The bright sunshine was shining, and the gentle breeze carried the scent of rapeseed flowers coming from outside the courtyard wall.
Han Cheng squatted not far from the window, looking at the bamboos planted.
Several small bamboos that were originally exposed had their leaves fallen off, leaving only bare branches.
However, two small bamboo shoots emerged from the soil and were already half a foot deep.
These two bamboo shoots are 80% unlikely to survive, and the few bamboo shoots buried underneath cannot provide them with much nutrition.
It seems that it is not easy to realize my dream of listening to bamboo leaves Xiaoxiao at night.
After watching this for a while, he found stones and tiles, asked Hei Wa to help him, and began to build things not far from the house where he lived.
What Han Cheng wants to build is a doghouse.
Fu Jiang's family must move out of their room.
Fu Jiang is a hygienic person, but those silly sons who can't stand him are not so particular about it. As the weather gets warmer, there is already a smell in the room.
Deer have deer enclosures, chickens have chicken coops, and dogs naturally need kennels.
For the Qingque tribe, which can build houses, building a dog house is a piece of cake.
Digging soil, mixing mud, moving rocks...making thatch...these things are all familiar.
Before the morning was even up, a covered kennel appeared.
Take out the bedding from the kennel in the house, put it in the newly built kennel, and then catch the puppies running around in the yard and stuff them inside. After that, they can be regarded as moving to a new home.
As the puppy continues to grow, Fu Jiang no longer protects the puppy as much as before. Except for Han Cheng, others can also hold the puppy in their arms and be frivolous.
The puppies were not very satisfied with their new home, including their mother Fu Jiang, who always wanted to run into the house with the animal skins that were used to cushion the nest.
Han Dashenzi showed off his master's attitude, stuffed the lucky general into the newly built kennel, and blocked the door of the kennel to prevent the lucky general from coming out.
Encountering such an unscrupulous master, Fu Jiang could only stay inside and look at Han Cheng aggrievedly.
"Brother Cheng! Brother Cheng!"
The girl's voice sounded, and then a figure with braids ran over.
The girl's face was paler than everyone else in the Qingque tribe. As she ran, the two braids on her head swayed.
Without listening to the voice, Han Chenggong knew who the visitor was just from the name.
Milk Tea Girl is Han Cheng's recognized daughter-in-law, so her title is naturally different from others.
Hearing that she, like others, called him the Son of God, Han Cheng always felt a little uncomfortable.
When I was a child, I watched "Legend of the Condor Heroes". In it, Huang Rong shouted brother Jing one after another, and replaced herself as the male protagonist Han Cheng, which I found very useful.
At this time, I remembered this problem and started to teach the girl to call her like this.
The milk tea girl is very self-conscious about being a child bride, so naturally she is taught how to do it by Han Cheng.
When he heard the little girl call him Brother Cheng, Han Chengcheng felt itchy in his heart.
The only bad thing is that after hearing the milk tea girl shouting like this, Xing, Xiaomei and Xiaoli, who thought it was very strange, also started shouting too.
Wearing animal skins, a man who was stronger than Han Cheng, with two braids, shouted like an elder brother. The scene immediately made Han Cheng break out in a bad sweat.
After a long explanation, a lot of effort, and the promise to make two 'telephone bowls', these primitive little girls who were aggrieved and shed tears finally stopped their tears and nodded to indicate that they would no longer call Han Chengcheng brother...
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Milk tea girl went to see the silkworms after her meal in the morning.
As for the silkworms that Xiaomei and Xiaoli didn't like very much, the milk tea girl liked them very much. She could lie there and watch the silkworms eating mulberry leaves for most of the day.
Sometimes the mouth would still move, as if it wanted to eat mulberry leaves with the silkworms.
She likes to put silkworms in the palm of her hand. As soon as the silkworms start crawling, she giggles happily...
At this time, he ran over in a hurry, not knowing what was going on.
Han Cheng was very concerned about his child bride and watched her running towards him with a smile.
"Brother Cheng, silkworms... silkworms don't eat mulberry... but... they still shake their heads..."
The milk tea girl's face turned a little red when she ran, and she came over to hold Han Cheng's hand. She said anxiously and wanted to run over there, looking like she wanted to shed tears.
If the silkworm doesn't eat, it means it wants to shed its skin.
The little girl came to the tribe not long ago and has never seen silkworms peeling off their skin.
Xing, Xiaomei and Xiaoli, who have been raising silkworms for a while, all know about this.
However, because they are not very enthusiastic about silkworms, and now Milk Tea Girl likes silkworms so much, the matter of raising silkworms is now handled by Milk Tea Girl alone.
Han Cheng smiled and rubbed her head, saying not to worry, but still followed the little girl to the place where the silkworms were put.
The evil master was taken away by the kind little mistress. Fu Jiang, who had had enough of being wronged, seized the opportunity and slithered out of the doghouse. He happily walked around in circles three times, then lowered his head and used a thin smile.
He grabbed the fur from the kennel and ran happily into the house...
Han Cheng followed the milk tea girl to the place where silkworms were released.
The silkworms, which were almost invisible at first, have now grown countless times in size.
Han Cheng made a comparison and found that these silkworms were about one-third the size of later generations of domestic silkworms.
They originally had a soft spot for mulberry leaves, but now they became indifferent to such delicious food. They just raised their heads like snakes and shook their heads stupidly.
The front half of the silkworm is translucent unlike the rest.
Han Cheng raised silkworms when he was a child. When he saw the appearance of these silkworms now, he knew what was going on.
He reached out and fiddled with the braid on the milk tea girl's head, and smiled at the milk tea girl who still looked worried: "Don't worry, the silkworms are fine, they are about to spin silk!"
The milk tea girl couldn't understand things like spinning silk, but she could understand what Han Cheng said about it being okay.
Over the past few days, she has seen a lot of Brother Cheng's abilities, not only his ability to cure her own illness, but also many, many other things, which made the milk tea girl admire her.
If Brother Cheng says it's okay, then it means it's okay.
She felt relieved.
After looking at the dull silkworms for a while, he asked: "Brother Cheng, what are they doing spinning silk?"
After she recovered from her cold and fever, her voice was no longer hoarse. It couldn't be called a silver bell, but it still sounded better than a barbell.
"We spin silk and make cocoons. Later we become good at weaving cloth. After weaving the cloth, we made a little underwear for my little daughter-in-law."
A certain god's son said shamelessly without changing his expression.
"What...is Xiao Nenei?"
The milk tea girl stared at Han Cheng and asked confusedly with her dark eyes.
"That...is the clothes I'm wearing..."
"profound……"
The milk tea girl looked at it with her head tilted and thought for a while, but she still couldn't figure out what the little underwear that brother Cheng wanted to make for her would look like.
After thinking about this for a while, he nodded in confusion, his braid swaying.
