Chapter 390 The dog that does not make people worry
Not giving up until we reach the Yellow River is probably the mentality of many people.
Knowing this, Han Cheng was basically not affected when Wu and Senior Brother were disappointed because of the failure of this matter.
"Don't worry, they still have salt to eat now. When they finish all the salt..."
Han Cheng told Wu and his senior brother separately.
Since we are not prepared to win by force, we have to endure this somewhat torturous wait.
Everything that needs to be done has been done, and the rest will be left to time. When the time comes, the next step will be chosen based on the specific results.
After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, Wu and Senior Brother felt much better.
After a soft spring rain, the grass becomes greener and the flowers bloom more beautifully.
The Qingque tribe also started the great business of planting millet, which they had been busy for a long time.
The stone had recorded the 'history' of the Qingque tribe for a while. I picked up the stone pen and wrote the word Guyu in the grid where yesterday was recorded.
The reason for such a name is because after the rain fell, the Son of God began to prepare people to plant millet.
"YoYo……"
In a prosperous wilderness full of life, the deer pulling a columbine barked unwillingly.
In such a bright spring moment, the most suitable thing to do is to lead a large group of your subordinates, go out and eat grass, and do something that makes the deer happy physically and mentally.
But now, Mr. Deer is being driven here on a columbine cart.
Not only it, but about half of the adult deer in the group were walking in this wilderness with something in tow.
When they get tired, the other half of the deer will be yoked and take over their work.
Only twolegs are allowed to do that, and deer are not allowed to do that.
Uncle Deer, who witnessed the happy party held not long ago, screamed even more resentfully.
How could anyone bully a deer like this?
Fu Jiang and his silly children no longer follow the deer herd like they did in the wild.
They were scattered across the fields, running around for a while from time to time.
But no one dared to get close to the rapeseed field that was blooming brightly. This was the result of Han Cheng's continuous kicks on Xiaofu's buttocks, which were covered in yellow pollen.
The millet seeds carefully stored by everyone in the Qingque tribe turned into thin threads and flowed into the ditch. It would not take long for them to break through the ground and sprout.
The Qingque tribe's large-scale land reclamation and farmland consolidation has been very effective. Now, in addition to the dozens of acres of land where rapeseed is grown, there are still about 680 acres of idle land left.
It can be said that the results of this long-lasting land reclamation have exceeded Han Cheng's imagination.
Of these 680 acres, 80 acres will be left.
Part of the eighty acres left was used to grow wild hemp, and the rest could only be left idle.
It's not that Han Cheng doesn't want to plant, but that there are no seeds.
Hundreds of acres of land, not to mention the rest, just the seeds alone will require a lot.
Most of the millet harvested last year was not eaten at all. It was all planted, but it was still not enough.
In the tribe, Bai Xuemei was squatting there and carefully watching the silkworm seeds placed under the warm sunshine, expecting them to come out of them. There were fresh mulberry leaves that she had prepared.
Facts have proven that Erha and dogs similar to Erha are not things that make people worry, whether in primitive times or in later generations.
"Woooooo~"
"Woooooo~"
Accompanied by wails and screams that resounded throughout the wilderness, Xiaofu, who was kicked several times by Han Cheng and left angrily. He ran to who knows where and came out from a distance.
He ran away as if something was chasing him, screaming miserably as he ran.
Sometimes he would roll on the ground.
There were four other little blessings scattered among the lucky generals in the field. They shouted "woo woo" and flew towards it.
The deer that heard the noise also stopped, raised its ears and looked over there. Someone was already carrying a hoe, a hoe and other agricultural tools and was quickly moving towards the direction. Han Cheng, who was surrounded by several people, also headed there.
Junior Brother Sha, who never left his bow, had already nocked an arrow, which was a feather arrow equipped with an iron arrowhead, and he looked around with a vigilant look.
Once there is danger somewhere, the arrow in his hand will definitely fly over as soon as possible.
"Woooooooo..."
After running here, he probably felt safe. Xiaofu stopped running and lay down on the ground, whining and rolling on the ground in pain.
Fu Jiang and several others had already rushed to his side, jumping around anxiously around Xiao Fu.
Han Cheng and others dared to come over, and took advantage of Xiao Fu's rolling to look at its body. They did not see anything like a snake, and they also found no conspicuous injuries.
But Xiaofu's pain is real. This guy is restless now, whining and writhing incessantly.
Han Cheng asked people to step back and not get too close to Xiaofu, so as not to be accidentally injured by the irrational Xiaofu.
After waiting like this for a while, Xiaofu finally stopped whining, but he looked like he had gained a lot of weight.
Especially the face, which was so fat that it was out of shape, and the two eyes were narrowed into a slit. Standing there, they were as good as the two lucky generals, with an inexplicable sense of joy.
Although he knew it was not good to laugh at this time, Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh twice when he saw Xiao Fu who was so fat that he was out of shape.
Then I started tentatively checking it.
Judging from this guy's current condition, it is very likely that he was bitten by some poisonous snake, insect or ant, otherwise he wouldn't be so miserable.
It's best not to be something too poisonous. Facing this unknown thing, Han Cheng didn't have any good ideas to think of.
After confirming that it was not a ferocious beast, Han Cheng asked others to rake the ground and sow seeds, leaving only Wu and a few other less busy people around him.
The fat Xiaofu looked a little uneasy, and Han Cheng comforted him for a while before letting Han Cheng check.
Carefully brushing away the fur on Xiao Fu's head, Han Cheng's eyes narrowed.
It was a black and purple spot that looked like it was bitten by something!
Han Cheng continued to carefully check, and Xiaofu, who was so fat that he was out of shape, squatted there, cooperating aggrievedly, like a child who had been beaten outside.
"hiss!"
Han Cheng couldn't help but gasp. There were nine such spots on Xiao Fu's head alone!
What on earth did this guy provoke?
What's stuck on your mouth? Why is it so sticky?
Han Cheng, who was holding Xiaofu's chin for inspection, thought like this, took his hand away and put it in front of his eyes.
Before he could see clearly, Xiao Fu, whose face was swollen like this, actually opened his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked Han Cheng's hand with his tongue, and then tried his best to sweep down his own.
