Chapter 761: Bear Parents Are Worse Than Bear Children

Inside the room, the lighted oil lamps had already been extinguished, and the light reflected from the snow outside was reflected on the windows covered with a thin layer of leather, making the room without lights also have some light. After the eyes got used to the light, they could Saw some unclear outlines.

With the help of this not-so-bright light, one can see that Han Cheng, who loves sports, is doing push-ups on the heated kang.

With Han Cheng bending his arms up and down, hugging Han Cheng's neck, and the little pea hanging on Han Cheng's back like a little monkey, giggling from time to time.

"Dad, still do it, still do it..."

Waking up in the middle of the night, she found Little Pea who was playing games, giggling, and urging her in a childish voice after seeing her father stop.

Han Cheng with black lines on his forehead, after repeating his own life several times in his heart, resisted the urge to throw the little guy's legs into the urine tank, and then bent his arms and did a few push-ups.

When the bent arms were bent down, their eyes met Bai Xuemei who was lying on the kang, and both of them showed extremely helpless expressions in their eyes.

Amidst the giggles of Xiao Wandou, Han Cheng made a dozen more, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, coaxing and tricking Xiao Wandou off his back, resisting the desire to kick this guy off the kang The impulse to tell this guy the story of the seven dwarfs who didn’t sleep at night, so they became very short, and it took a while to coax this little guy who seemed to be very energetic after sleeping for a while to sleep.

After finally coaxing the little guy to sleep, the two looked at each other for a while, and finally got together.

It's just that there are some psychological shadows in my heart.

Han Cheng always felt that the sleeping little guy would suddenly get up and say something like 'riding a group' in a childish voice, and let himself continue to do push-ups on his back...

So the enthusiasm that had been brewing for a long time ended in such a hasty way.

Tomorrow, I will set up a kang for you boy alone, and let you sleep by yourself!

Let you stay up in the middle of the night, a poor unlucky child, yelling about riding a group of things!

Full of resentment, Dashenzi Han looked at Little Pea who had fallen asleep beside him, thinking so indignantly in his heart.

In fact, Little Pea already had her own bed, but after the weather turned cold, Han Cheng worried that the little guy couldn't sleep well by himself, so he moved him to the big kang where he and Bai Xuemei slept.

Who knew that this guy would make such a mess tonight and come out.

Lying on the Kang, there is a reason why Han Cheng loves sports so much tonight. It is the opportunity he mentioned when he told Wu today that he would liberate a group of slaves from the Tengshe tribe on a large scale.

If there is no opportunity, you have to create an opportunity yourself. This sentence is easy to say, but if you want to do it, it will make it difficult for people to lose their hair.

Just like the current Han Cheng, his head hurts thinking about this matter. From day to night, until midnight, he lost sleep over all his thoughts, and he didn't think of any good way to create a suitable opportunity. Add effects for things that will be done later.

Night is for sleeping.

This is the concept that Han Dashenzi has been adhering to since he came to the primitive society. Insomnia is not allowed.

I can't sleep, and I have to sleep even after taking sleeping pills, so this kind of moth happened tonight...

But no matter what, the effect of the sleeping pill was still as good as ever. Not long after taking it, God Son Han fell asleep...

The next day, in the office next to the large tile-roofed house of the Qingque Tribe with the brazier on, Han Cheng was sitting on a wooden pier wrapped in fur, holding a brush in his hand, and writing on the paper in front of him. Write and draw.

He is doing the ten-year development plan of Qingque.

This was a way for Han Cheng, who was in a mess of his mind after thinking about it for a long time, to divert his attention.

Every year's development plan must be done, and it needs to be done as well as possible. After all, this is what Qingque will do in the general direction in the next year or even a few years.

Qingque's ten-year development plan, reclaiming land, planting more crops, and harvesting more food is absolutely indispensable, because the stomach problem has always been the most fundamental and core problem in the tribe, and it cannot be underestimated at all.

The surrounding land issue can also be extended to some other things.

For example, the training of newly acquired donkeys, for example, in order to better use these donkeys to cultivate land, donkeys need tailor-made donkey covers.

After all, there is a big difference between a donkey and a deer. A set that is suitable for a deer is not suitable for a donkey.

At the same time, the bronze plows also need to be cast and produced in batches after the spring of the next year.

Bronze shovels and bronze shovels, the necessary agricultural tools, also need to be recast.

After all, there are more people in the tribe, and more tools are needed.

Han Cheng leaned over the table, recording these things on paper while thinking.

After a while like this, Han Cheng put down his pen, thought for a while, opened the door and walked out of the yard.

In the yard, the chubby balls were walking around clumsily, with resentment on their faces.

Of course it grumbles, because the lawless little pea is now riding on its back, giggling happily.

Seeing Han Cheng approaching, Tuantuan, who was rounder than a circle, hurried over, and the two front paws hugged Han Cheng's leg to prevent Han Cheng from leaving.

It wants Han Cheng to take away the stupid son of Han Cheng's family, and to toss himself here.

In the past, whenever it did this, Han Chengcheng would take Little Peas away.

But today is obviously a little different.

Riding on Tuantuan, the silly son who was giggling with joy, easily reminded Han Cheng of some unpleasant things that happened last night.

"I don't want this cheating brat."

Han Cheng took his legs out of the bear hug with great difficulty, pulled the pants that were almost pulled off by the bear hug, rubbed Tuantuan's head angrily, said a word, turned around and left neatly, Tuantuan, the panda with an aggrieved face, was left alone.

Which is more powerful, a bear or a bear?

The answer is obvious, just look at the bear running in the snow nest with a look of lovelessness and lost the dream of bear life, and then look at the giggling bear child on the panda, you can easily get it.

This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that this bear kid has a bear parent who doesn't care about him...

Xiong's patriarch, Han Cheng, was standing on the fence at this time, looking around the snow-covered tribe against the cold wind.

Looking around, except for the mountains behind and the trees left deliberately, there are few vegetation around.

These are the results of the hard work of the people of the Qingque tribe in opening up the land over the years.

In the past, looking at this large piece of land, Han Cheng's mood was particularly good, but today he felt a little uncomfortable.

Because all the land around the tribe that can be reclaimed has been reclaimed, and if you want to reclaim farther away, all kinds of inconveniences will come out...

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