Chapter Seventy-Two: Autumn is a season to harvest children

Seeing this, Han Cheng hurriedly stopped, he didn't feel that he was offended.

As the saying goes, 'although a woman is weak, a mother is strong', and this primitive woman is out of great maternal love, so I don't know how much courage she mustered to snatch the baby from herself.

Han Layer only saw the touching maternal love from this behavior, and he didn't care about the rest.

In fact, if this matter is investigated carefully, it is also to blame Han Cheng, suddenly seeing this scene, his heart was impatient, and he wanted to deal with this baby quickly, but he forgot about everything else for a while, so this misunderstanding occurred.

Wu, who was stopped by Han Cheng, still looked angrily at the primitive woman holding the child blowing her beard and glaring, but she no longer had the idea of beating people.

"Child, give it to me, wash it, and get sick less."

Han Cheng smiled and pointed to the clay pot with water, and then said to the female primitive.

The primitive woman has calmed down a lot now, and she feels that her previous reaction was indeed too intense, judging from all the things before, Miko is not like a person who will eat her own child.

It's just that the mother and son are connected, and what the Divine Son does is too similar to cooking broth, so she can't help but be desperate.

She calmed down a little, and after hearing Han Cheng's words, she was completely relieved.

However, due to her mother's nature, she still seemed a little hesitant to hand over the child she had so hard to give birth to.

After seeing Wu's eyes again, he sped up.

Han Cheng took the little baby who was clenching his small fists and squeezing his eyes and crying, and smiled at the nervous female primitive and said, "Take a bath." ”

Then he carefully put the slippery little baby into the warm water, put one hand on his head, which could not stand up at all, and with the other hand, he picked up the warm water in the basin and began to wash the filth from his body.

Wu watched from the sidelines, and he felt a little incomprehensible about what Han Cheng had done.

Because he didn't get the inheritance of newborn babies to take a bath from the previous generation of Wu, but he heard Han Cheng's words about being less sick before.

He watched here for a while, and saw that it was really difficult for Shenzi to bathe the little baby alone, so he also squatted down, supported the little baby with both hands, and asked Han Cheng to clean it.

The newborn baby was wrinkled, looking a bit like a little monkey, and it didn't have the slightest edge with cuteness, Han Cheng thought at first that the baby was a primitive person, but later found out that it was not the case, almost all babies were like this when they were born, and they looked good after a few days of milk, or a longer period of time.

However, the tender skin is very comfortable to the touch.

It may be that the warm water is very similar to the amniotic fluid in the mother's womb, and the little baby who clenches his little fists on the sides of his head no longer cryes.

After Han Cheng cleaned the filth on the baby's body, Han Cheng changed half a basin of clean warm water, focused on cleaning the umbilical cord that had been treated by Wu with a rough technique, and then tied a knot in the place where the umbilical cord was close to his stomach.

Not a bow, of course.

While Han Cheng and Wu were doing this, the female primitives had been watching from the side, wanting to meddle but not daring.

"Cut it off."

Han Cheng learned from Fang Cai's experience, in order to avoid misunderstandings and prevent the nervous female primitive from being nervous again, Han Cheng first pointed to the remaining umbilical cord after tying the knot, and told the female primitive what he was going to do next, and then used a pair of long chopsticks to clip the bone knife that had been sterilized with boiling water from the clay pot.

When it is not hot, take it and cut off the excess umbilical cord against the knot.

He found a clean and dry hide, wrapped it, and prepared to hand the clean baby to his mother, who was waiting beside him.

But in a blink of an eye, she found that the baby's mother was also in a mess, so she asked the old primitive to boil more water, and asked the rest of the female primitive people in the cave to help her wash her body outside the cave before handing the baby over to the mother who was already in a hurry.

I don't know if it's because the primitive person's physique is too good or something else, the female primitive who has just given birth to a child doesn't look very weak, and she doesn't see much fatigue between actions.

This made Han Cheng feel a little emotional.

It was also after experiencing this incident that Han Cheng, who had never thought of this aspect before, formulated some regulations on this aspect.

For example, the newborn baby should tie the umbilical cord and break it, wash the baby with warm water, and the bone knife to cut the umbilical cord needs to be boiled with boiling water first, and the woman who has given birth to a child should also wash it slightly if there is too much dirt on her body.

There is also the establishment of a confinement system.

In later generations, a woman giving birth to a child is the top priority, and confinement is even more indispensable.

According to the current situation in the tribe, it is obviously impossible to sit for a month, and after combining a series of things such as the relatively strong body of the primitive woman, Han Cheng finally set the time of confinement to ten days.

From the day of birth, every day that passes, draw a line on the stone wall or other places around you, until you have drawn ten paths, it is considered to be over.

During these ten days, women don't have to do anything, they just need to take care of their babies.

And in terms of food, we should also give them good food and drink more broth.

At first, they were uncomfortable with these new things, because they had never experienced anything like this before, and it was not uncommon for them to go out to look for food on the day they gave birth when there was a severe shortage of food.

But now their Qingque tribe doesn't need to worry about food, plus this is something formulated by the Son of God, so they naturally obey it.

The same thing, done more times, becomes a habit.

After persevering for a long time, Wu and the people in the tribe finally discovered the great benefits brought by this.

When they were rejoicing in this and expressing their sincere gratitude to Han Cheng to the gods, Han Cheng was also emotional.

He didn't lament anything else, but lamented the hardness of primitive people's lives.

These methods used by oneself will definitely be beaten by the mother's family in the future life, but here, they can produce such a great effect.

This made Han Cheng have to sigh that it is not unreasonable for human beings to be able to come out of the flood all the way and achieve a gorgeous counterattack.

However, children can also be divided into batches in the primitive tribe, taking the Qingque tribe as an example, six of the eight children born this year were born in the autumn.

This made Han Cheng feel that autumn is not only the season of harvesting food, but also the season of harvesting children.

Well, ploughing in the spring and harvesting in the fall, there is nothing wrong with this sentence.

(After taking a closer look at the new history book today, my heart was stuffed, and my reaction to the last book was good at first, but when I was classified, I directly bumped into two gods, and then I became cannon fodder...... The road to recommendation stops at categorical pushing.

This time I opened a new book thinking that I had finally avoided the great god.,The result is heartbreaking.,Classification is forced、That is, now,Met the great god cheap sect.,It's not the most terrifying.,The most terrifying thing is that there are four historical gods behind it.,Bronze swordsman god.,Gengxin god.,Mu Ziju,Great god Zhao...... Lao Bang Street, who is only a first-level writer, hid in the corner and shivered, and a cool breath came to his face...... - his heart was congested and he wanted to be quiet)