Fu Jiang, who was doused on his head, was okay, but the little guy was in trouble. He squeezed his eyes, opened his toothless mouth and cried loudly. His tightly clenched fists danced from time to time, looking extremely arrogant.
The saying that a child who cries is fed by milk is absolutely true.
After crying for a while, the little guy was held in Bai Xuemei's arms. She clumsily picked up her clothes and fed the little guy milk.
The soft food blocked his mouth, and the little guy whined twice and stopped making any sound. While sucking, he held the white rice bowl in his hands.
Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing when he saw that something that had been his own before was now being eaten by the little guy like this.
Damn it, the children are indeed vampires. They were just born and they started grabbing food from me.
After eating for a while, the little guy stopped fussing and fell asleep again. Han Chenggong asked Bai Xuemei to put the little guy on the kang and let him go to sleep by himself.
The little guy didn't sleep long before he started crying again.
Food entered his mouth again, which stopped his crying.
After eating for a while, Bai Xuemei tried to slowly put the little one who was no longer making trouble on the kang.
As soon as the hand left, the little guy started crying again.
Bai Xuemei was at a loss. She didn't know what was wrong with this little guy, so she just cried.
Han Cheng held the soft little guy in his arms, curled it up in a small area, and coaxed him randomly in a low voice like "Oh~oh~baby is sleeping~". In the end, he couldn't coax him at all, and the more he coaxed him, the more noisy he became.
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Bai Xuemei sat upright in distress, took the little guy from Han Cheng's arms, and once again used the magic weapon of 'stopping trouble'. When the thing came into her mouth, the little guy whined twice and stopped making any sound.
Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei's breasts, then looked down at his own, and couldn't help but twitching his nose slightly.
Sure enough, being a mother always has advantages over being a father.
However, Bai Xuemei's advantage was not obvious enough. The little guy ate it for a while and started to fuss again as soon as he left his mouth.
This little guy is so obsessed with his job? He refuses to leave his mouth? This is too overbearing!
Han Cheng thought so in his heart.
After doing this two or three times, Han Cheng saw the clues.
He took two steps towards Bai Xuemei and looked at his son who was holding his rice bowl and eating hard. After swallowing, he completely lifted up Bai Xuemei's top.
Then he bent down, opened his mouth, and started to compete with his son in eating.
Bai Xuemei looked at the father and son in her arms, and was a little stunned for a moment, but also wanted to laugh.
Of course, Han Cheng didn't just watch his son eating to see if he was greedy, but he also wanted to have a few bites. He did this for a purpose.
After a few sucks, Han Cheng discovered the crux of the problem.
It's not because the little guy likes to make trouble, but there is simply no food in Bai Xuemei's two rice bowls.
The little guy had been eating for so long without even a single bite of food in his mouth, and he was getting hungrier and hungrier as he ate, so of course he would cry.
After thinking for a while, Han Cheng hugged the little guy and left the room.
There are many lactating women in the tribe, so it is easy to find someone to feed their children.
After walking not far, I saw Xing sitting in the shade, breastfeeding her child.
When it comes to things like borrowing breast milk, it always makes people feel a little embarrassed when a man talks about it, especially a man like Han Cheng who comes from later generations.
But look at the crying little guy in his arms. No matter how hard it is to speak, Han Cheng has to.
Children in the tribe are raised together to a certain extent, and it is very common to feed children who are not born by oneself.
As soon as Han Cheng opened his mouth, Xing Xing had already picked up the crying little guy with a smile.
One arm hugged the other and began to breastfeed the two little ones.
The little guy who had had an empty rice bowl for a long time finally met a bowl with rice this time. He ate very greedily and sucked at it in different ways with his small mouth.
The other one in Xing's arms has stopped eating, but he is still eating.
After a while, the little guy finally stopped.
The little guy who had eaten and drank enough looked very good and stopped crying. He stared up at the sky with his dark eyes.
Han Cheng went back with his son in his arms. As soon as he walked a short distance into the house, the guy had already fallen asleep.
Seeing that the little guy fell asleep peacefully after eating and drinking, Bai Xuemei, who had been worried, felt relieved.
But she soon became uncomfortable again because she had no milk and could not feed her child.
Han Cheng had some vague understanding of this aspect. It seemed that people were different. Some people's milk would only come down after the baby was born for a period of time.
During this process, the mother can be given more good food to promote lactation.
In my memory, hedgehog meat and loach and fennel can induce lactation. Hedgehogs are hard to find at the moment, but loach is still relatively easy to get.
"It's okay. Brother Youcheng is here and he will definitely let the milk come out."
Seeing that Bai Xuemei was very uncomfortable, Han Cheng patted his chest and made a promise.
After lying on the edge of the kang and watching his son for a while, Han Chengcheng went out and called on the minors in the tribe to dig up earthworms and catch loaches.
Children are most interested in such activities, but now Han Cheng, the Son of God, is calling them, so why not?
In a short while, a group of people were already gathering, chattering and jumping for joy. Carrying two pottery jars, they followed Han Cheng towards the river...
I went to collect cards in the afternoon, and the harvest was full. Half a basin of slippery loach, a few white eels and two rice eels made me very happy.
Compared to things like eels, snakes, and pythons, the white eel is actually more like the legendary dragon. This is because the white eel has small ears.
White eels are not very common in later generations, but there are quite a few in the small river in front of Qingque tribe, more than eels.
And compared with rice eel, the meat of white eel is more flavorful.
This is certainly not because eels are naughty and sometimes play "let's go, eel" and go to places they shouldn't go.
After processing the loach, make soup. After boiling, he served two bowls to Bai Xuemei and distributed the rest to the others who were still in the lactation period.
Several strips of yellow eel and white eel were cut into pieces, fried, and then entered into the stomachs of Han Cheng and others.
After eating these and waiting for a while, Han Cheng and others had dinner again, and it was getting dark.
During this process, Han Cheng held his little cub in his arms and found other women in the tribe to breastfeed twice.
The little one can eat, poop and pee, but you can't say anything more, because even if you do, people won't pay attention to you and will still go their own way.
If you're in a good mood, go to sleep, but if you're in a bad mood, you'll cry when you open your mouth, and you have to coax her.
This is not the birth of a son, it is clearly the birth of an ancestor.
It had only been half a day in the past, but Han Chengcheng had deeply realized how difficult it was for him to be a dad.
At night, Bai Xuemei's milk still didn't come down. Looking at Bai Xuemei who was a little worried, Han Cheng felt that it was time for him to make a big move...
