I am a Primitive Man

"It's okay, just rest for a while."

Han Cheng, whose heart sank to the bottom, suddenly reacted, with a relaxed smile on his face, and said to Huo Er and the people who quickly surrounded Huo Er when he learned that Huo Er had happened.

These people who looked at Huo Er lying on the ground with concern on their faces immediately let out a sigh of relief after hearing Han Cheng's words, and their tight faces showed some relaxed expressions.

When the living environment changes and becomes more affluent, people are generally more able to produce something better after ensuring that their normal life can be satisfied.

Take the Qingque tribe now.

Before Han Cheng came over, they were still struggling to survive, but this was not the case for those who had lost the ability to work, just like the tribe's status was extremely low at the time.

When encountering a shortage of food in the tribe, Han Cheng felt that the people of the Qingque tribe might have done things like eating their own people in the past.

But things like this won't happen anymore. After living in abundance, without any guidance from Han Cheng, they begin to value and care about their companions' lives.

After hearing Han Cheng say such a thing, Wu said to prepare for someone to carefully carry Huo Er back, and let her lie down on the kang. It's not a thing to always be here.

As soon as the big brother and the others were about to do it, Han Cheng quickly stopped them.

Huo Er's leg was broken, and the position of the break was still tricky.

This place is a little far away from the tribe, just carry it back like this, Huo Er will definitely not be able to bear it.

Han Cheng asked some people to guard here, while he called the clever Bai Xuemei, and a few limping people quickly went to the tribe.

After returning, he asked Limp to chop off the arm-thick stick, while he and Bai Xuemei worked on animal skins.

A few people quickly moved their hands, and it didn't take long for a simple animal skin stretcher to be taken out.

Under the slope, the stretcher was laid flat on the ground. Under the repeated orders of Han Cheng, the senior brothers carefully lifted Huo Er from the ground and placed it on the stretcher.

Even though this process had been very careful, it still touched Huo Er's broken leg...

"God, Huo Er's legs..."

Within the tribe, after Huo Er was placed, when the people were almost dispersed, Wu lowered his voice and asked Han Cheng in a place where there were no others.

Han Cheng wanted to keep on hiding it, but when he saw Wu's appearance, he knew that this very clever old man had basically noticed something wrong.

After thinking about it, she didn't conceal: "Her legs should not grow well, but if you serve her well, she can save her life."

After hearing what Han Cheng said, Wu didn't show much grief.

After a little silence, Wu pointed to the rows of granaries and said, "We have a lot of food! There is also meat, and Huo Er can eat full without work!"

When he said this, Wu was quite proud and extremely determined.

Han Cheng understood what he meant.

Reached out to grasp Wu's hand and tightened it firmly.

"Even if she doesn't work, she won't be short of her food!"

After speaking, Han Chenggong went to cook the crucian carp soup for Huo Er himself.

After such a long time of contact, Han Cheng has already developed feelings for these people, especially for the small group of people from the Qingque tribe. Han Cheng's relationship with them is even more unusual, just like his family.

Huo Yi had gone two years ago, and now something has happened to Huo Er. Seeing these most familiar people leave one by one, it would be strange if Han Cheng felt not uncomfortable.

In the room, Huo Er quietly lay on the soft kang.

The pain in her leg came round and round, causing her heart to twitch.

By now, she knew that her leg wasn't as simple as being knocked by a stone, but it was broken directly from the root.

Huo Er felt that he was going to do it this time, and he might not be able to stand up in the future.

Although the son of God said nothing.

If it was before, she would have believed it very much when the son of God said so, but this time, she felt that it would not work.

Because she was aware of something from the look when the son of God said these things.

This old man, who was not very smart in the past, is now very clever about this matter, and he has become more aware of it.

My legs can't get better, so I can only lie on the kang, there is no way to burn the fire when lying on the kang, and there is no way to pick up fruit for the tribe.

Nothing can be done except food...

Huo Er lay here, thinking slowly.

After thinking about it for a while, the fruit on the hillside appeared in her mind.

She did not regret picking up the fruit, but regretted that she never picked up the fruit.

After a period of time, it will slowly break down...

Han Cheng walked in with a bowl of stewed white crucian carp soup. The crucian carp soup was sprinkled with a little green onion, which smelled tangy.

Han Cheng had no one else to do it, but he personally raised Huo Er’s upper body carefully ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and then sat on the edge of the kang, facing Huo Er, scooped up a spoon of crucian carp soup gently After the cold blow, feed the Huoer cautiously.

A sensation of sourness and heat rushed into Huo Er's heart, and a lot of tears suddenly appeared in the muddy eyes, flowing down the wrinkled face.

"It's okay, you can rest for a while and you can go down to the ground..."

Han Cheng put the spoon back into the bowl, wiped the old man's tears with his hand, while comforting softly, but the tears were wiped more and more.

After a while, Huo Er slowly stopped his tears, and drank the fish soup cooked by Han Cheng himself, and ate some of the fish.

Don’t worry about getting stuck, because they were picked out carefully by Han Cheng...

When it was night, Han Cheng carefully cooked millet porridge for Huo Er.

I used the millet which was newly laid this year, and a lot of finely sliced ​​meat was put into the millet. It was boiled on low heat for a long time, and the stew was fragrant and sticky, which is very suitable for the elderly with bad teeth.

"God, I am not hungry."

Huo Er said softly.

"You have to eat a little if you are not hungry, come."

Han Cheng said softly, a bit like coaxing a child.

"Not hungry, it's uncomfortable to eat."

Huo Er shook his head and said softly.

Seeing Huo Er's words like this, Han Cheng couldn't help feeding him. After thinking about it, he said, "Then I will put it back first, and wait until you're hungry, and then I will heat it for you."

Han Cheng sat here again for a while, said something to Huo Er, comforted her for a while, and walked out with the bowl.

After confirming that there were no people around, Huo Er couldn't help licking his lips, swallowing some saliva with a little effort.

She is already very hungry, but she can't eat...

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