Chapter 761 More terrifying than bear children are bear parents (supplementary)
Inside the room, the lit oil lamp had long been extinguished. The light reflected from the snow outside shone on the windows covered with a thin layer of leather, making the room without lights still have some light. After the eyes adapted to the light, they could
I saw some unclear outlines.
Through the not-so-bright light, you can see that Han Cheng, who loves sports, is doing push-ups on the heated kang.
As Han Cheng bent his arms up and down, Little Pea, which was hanging on Han Cheng's back like a little monkey, hugged Han Cheng's neck and giggled from time to time.
"Dad, I'm still doing it, I'm still doing it..."
I woke up in the middle of the night and found Little Pea playing a fun game. She giggled. After seeing her father stop, she encouraged her with a sweet voice.
Han Cheng, who had a black line on his forehead, thought about his biological child several times in his mind, and then he resisted the urge to pick up the little guy's legs and throw them into the urine can, and then bent his arms to do a few push-ups.
When he bent his arms, his eyes met Bai Xuemei lying on the kang, and both of them had extremely helpless looks in their eyes.
Amidst Xiao Wandou's giggles, Han Cheng did it for about ten more times. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and coaxed and coaxed him to get Xiao Wandou off his back. He couldn't help but want to kick this guy off the bed.
Impulsively, I told this guy a story about the seven dwarfs who didn't sleep at night, so they became very short. It took a while to coax this little guy to sleep, and he seemed to be in great spirits after sleeping for a while.
After finally putting the little guy to sleep, the two looked at each other for a few times and finally got together.
But 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 "ride the ball" with a sweet voice, and let him continue to do push-ups with him on his back...
So the passion that had been brewing for a long time ended hastily.
Tomorrow I will give you a separate bed and let you sleep on your own!
Let you, a cheating, unlucky kid, stay up in the middle of the night, yelling about riding a group!
Han Dashenzi, who was full of resentment, looked at Xiao Wandou who had fallen asleep next to him, and thought angrily in his heart.
In fact, Little Wandou already had his own bed, but when the weather turned cold, Han Cheng was worried that the little guy wouldn't be able to sleep alone, so he moved him to the big kang where he and Bai Xuemei slept.
Who would have known that this guy would make such a fool of himself tonight?
Han Cheng, who was lying on the kang, had a reason for loving sports tonight. It was the opportunity he mentioned when he told Wu about the large-scale liberation of a group of slaves from the Soaring Snake Tribe.
Even if you don’t have an opportunity, you have to create an opportunity yourself. This sentence is easy to say, but if you want to do it, it will make people lose their hair.
Just like Han Cheng now, his head hurts from thinking about this matter. From day to night, until midnight, he couldn't sleep because of all his thoughts, and he couldn't think of any good way to create a suitable opportunity.
Provide effect bonuses for things to be done next.
It's for sleeping at night.
This is the philosophy Han Dashenzi has always adhered to since he came to primitive society. Insomnia is not allowed.
I couldn't sleep, so I had to take sleeping pills to sleep, so something like this happened tonight...
But no matter what, the effect of sleeping pills is still as good as ever. Not long after taking it, Han Dashenzi fell into sleep...
The next day, in the office next to the large tiled house of the Qingque tribe with a brazier lit, Han Cheng sat 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 working on Qingque's ten-year development plan.
This was a way to distract Han Cheng who had been thinking about the opportunity for half a day and still had no results. His mind was in a mess.
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 several years.
Qingque's ten-year development plan is to cultivate more land, plant more crops, and harvest more food. This is absolutely essential, because stomach problems have always been the most fundamental and core issue in the tribe and cannot be underestimated at all.
The issues surrounding land can also extend to other things.
For example, the training of newly acquired donkeys, such as in order to better use these donkeys for plowing, requires tailor-made donkey harnesses for donkeys.
After all, donkeys and deer are very different. A condom suitable for deer may not be suitable for donkeys.
At the same time, a batch of bronze plows also need to be cast and made after the beginning of spring next year.
Necessary agricultural tools such as bronze shovels and bronze hoe heads also need to be cast in batches.
After all, the more people in the tribe, the more tools are needed.
Han Cheng was lying on the desk, thinking and recording these things on paper.
After a long time like this, Han Cheng put down his pen, pondered for a while, opened the door and walked out of the yard.
In the yard, there were round and round people walking clumsily, with resentful expressions on their faces.
Of course it was resentful, because the lawless guy Little Pea was now riding on its back, giggling happily.
Seeing Han Cheng approaching, Tuantuan, who was rounder than a circle, hurried over and grabbed Han Cheng's legs with his two front paws to prevent Han Cheng from leaving.
It wants Han Cheng to take away the stupid son of Han Cheng's family, and it will torment itself elsewhere.
In the past, whenever it did this, Han Cheng would take Little Pea away.
But something is obviously different today.
The silly son who was riding on Tuantuan, giggling with joy, easily reminded Han Cheng of some unpleasant things that happened last night.
"I don't want this cheating brat anymore."
Han Cheng finally pulled his legs out of the bear hug, pulled his pants that were almost pulled down by the bear hug, rubbed his head angrily, said a word, turned around and left neatly.
The panda Tuan Tuan was left alone with a look of grievance.
Which one is more powerful, a naughty child or a bear?
The answer is obvious. You can easily figure this out just by looking at the bear lying in the snow den with a look of despair and having lost its dream of living a bear life, and then looking at the giggling naughty child on the panda.
This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that this naughty child has a naughty parent who doesn’t care about him...
Xiong's patriarch, Han Cheng, was standing on the wall at this time, looking around the snow-covered tribe in the cold wind.
Looking around, except for the mountain behind it and the trees deliberately left behind, there is very little vegetation around.
These are the results of the Qingque tribe's hard work over the years to open up land.
In the past, Han Cheng was in a particularly wonderful mood when looking at this large area of land, but today he felt a little uncomfortable.
Because all the land around the tribe that can be cultivated has been cultivated, and if you want to cultivate it further away, all kinds of inconveniences will arise...
