one, the bowls with yogurt came out of Han Cheng's hands, and after bowing to Han Cheng, he began to go to the side to eat.

The yogurt that has never been eaten before is in the mouth, and the little ones who eat it can't help but marvel one by one.

As soon as the little ones were housed, another little one rushed over.

Han Cheng was also a little helpless.

This time I didn't make much yogurt, so it wasn't a big pot.

No matter how it is divided, it is impossible for all the children in the tribe to eat.

"No, I'll make more of it this time, and I'll make more of it tomorrow morning, so that you can all drink yogurt!"

Han Cheng said this to the children.

The children in the tribe were still very well-behaved, and when they heard Han Cheng say this, they left very sensibly.

Han Cheng went to Bai Xuemei with the last bowl of yogurt specially served for Bai Xuemei.

This bowl of yogurt was specially left by him for Bai Xuemei, and it would not be given to the rest.

The rest of the people want to eat it, but they can only wait until the next time, and they can't beat the idea of this bowl of yogurt.

This is Han Sung's principle.

"Taste this."

Han Cheng said with a smile, and took his youngest son from Bai Xuemei's arms.

"This is yogurt?"

Bai Xuemei said excitedly.

"Hmm."

"It's delicious!"

Bai Xuemei herself likes to eat sour, and this sour yogurt can be said to be very in line with her taste.

As soon as I took a bite, I immediately smiled and bent my eyes, and I couldn't help but sigh like this.

As he spoke, he scooped a spoonful of yogurt from the bowl and fed it to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng was a little disgusted with the food fed by his children, but he didn't dislike the food fed by his mother at all.

Just open your mouth and eat it.

The two of them just like this, you eat one bite at a time.

Huang Dou, the youngest son who was held by Han Cheng, stared at his dark eyes, watching his parents show affection here.

After a while, I don't know if I was disgusted by my parents' behavior, and the little guy opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of milk......

Han Cheng, who watched this scene, felt that the yogurt in the bowl was not fragrant all of a sudden.

……

Just like the other foods that Han Cheng had made before, the yogurt that appeared for the first time in the Qingque tribe quickly caused a sensation.

Especially among the little ones.

The tribe now feeds more deer, sheep and other livestock, and produces more milk.

Yesterday, Han Cheng went to milk in the middle of the night, so there were not many, and there were more milks in the morning.

Han Cheng gave instructions to the people in the tribe, asking the people in the tribe to leave the milk that was squeezed out today, and no longer drink it directly after it was hot, but make it into yogurt......

In the kitchen, pots of raw milk are poured into a pot and heated, and after heating, the yeast soaked in water is added.

When Han Cheng was making it, there were also many people watching here.

After Han Cheng made a pot, he asked some of the people in it to follow his example just now.

These people are the cooks of the tribe.

After letting them learn, in the days to come, without Han Cheng doing it again, the tribe will be able to eat yogurt.

Han Sung's promise came true ahead of schedule.

Originally, he told the children in the tribe to wait until tomorrow to eat yogurt, but because he started making it in the morning, he started making it after breakfast, and by the evening, the yogurt in the pot was already ready.

A small bowl of yogurt was taken out of the basin and distributed to the people of the tribe, and the children who ate it were jubilant, and the whole Qingque tribe was filled with laughter.

At this point, the Qingque tribe once again has an extra popular drink......

"Is anyone going to play in the Copper Mountain Residential Area?!"

In the room, Han Cheng looked at Little Pea and Little Apricot and asked with such pretenses.

"Dad, I'm going, I'm going!"

Little Pea cried out with joy.

"Dad, I'm going~"

Little Apricot also cried out with a milky voice.

"All go, all go!"

Han Cheng said to the two little guys with a smile.

"Bring your mom and brother."

Han Cheng turned his head to look at Bai Xuemei and said with a smile.

Bai Xuemei showed a bright smile.

Going to the Tongshan residential area was something that Han Cheng had already decided on the road.

The Tongshan settlement is an inseparable part of the tribe and has an extremely important position in the entire Qingque tribe settlement.

He hadn't been back for a long time, and this time he had come back from the south, and he said that he would go to the Copper Mountain settlement.

First, you can see what has become of the Copper Mountain residential area.

Second, you can take a look and give some suggestions out.

Third, you can give people who live in the Tongshan residential area a good communication and cultivate their feelings.

Fourth, you can take Bai Xuemei and others to go out along the bronze highway, have a good time, relax, and change your mood.

Under Han Cheng's arrangement, a general itinerary was quickly launched.

The morning breeze in late spring and early summer floated slightly, bringing out a piece of coolness, and the Qingque main tribe in the early morning still carried the humidity of morning dew.

"Moo~!"

The ox pulling the cart raised its head and barked loudly, and some white gas with hot air came out of its wide open mouth.

"Hah!"

Han Cheng held the rope tied to the cow's nose through the ox's nose ring, shook it a little hard, shouted in his mouth, and gave the cow the order to advance.

As he walked forward, with the shouting and traction, the ox he was leading also took a step forward.

As it walked, the ox cart that was attached to its neck moved with it.

The bullock cart was covered with a layer of straw mats woven from reeds.

Behind the car, a wooden plank as high as the cargang was blocked.

Prevent people from slipping backwards.

Leaning against this board, there are some jars, jars, and some parcels and the like.

This is the snacks and other foods that Han Cheng prepared to eat on the road.

In the car sat Bai Xuemei, who was holding her little son, as well as Little Pea and Little Apricot.

Fu Jiang, who was already a little lazy, also lay on the cart and let the ox pull it to walk.

On its back lay a flaming little creature yawning lazily.

This is exactly the cats who got it from the Red Tiger tribe that is no longer there, and was named Fuxing by Han Cheng.

Behind Han Cheng's ox cart, there is also an ox cart.

The bullock cart was also covered with straw mats woven of reeds, and some food was placed.

It's just that the person sitting on it is different from the person in the car in front of you.

The person sitting in the car behind was a witch and a round belly.

The person who leads the ox cart forward is the next witch, the stone.

Behind them, there were men with weapons.

In the morning light, Han Cheng led the cow and left the tribe.

The ox cart rolled along the stone-paved pavement, all the way forward.

After a short distance, the ox cart drove up the bronze highway.

Han Cheng can be regarded as driving an ox cart on the highway.

After driving on the Bronze Expressway, the road becomes easy to walk, and you only need to follow the main road all the way to the west, and it does not require too much traction.

Therefore, Han Chengcheng stretched the reins of the ox in his hand, held the rope himself, and also sat on the ox cart.

The place where he sat was on the left side of the bullock cart, near the wheel on the left.

One of his legs was knocked on the wheels, and the other was dangling on the side of the car, his feet about twenty centimeters from the ground.

The old god sat there, looking like a very experienced bull handle.

If Han Cheng coiled the reins of the ox in his hand to the two horns on the cow's head, and then draped a black or gray dust-stained shirt on his body, and held a cigarette stick with a cigarette pouch in his mouth, it would be even more like a very experienced cow handle.

The ox cart slowly moved along the bronze highway, and the scenery on both sides was slowly moving.

As far as the eye can see, on both sides of the road, there is a green patch, like a blanket split from the middle of the road, extending into the distance.

This is the millet that was planted in the tribe.

With the continuous operation and construction over the years, more and more fields have been opened up here by the Qingque main tribe.

The part of the Bronze Highway close to the main tribe, three miles away from the Bronze Expressway, has been reclaimed into farmland and planted with crops.

Han Cheng's decision to build the Bronze Expressway was a very wise thing to do.

After the construction of the Bronze Expressway, it not only strengthened the connection between the main tribe and the Tongshan residential area, but also accelerated the development of the area on both sides of the road because of the convenient transportation and transportation.

The little apricots and peas sitting on the ox cart looked at the scenery on both sides, and they were very happy.

Little Pea is an idle master.

After a while, they get down from the ox cart and follow it.

As for Xiao Xing'er, she lay on the car and looked down through the gap in the car board.

Look at the flashing grass, stone grains and other things below, and look at them very seriously.

put her youngest son, who had fallen asleep, into the little swaddling clothes carried in the car, looked at the fresh scenery around her, and then looked at a few children, as well as Brother Cheng who was driving the car, and the whole person became extremely happy.

Wu sitting in the car behind looked at the many crops on both sides of the road, and smiled from ear to ear.

The ox cart continued to move along the bronze highway, leaving laughter along the way.

The ox cart drifted away and disappeared into the same narrowed road......

“#￥W@#4……”

In a place far away from the Blue Sparrow tribe, someone spoke loudly like this.

The person who spoke was a man with a mantle and many scars on his body and face.

His right shoulder tilted down slightly, and the prey he was holding on to his shoulder slipped to the ground, piling up in a heap.

After hearing his voice and seeing the prey on the ground, the people here immediately let out a burst of cheers.

People are doing things more actively.

Those who were plastering the walls with mud, stones, and other things couldn't help but speed up their movements.

The man looked at the scene in front of him and smiled a little.

On the bearded face, you can vaguely see the appearance of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe......