Chapter 690 A fruit tree larger than all fruit trees
There is a reason why Huo Er refuses to eat, and there is more than one reason.
The most direct reason is the bowel movement this afternoon.
After Han Cheng's advocacy over the years, people in the tribe have long been accustomed to going to the toilet to urinate and defecate, and it has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Even if Han Cheng doesn't advocate it, no one except ignorant children will relieve themselves where they sleep.
However, Huo Er did this today, even though a woman from the tribe had already put a diaper on her before doing so.
Feeling the heat underneath his body and watching the women in the tribe changing his diapers, Huo Er felt very uncomfortable.
On the one hand, she was touched by the people in the tribe who took care of her in such a subtle way. On the other hand, she deeply felt that she was a drag on the tribe.
Not only can I no longer contribute to the tribe, but I have also hindered many people in the tribe from being able to work normally.
So she decided not to eat.
In this way, less food will be wasted and less trouble will be caused to the people in the tribe.
As the night got deeper, many people from the tribe came to visit Huo Er and said some comforting words to Huo Er.
There are people who are not good at talking, but they pat their chests and say that they can grow a lot of food, so much that the people in the tribe can't eat it all, and Huo Er can rest in peace.
The performance of everyone in the tribe made Huo Er feel warmer in his heart, but when Han Cheng came over again with food, Huo Er shook his head even more firmly.
The autumn sunshine passes through the window lattice and falls on Huo Er's Kang.
Huo Er turned his head and could see some swaying bamboo leaves outside through the window.
Sometimes there will be one or two birds flying over this small sky.
This kang was changed by Han Chengxin for Huo Er, in order to prevent Huo Er from getting too bored.
It would be strange for a good person to suddenly have his leg broken and have to lie on the bed with no urine or feces. It would be strange if he didn't rush.
At this time, Han Cheng was squatting in front of a small stone mortar, slowly pounding the contents with the stone mortar.
When the contents inside become mushy, carefully scoop it out with a spoon and put it into the bowl.
These pastes are white and green, and mixed with many tiny red skins.
These gooey fruits are the red mountain fruits that Han Cheng asked the tribesmen to pick.
After washing, remove the seeds and slowly crush them with a stone mortar.
This is specially made for Huo Er.
Ever since Huo Er broke his leg, his appetite has not been very good and he basically doesn't eat much.
Yesterday, after much persuasion, she took only half a mouthful, but before she could swallow it, she spit it out again.
Although he didn't know why Huo Er's appetite suddenly became so bad, Han Cheng still made his own efforts based on past experience.
The long-ripe mountain fruit tastes sour and sweet, and is extremely appetizing. Han Cheng, who ate hawthorn pills as a child, remembered this very clearly.
Han Cheng doesn't know how to make hawthorn pills, but he can make hawthorn porridge.
It's a big deal that people can't eat enough food. People are like iron, and rice is like steel. For Han Cheng, who has a great appetite, he will still be hungry every time he eats three times a day.
Therefore, the most important thing at present is not to find a way to cure Huo Er's broken leg, but to find a way to regulate Huo Er's appetite.
The room was quiet, and everyone in the tribe was busy with their own affairs. Huo Er lay on the kang and looked at the sky outside the window quietly.
She no longer felt hungry. After a long period of suffering that felt like her stomach was on fire, she no longer felt hungry.
She was lying on the kang, her whole body was light and airy.
She looked at the white cloud that appeared in the sky outside the window and felt that she was floating in the sky like the cloud. This feeling was extremely wonderful and comfortable.
A lot of things came to her mind these past few days.
Most of what she recalled was what happened after the Son of God came to the tribe.
Before the Son of God came, life was very hard. It was basically the same thing day after day. There really wasn’t much to think about or miss.
But now, she was thinking more about the fruit that made her roll down the hillside.
The fruit she didn't pick up in the end.
But now when I think about it, I don’t feel like it was such a waste.
Because at this time, she had already come to the soil slope again and watched the fruit rot with her own eyes, and then the kernel sprouted, grew, blossomed, and bore fruit.
This fruit tree grew very big, bigger than all the fruit trees in the tribe.
The fruit trees are full of fruits that are reddened by the sun. There are naughty children, as dexterous as monkeys, climbing on them to pick the fruits.
A piece of fruit fell from a child's hand and rolled down, stopping only when it reached Huo Er's feet.
Huo Er slowly bent down, picked up the fruit, wiped it with his rough palm, and slowly put it into his mouth.
With a gentle bite, the sweet fruit juice flows into your mouth and spreads towards your limbs and bones.
A bright smile appeared on Huo Er's face...
"Bata..."
A small voice sounded in the quiet room.
Something slipped from Huo Er's hand hanging on the edge of the kang. After falling on the ground, it rolled forward for a while, and finally landed in an inconspicuous place and stopped.
This is a core, the core of the fruit that Huo Er picked up and put in his pocket.
At this moment, there are some tooth marks on the core, and there are some gaps in some places.
This was something Huo Er could not bear because of hunger, so he chewed it out with his incomplete teeth when no one was around.
After this noise, the room became quiet again.
The sunlight outside the window fell quietly and fell on Huo Er's smiling face, illuminating her face with a dazzling light...
Not long after, footsteps came from the door, along with the sound of spoons and bowls clashing.
Han Cheng, who was making mountain fruit porridge while walking, appeared in the room with a smile on his face and walked briskly towards the place where Huo Er slept.
This is to give Huo Er a psychological hint and make her feel that her own matter is not serious.
Han Cheng suddenly stopped as he walked forward. After standing in front of the kang for a while, he sighed and slowly sat on the edge of the kang facing Huo Er...
Three days later, a primitive woman cleaning the house with a broom swept the fruit core from an inconspicuous corner. She bent down to pick it up and looked at it in her hand.
I was a little bit curious about what could bite the mark on this fruit core. You must know that this kind of fruit core is the strongest, and it is sometimes difficult to break it open with a stone.
This strangeness did not last long. She quickly threw the core to the ground and continued to clean the house with a broom. The core was mixed with other dust and debris...
