I am a Primitive Man

The blessed general was okay, but the little guy was terrible, squeezing his eyes and crying with a toothless mouth, and his tightly clenched fists danced from time to time, looking extremely arrogant.

The crying child has milk to eat, this sentence is not false.

After crying for a while, the little guy was held in her arms by Xuemei Bai, who looked awkwardly around her clothes and fed the little guy milk.

The soft food blocked his mouth, and the little guy murmured twice and stopped speaking. While sucking, he held the white rice bowl with his hands.

Seeing something that was exclusively his own before, now being eaten by the little guy like this, Han Cheng couldn't help but sniffle.

Mother, as expected, the children are all vampires. They were just born and started robbing Laozi for food.

After eating for a while, the little guy stopped making trouble and fell asleep again. Han Chengcheng asked Bai Xuemei to put the little guy on the kang and let him go to sleep.

The little guy didn't sleep for long before he cried again.

The food entered his mouth again, which stopped his crying.

After eating for a while, Bai Xuemei tried to slowly put the little guy who was no longer making people on the kang.

As soon as the hand left, the little guy started crying again.

Bai Xuemei was at a loss, she just cried if she didn't know what was wrong with this little guy.

Han Cheng hugged the soft little guy in his arms, shrugged in a small area, and whispered indiscriminately with "O~O~baby sleepy~" in his mouth, but he couldn't help it at all. .

Bai Xuemei sat up upright in distress, took the little guy from Han Cheng's arms, and once again sacrificed the magic weapon of ‘stopping the trouble’. When the thing reached her mouth, the little guy stopped uttering twice.

Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei's chest, then looked down at his own, and couldn't help but sniffle slightly.

Sure enough, being a mother has an advantage over being a father.

However, Bai Xuemei's advantage was not obvious enough, the little guy ate for a while, and just after leaving his mouth, he started to make trouble again.

Is this little guy so obsessed with jobs? Refused to leave your mouth? This is too domineering!

Han Cheng thought this way.

After doing this twice and three times, Han Cheng saw a clue.

He walked two steps next to Bai Xuemei, and looked at his son who was eating hard with his job. After swallowing, he lifted Bai Xuemei's coat completely.

Then he bent over and opened his mouth, and started to eat with his son.

Bai Xuemei looked at the freshman father and son in her arms, she was a little bit astonished for a while, and she wanted to laugh.

Of course, Han Cheng didn't look at his son's dinner, but also wanted to follow him. He did this for a purpose.

After sucking a few mouthfuls, Han Cheng discovered the crux of the problem.

It's not because the little guy likes to make people, but because there is no food in these two rice bowls of Bai Xuemei.

After eating for so long, the little guy didn't eat a bite of rice in his mouth, and the more he ate, the more hungry he got, of course he would cry.

After thinking about it, Han Cheng took the little guy out of the room.

There are a lot of breastfeeding women in the tribe, and it is easy to find a breastfeeding child.

Not far away, I saw the star who was sitting in the shade and breastfeeding the child.

It is always embarrassing for a man to talk about such things as borrowing milk, especially for men like Han Cheng from later generations.

But look at the crying little guy in his arms. No matter how difficult it is to open his mouth, Han Cheng has to open it.

To a certain extent, children in the tribe are raised together. It is very common to feed children who are not born by themselves.

As soon as Han Cheng spoke, Star here already smiled and took the crying little guy over.

Putting one arm around one, he started feeding the two little ones.

After eating for a long time, the little guy who had an empty rice bowl finally encountered a rice bowl this time. He ate extremely greedily, and his small mouth was allowed to suck.

The other one in the arms of the star has stopped eating, he is still eating.

After a while, the little guy finally shut up.

The satiated little guy looked good, stopped crying, and stared into the sky with sullen eyes.

Han Cheng went back with his son and walked a short distance inside the house. This guy was already asleep.

Seeing that the little guy ate and drank quietly, she quietly fell asleep, and the worrying sister Bai Xue was relieved.

But she soon became uncomfortable again, because she had no milk and could not feed her baby.

Han Cheng has a vague understanding of this, as if saying that people are different from people. Some people's milk will not come down until the child is born for a period of time.

During this process, the parturient can be given more food to promote lactation.

In my memory, hedgehog meat and loach cumin can induce milk. Hedgehogs are not easy to find at the moment, but loach is better.

"It's okay. Brother Cheng is here, and I will definitely let the milk come out."

Han Cheng was very uncomfortable seeing Bai Xuemei, so he patted his chest to make sure.

Lie on the edge of the kang and watched his son for a while, Han Chengcheng went out and called on the minors in the tribe to dig earthworms and catch the loach.

The children are most interested in such activities, but now it is Han Cheng, the son of God, who is calling.

In a short while, a group of chattering enthusiasts had gathered, carrying two pottery pots, and following Han Cheng towards the river...

In the afternoon, I went to collect the card. The harvest was full, half a bowl of slippery autumn loach, and a few white eels and two rice eels made people happy.

Compared with the rice field eels, snakes, and pythons, the rice field eels are actually more like the legendary dragon. This is because the rice field eels have small ears.

White eels are not very common in later generations, but there are quite a few in this small river in front of the Qingque tribe, and the number is more than that of rice eels.

And compared with rice field eel, the meat of rice field eel is more flavorful.

Of course, this is not because the rice field eel is more naughty, and sometimes I play "The rice field eel, let's go" and stay where it shouldn't be.

After the loach was processed, the soup was boiled. After it was boiled, Bai Xuemei served two bowls, and the rest was distributed to the others who were still breastfeeding.

A few rice eels and rice eels were cut into pieces, and after being fried, they became the stomachs of Han Cheng and others.

After eating these ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and waiting for a while, Han Cheng and others ate dinner again, and the sky gradually darkened.

During this process, Han Cheng held his baby boy and took milk twice with other women in the tribe.

The little guy can eat, pull, and pee. You can't say much, because even if you say it, people won't pay attention to you, it's still its own way.

Sleep well when you are in a good mood, and cry when you open your mouth when you are in a bad mood. You have to coax.

This is how to give birth to a son, it is obviously to give birth to an ancestor.

It was only the past half a day, and Han Chengcheng had a deep understanding of the difficulty of Dad.

At night, Bai Xuemei's milk still didn't come down. Looking at the worried Bai Xuemei, Han Cheng felt that it was time for him to make a big move...

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