Chapter 1150 Traveling in the Primitive Era (2 in 1)

"Dad, it's delicious! It's delicious!"

After taking a mouthful of yogurt, Little Pea praised her like a cannonball.

Hearing his son's happy voice, and looking at the greedy little Xing'er who was eating next to him, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile all over his face, full of a sense of accomplishment.

In many cases, cooking food for others is also a kind of happiness.

Of course, the premise is that the person who eats the food you cook must eat it happily. If you stop eating after two bites and complain all kinds of things, then you really don’t have any happiness at all. Instead, you want to pick up the cooking spoon and swirl it The pimple on his head.

"Dad, you eat!"

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

"Dad, eat~."

After seeing her brother's actions, Xiao Xing'er followed her brother's example, scooped up a large spoonful of yogurt from her own bowl, and also tiptoed to call Han Cheng, the father, to eat yogurt.

This kind of behavior moved the old father Han Cheng greatly.

However, after seeing the yogurt sticking like white beards around the mouths of the two children, Han Cheng still couldn't stop his mouth to accept the deep filial piety from the children.

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

Han Cheng said with a smile.

"Dad lied to me, so Dad didn't eat it. Dad, you can eat a little, it's delicious."

Little pea is too big to be fooled, so she said aloud.

"Father lied..."

Xiao Xing'er imitated Little Pea and said aloud.

"Dad has really eaten it. You eat it, but Dad doesn't want to eat it."

Han Cheng continued to decline.

Little Pea has already understood a lot of things, seeing Han Cheng's father's persistent refusal, some mist appeared in his eyes.

It's really not easy for Dad. After making delicious food, I can't bear to eat it by myself. I only feed it to myself. Dad is really hard!

My heart is full of moving thoughts,

Little Pea became firmer.

Dad must eat some of such good things!

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

Facing the two children's gracious concessions, Han Cheng still couldn't resist after all.

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

Feeling the taste of yogurt in his mouth, Han Cheng felt mixed feelings in his heart for a while.

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

Han Cheng picked up the bowl and filled it out again, which was for Bai Xuemei, the child bride-in-law.

After filling out the bowl, there is not much left in the basin.

Han Cheng originally wanted to give all the rest to the two brothers and sisters of Xiaowandou.

When I looked up, I found that there were several children who were pointing their fingers not far away, looking at this place eagerly.

Han Chengcheng stopped what he was about to do, and took out several bowls from the side and placed them on the side of the pot table, evenly divided the remaining yogurt in the pot among several bowls, and took out a spoon and placed them on the table. in.

"Come and eat."

Han Cheng greeted them with a smile.

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

Then one by one, a bowl with yogurt came out from Han Cheng's hand. After bowing to Han Cheng, they started to eat it aside.

The entrance of the yogurt that has never been eaten before, the little guys who ate it couldn't help being amazed.

As soon as these little guys were settled, another little guy rushed over.

Han Cheng was also a little helpless.

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

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

"No more, I made less this time, I'll make more later, and I'll let you all have yogurt tomorrow morning!"

Han Cheng said this to the children.

The children in the tribe are still very well-behaved. Hearing what Han Cheng said, they left in a sensible way.

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

This bowl of yogurt was specially reserved for Bai Xuemei, and he would not give it to other people.

If other people want to eat it, they can only wait until the next time, and they can't think of this bowl of yogurt.

This is Han Cheng's principle.

"Try this."

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

"Is this yogurt?"

Bai Xuemei said happily.

"Um."

"Delicious!"

Bai Xuemei herself likes to eat sour, and this sour yogurt is very suitable for her taste.

As soon as he took a sip, he immediately rolled his eyes with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Saying so, he scooped up a spoonful of yogurt from the bowl and fed it to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng dislikes the food his own child feeds, but he doesn't dislike the food his mother feeds him at all.

He just opened his mouth and ate it.

The two of you just ate one bite at a time.

The youngest son, Huangdou, who was held by Han Cheng, stared at his dark eyes, watching his parents show their affection here.

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

Looking at this scene, Han Cheng felt that the yogurt in the bowl would lose its fragrance all of a sudden.

...

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

Especially among young children.

The tribe now feeds more deer, sheep and other livestock, and the milk production will also increase.

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

Han Cheng gave instructions to the people in the tribe, asking them to keep the milk they squeezed out today, and instead of drinking it after heating it up, make it into yogurt...

In the kitchen, pots of raw milk were poured into the pot to heat, and after heating, they were put into the ferment soaked in water for production.

When Han Cheng was making it, there were quite a few people watching from the side.

After Han Cheng made a pot, he asked some people inside to make it like he just did.

These people are the cooks of the tribe.

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

Han Cheng's promise was fulfilled ahead of schedule.

Originally, he told the children in the tribe to wait until tomorrow to eat yogurt, but because he started making it after breakfast in the morning, by the evening, the yogurt covered in the pot had already been made.

A small bowl of yogurt was taken out of the basin and distributed to the people in the tribe. The children who ate were full of joy, and the entire Qingque tribe was filled with laughter and laughter.

So far, the Qingque tribe once again has a popular drink...

"Is there anyone going to play in the Copper Mountain residential area?!"

In the room, Han Cheng looked at Xiao Wandou and Xiao Xing'er asking questions full of hypocrisy.

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

Little Pea shouted with joy.

"Dad, go~"

Xiao Xing'er also called out with the sound of milk.

"All go, all go!"

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

"Bring your mother and brother."

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

Bai Xuemei showed a bright smile.

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

The Tongshan residential area is an inseparable part of the tribe, and occupies an extremely important position in the entire Qingque tribe's residential area.

He hadn't been back for a long time, but this time he came back from the south, and he wanted to go to the Copper Mountain residential area to have a look.

Come and see what the residential area of ​​Copper Mountain looks like now.

Second, you can look at and give some suggestions.

Thirdly, it can communicate well with the people living in the Tongshan residential area and cultivate their feelings.

Fourth, you can take Bai Xuemei and others along the Bronze Expressway for a good walk, have some fun, relax, and change your mood.

Under Han Cheng's arrangement, a play-like itinerary soon started.

The morning breeze in late spring and early summer floats slightly, bringing out a piece of coolness, and the Qingquezhu tribe in the early morning is still moist with morning dew.

"Moo~!"

The cow pulling the cart raised its head and barked loudly, some hot white air came out from its wide open mouth.

"ha!"

Han Cheng took the rope tied to the bull's nose through the bull's nose ring, shook it a little bit, shouted in his mouth, and gave the order to the cow to move forward.

As he walked forward, shouted and pulled, the cows led by him also walked forward.

As it walked, the oxcart mounted on its neck also moved.

A layer of straw mats woven from reeds is laid on the bullock cart.

Behind the side of the car, block it with a board as high as the side of the car.

Prevent people from slipping backwards.

Leaning on this board, there are some jars, jars, and some packages.

These are snacks and other food prepared by Han Cheng for eating on the road.

Sitting in the car was Bai Xuemei, who was holding her youngest son, as well as Xiao Wandou and Xiao Xing'er.

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

On its back lay a fiery little guy, yawning lazily.

This is exactly the cat that Han Cheng named Fu Xing that he got from the extinct Red Tiger Tribe.

Behind Han Cheng's bullock cart, there is another bullock cart.

The ox cart was also covered with straw mats woven from reeds, and some food was placed there.

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

The person sitting in the car behind is a witch with a big belly.

The person who leads the bullock cart forward is the next witch, Shitou.

Behind them were some people with weapons.

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

The wheels of the ox cart rolled along the road paved with stone slabs, rolling forward all the way.

After walking a short distance, the bullock cart drove onto the Bronze Expressway.

Han Cheng can be regarded as driving a bullock cart on the high speed.

After driving on the Bronze Expressway, the road becomes easy to walk. You only need to go west along the main road, and you don't need too much traction.

So Han Chengcheng stretched out the rein of the ox in his hand, held the rope himself, and sat on the ox cart.

He was sitting on the front left side of the bullock cart, near the shaft on the left.

One of his legs knocked on the shaft of the car, while the other slumped by the side of the car, with his feet about 20 centimeters from the ground.

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

If Han Cheng coiled the rein of the ox in his hand over the two horns of the ox's head, put on a black or gray coat that was stained with dust, and held a cigarette pouch in his mouth, If it is a tobacco rod, it is more like a very experienced bull handle style.

The bullock cart is slowly moving forward along the Bronze Expressway, and the scenery on both sides is slowly moving.

Looking around, the two sides of the road are green, like a blanket split by the road in the middle, extending into the distance.

This is the millet planted in the tribe.

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

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

It was very wise for Han Cheng to decide to build the Bronze Expressway.

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 areas on both sides of the road because of the convenient transportation and transportation.

Xiao Xing'er and Xiao Wandou sitting on the bullock cart looked at the scenery on both sides, and they were very happy.

Little Pea is a restless master.

After a while like this, get off the bullock cart and follow the bullock cart.

As for Xiao Xing'er, she lay prone on the car, looking down through the gap on the car board.

Look at the grass, stones and other things that flash by below, and look at them very carefully.

Bai Xuemei, who put her sleeping son into the baby in the car, looked at the fresh scenery around her, looked at the children, and brother Cheng who was driving the car, her whole body and mind All became very pleasant.

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

The bullock carts continued to move forward along the Bronze Expressway, leaving laughter along the way.

The bullock cart gradually drifted away, and finally disappeared on the same narrowed road...

"#￥Wx-on:#4..."

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

The person who spoke was a person with disheveled hair and many scars on his body and face.

With a slight tilt of his right shoulder, the prey he held on his shoulder slid and fell to the ground, making a heap.

After hearing his voice and seeing the prey on the ground, the people here immediately cheered for a while.

People are more active in doing things.

Those who were using mud, stones and other things to paste the wall couldn't help speeding up the movements of their hands.

The man looked at the scene in front of him with a smile on his face.

On the unshaven face, one can vaguely see the appearance of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe...

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