Chapter 410 Brother Cheng, Stomach Pain (2)

Heavy stone rollers rolled over the ground, leaving a shallow mark on some wet ground.

The small stones that were originally exposed on the ground were all crushed into the soil.

In this way, when it's time to play, they can't be mixed in the millet.

The rest of the people didn't feel much when they saw these. The few balloons who often participated in the game, looked at this trace, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.

What the Son of God said is correct, this stone roller is indeed of great use, not to mention the rest, just pressing the ground now, it is not in vain to spend so much effort to build it.

The effect of rolling it this time is better than that of them using rammed earth tools for a long time.

More importantly, the ground is relatively flat, and it is not easy to hide grains such as millet and rapeseed in it.

Now that the effect is so obvious, wouldn't it be more useful to apply it to the playing field when the time comes?

Looking at the creaking stone rollers following Uncle Lu's walking, Balloon and the others began to look forward to the coming of autumn soon.

After some experiments, the effect of the stone roller was as good as expected. Han Cheng smiled and gave the wood a thumbs up, saying that he would also cook a delicious meal for him in the evening.

Excited, Mu Mu was caught off guard, and then vigorously went to use a hammer and chisel to hammer out new stone rollers.

After all, the area of ​​millet planted by the Qingque tribe is large enough. There is only such a stone roller, but the time is not enough.

This is also the main reason why Han Cheng wants to move the threshing field outside the tribe this year.

Although the courtyard of the Qingque Tribe is big enough, it will still look crowded if so many grains are brought in at once...

After the experiment, Han Cheng took Uncle Lu back to the courtyard and locked him in the deer pen.

It's a little late today, so I won't let them go out to find food.

After doing this, I habitually looked at the place where the silkworms were placed, but I didn't find Bai Xuemei.

Where did this child's bride-in-law go?

Under normal circumstances, this girl would not stay too far away from silkworms.

I thought so,

But she didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, there was only such a courtyard, and she would never go anywhere again.

Thinking of having a meal with Mu Mu alone at night, Han Chengcheng got up and went to the cave.

Some ingredients need to be processed first and prepared in advance.

After handling the ingredients, Han Cheng took a look at the place where the silkworms were placed, but still did not see Bai Xuemei, and Han Cheng murmured in his heart.

Where did this girl go?

With doubts in his heart, he began to search deliberately in the courtyard, but he didn't see it after going around.

Han Cheng was a little anxious. He thought about the house and before looking inside, he hurried to the house, opened the door and entered in a hurry.

When he walked into the room, he saw Bai Xuemei, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and Han Changcheng let out a long sigh.

But soon became worried again, because Bai Xuemei's condition was obviously not right.

At this time, she was sitting on a wooden pier leaning against the edge of the Kang, curled up, with some tears on her face, she looked very weak and helpless.

What's going on here? How did the child bride-in-law who was always happy on weekdays become like this?

"What's wrong?"

Han Cheng walked to her side, knelt down, reached out and touched her shofar braid, and asked worriedly and concernedly.

It was fine if Han Cheng didn't ask, but when he asked, Bai Xuemei's mouth shrunk, and more tears flowed down her face.

"What's wrong?"

Han Cheng asked more and more anxiously.

However, Bai Xuemei refused to speak, she just hugged Han Cheng's arm, sobbing and choking.

What the hell happened? A good person, why did he cry so sad all of a sudden?

Han Cheng was full of puzzlement and worry.

After a while like this, Bai Xuemei, whose eyelids were red from crying, choked up intermittently and said, "Cheng...Cheng brother, I...I'm going to die..."

Han Cheng, who was in a hurry, couldn't help being shocked when he heard the words that came out of Bai Xuemei's mouth, "Okay, why are you going to die?" !

"What happened? What's wrong with you?"

Han Cheng asked anxiously.

"I... I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding... a lot, how... I can't stop it..."

After Bai Xuemei finished speaking intermittently, her hands hugged Han Cheng's arm even tighter, and she cried even more sadly.

bleeding? Still bleeding a lot? !

Han Cheng was startled, and quickly looked up and down Bai Xuemei, but he didn't find where the injury was.

"Where is the blood?"

Han Cheng asked some strange questions.

After asking the words, he realized something immediately, and looked at Bai Xuemei with wide eyes. After careful observation, he really saw some clues.

This……

Han, who had made a false alarm, couldn't help laughing out loud.

Bai Xuemei cried even more aggrieved, she was bleeding profusely and was about to die, yet brother Cheng was still laughing...

Seeing this, Han Cheng finally stopped laughing, and comforted him solemnly: "Don't worry, it's not that you're going to die, it's that you've grown up..."

With brother Cheng's little explanation, who has completely turned into a caring friend of women, Bai Xuemei gradually stopped her tears, and the panic in her heart gradually dissipated.

"Really?"

After a while, Bai Xuemei looked at Han Cheng and asked suspiciously.

Han Cheng nodded seriously: "Really!"

After realizing that she would not die and that this was just a sign of growing up, Bai Xuemei suddenly became happy.

She was happy, but Han Cheng became melancholy.

Because he found that there seemed to be no good things that could be used to entertain relatives who were visiting for the first time.

What seven-dimensional space, the moon goddess, these things that can be seen everywhere in later generations, are all gone at this time.

Just like the paper that can be seen everywhere in later generations and that he misses so much now, it is a big headache.

You can't let the child brides-in-law be like those primitive women in the tribe, find some hay and leaves, tie them with animal skins and finish the job, right?

This is really too tough.

Han Cheng, who felt a big head, couldn't help but smile wryly as he sat there. People are doing great things in time travel, but he's doing well, and his parents have nothing to do with them all day long...

The key is to always be stumped by this matter.

Now there is a tendency to go farther and farther on the road of "friends of women"... This is really embarrassing to the group of time travelers.

Is it possible to use linen?

This... is this too extravagant?

Once this method is popularized, a lot of linen will be consumed every year just for this item.

It's fine if it's easy to use, the key is that it's not particularly soft and the water absorption is not good...

This is really a headache.

"Bring a needle and thread!"

After struggling like this for a long time, the big-headed God Son Han straightened his drooping head, and shouted quite boldly.