There is a reason why Huo Er refuses to eat, and there is more than one reason.

One of the most direct reasons for this is the bowel movements this afternoon.

After Han Cheng's advocacy for so many years, the people in the tribe have long been accustomed to going to the toilet to urinate and urinate in the hearts of the people.

Even if Han Cheng doesn't advocate it, except for ignorant children, no one will solve it in the place where they sleep.

However, today Huo Er did so, although when he did so, a woman from the tribe had already put a diaper on her beforehand.

Feeling the heat under his body, watching the women in the tribe change their diapers, Huo Er felt very uncomfortable.

On the one hand, she was moved by the people in the tribe who took such subtle care of her, and on the other hand, she deeply felt that she had dragged down the tribe.

Not to mention that he can no longer contribute to the tribe, many people in the tribe who are still dragging him down cannot work normally.

So she decided to skip meals.

In this way, there will be less waste of food and less trouble for the people in the tribe.

Late at night, many people in the tribe came to visit Huo Er and said some words that comforted Huo Er.

There are people who are not good at talking, but they pat their chests and say that they can grow a lot of food, so much that the people in the tribe can't eat it all, and Huo Er can recuperate with peace of mind.

The performance of the people in the tribe made Huo Er's heart warmer, but when Han Cheng came over with food again, Huo Er shook his head more firmly.

The autumn sunlight shines through the window lattice and falls on the kang of the second fire.

Huo Er turned his head, and through the window, he could see some swaying bamboo leaves outside.

Sometimes a bird or two will fly through this little sky.

This kang was changed by Han Chengxin for Huo Er, the purpose was not to make Huo Er too stuffy.

A good person, all of a sudden, his leg is broken, he can only lie on the bed, and he can't send feces and urine, so it's strange if he is not in a hurry.

At this time, Han Cheng was squatting in front of a small stone mortar, slowly pounding the things inside with a stone mortar.

After waiting for the contents to become mushy, I carefully scooped it out with a spoon and put it in the bowl.

These are white with a bluish tinge, mixed with a lot of tiny red skin.

These pastes were red mountain fruits that Han Cheng asked the people in the tribe to pick.

After washing, remove the seeds and slowly crush them with a stone mortar.

This is made specifically for Fire II.

Since Huo Er broke his leg, his appetite has not been very good, and he basically doesn't eat much.

Yesterday, after persuading herself for a long time, she only ate a small half mouthful, but before she could swallow the small half of the mouthful, she spit it out again.

Although he didn't know why Huo Er's appetite suddenly became so poor, Han Cheng still carried out his own efforts based on his previous experience.

The ripe mountain fruit tastes sweet and sour, and it is extremely appetizing, which Han Cheng, who did not eat hawthorn pills when he was a child in later generations, remembers it very clearly.

Hawthorn Pill Han Cheng doesn't know how to do it, but he can make hawthorn porridge.

It's a big deal that people can't eat food, people are iron, rice is steel, for Han Cheng, who has an excellent appetite, he eats three meals a day, and every time he doesn't eat at the point of eating, he will still be hungry and panic.

So the most important thing at the moment is not to think of curing Huo Er's broken leg, but to find a way to regulate Huo Er's appetite.

The room was quiet, the people in the tribe were busy with their own things, and Huo Er lay on the kang and quietly looked at the sky outside the window.

She didn't feel hungry anymore, and after a long period of torment that looked like a fire in her belly, she was no longer hungry.

She was lying on the kang, and her whole person was fluttering.

She looked at the white clouds that appeared in the window sky, and felt that she was floating in the air like the clouds, which was extremely strange and comforting.

In the past few days, a lot of things have come to her mind.

Most of what she remembered was what had happened to the Son of God since he came to the tribe.

Before the Son of God came, the life was very hard, basically repeating it day after day, and there was really not much to think about, too much to miss.

But now, she was thinking more about the fruit that had caused her to tumble down the hillside.

The fruit that she didn't pick up in the end.

But now that I think about it, I don't feel like it's a waste.

For by this time she had come to the slope again, and watched the fruit rot, and the kernel sprouted, grew, blossomed, and bore fruit.

The tree grew very big, bigger than all the fruit trees in the tribe.

The fruit trees were full of sun-dried fruits, and there were mischievous children, as nimble as monkeys, climbing on them to pick the fruits.

A fruit fell from a child's hand and rolled all the way down to the feet of Fire Er before stopping.

Huo Er slowly bent down, picked up the fruit, wiped it with a rough palm, and slowly put it in his mouth.

With a single bite, the sweet fruit juice flowed into his mouth and spread towards his limbs.

A bright smile appeared on Huo Er's face......

"Let's ......"

A quiet sound sounded in the quiet room.

An object slipped from Huo Er's hand hanging on the edge of the kang, and after falling to the ground, it rolled forward for a while, and finally landed in an inconspicuous place and stopped.

This is the pit of the fruit, the pit of the fruit that was picked up by Hoji and put in his pocket.

At this moment, there are some tooth marks on this core, and there are some gaps in some places.

This is the one who couldn't stand Huo Er's hunger before, and gnawed it out with his broken teeth when no one was around.

After this sound, the room was quiet again.

The sunlight outside the window fell quietly, spreading on Huo Er's smiling face, illuminating her face with a dazzling layer of brilliance......

Not long after, footsteps were heard at the door, along with the sound of spoons and bowls colliding.

Han Cheng, who was preparing mountain fruit porridge as he walked, appeared in the room, with a smile on his face, and walked briskly towards the place where Huo Er slept.

This is to give Huo Er a psychological hint that makes her feel that her own affairs are not serious.

Han Chengzi, who walked to the front, suddenly stopped, and after standing in front of the kang for a while, he sighed and slowly sat on the edge of the kang facing Huo Er......

Three days later, a primitive woman who was sweeping the house with a broom swept the pit from an inconspicuous corner, and she bent down to pick it up and looked at it in her hand.

I wondered what could bite out marks on this core, knowing that this kind of core is the most strong, and sometimes it is not easy to break it with a stone.

The strange didn't last long, and she quickly threw the pit to the ground, and continued to sweep the house with a broom, which mixed with other dust and debris......

(It's a little uncomfortable)