"Dad, it's delicious! Delicious!"

After taking a mouthful of yogurt, Little Pea started to praise the food in rapid succession.

Listening to his son's cheerful voice and looking at the greedy little Xing'er eating beside him, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, and he felt full of a sense of accomplishment.

Many times, cooking food for others is also a kind of happiness.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the people who eat the food you cook should eat it happily. If they stop eating after two bites and complain about it, then there is really no happiness at all. Instead, they want you to pick up the cooking spoon and hit them with the green bumps on their head.

"Dad, you eat!"

Little Pea scooped a big spoonful of yogurt from the bowl and fed it to Han Cheng on tiptoe.

"Dad, eat~."

After seeing her brother's actions, Xiao Xing'er also imitated her brother and scooped a big spoonful of yogurt from her bowl. She also stood on tiptoe and called her father Han Cheng to eat yogurt.

Such behavior deeply moved Han Cheng, the old father.

However, after seeing the yogurt stuck around the two children's mouths like white beards, Han Cheng was ultimately unable to bring himself to accept the deep filial piety from the children.

"Dad has eaten. He doesn't want to eat anymore. You guys eat it."

Han Cheng said with a smile.

"Dad lied, Dad didn't eat it, Dad, you eat some, it's delicious."

Little Pea has grown up and is no longer easy to fool, so he said this out loud.

"Dad lied..."

Little Xing'er imitated Little Pea and spoke out loud.

"Dad has really eaten. You guys eat. Dad doesn't want to eat."

Han Cheng continued to refuse.

Little Pea already understood a lot of things. Seeing his father Han Cheng constantly making excuses, there was some mist in his eyes.

It’s really not easy for dad. When he makes delicious food, he can’t bear to eat it himself and only shares it with a few others. Dad works so hard!

With such touching thoughts in his heart, Little Pea became more determined.

Dad must have some of this good stuff too!

"Dad, you eat, you eat..."

Faced with the two children's eagerness to give in, Han Cheng was ultimately unable to resist.

In the end, they could only take a bite from their spoons each. Only then did the two little guys give up and start eating the yogurt in the bowl seriously.

Han Cheng felt the taste of yogurt in his mouth, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions for a moment.

Although this yogurt tastes cruel, it makes people feel very comfortable after eating it.

Han Cheng picked up another bowl and scooped out another bowl, which was for Bai Xuemei, the child bride.

After serving this bowl, there was not much left in the basin.

Han Ben originally wanted to give all the remaining ones to the Little Pea siblings.

When I looked up, I found that there were several children not far away, counting their fingers and looking at this place eagerly.

Han Cheng stopped what he was about to do, took out a few bowls from the side and placed them next to the stove, divided the remaining yogurt in the basin evenly among the bowls, and took out a spoon and put it in each bowl.

"Come and eat."

Han Cheng greeted them with a smile.

After hearing Han Cheng's call, the children ran over.

Then Yi Yi took the bowl of yogurt from Han Cheng's hand, bowed to Han Cheng, and started eating aside.

The little ones couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when they tasted the yogurt, which was something they had never tasted before.

Just as we settled these little guys down, more little guys came over.

Han Cheng was also a little helpless.

I didn’t make much yogurt this time, so it was just a small bowl.

No matter how we divide it, it is impossible for all the children in the tribe to eat it.

"No more, I made less this time, I'll make more later, and tomorrow morning, you can all drink yogurt!"

Han Cheng said this to the children.

The children in the tribe were very well-behaved. After hearing what Han Cheng said, they left sensibly.

Han Cheng then went to find Bai Xuemei, taking the last bowl of yogurt that he had specially prepared for her.

He reserved this bowl of yogurt specifically for Sister Bai Xue and would not give it to anyone else.

If others want to eat it, they can only wait until next time and cannot think of taking this bowl of yogurt.

This is Han Cheng’s principle.

“Try this.”

Han Cheng said with a smile, and took his little son from Bai Xue's arms.

“Is this yogurt?”

Sister Bai Xue said excitedly.

"Um."

“It’s delicious!”

Sister Bai Xue likes sour food, and this sour yogurt is very much in line with her taste.

After taking a bite, my eyes immediately curved with smiles and I couldn't help but sigh out loud.

As he said this, he scooped a spoonful of yogurt from the bowl and fed it to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng was somewhat disgusted with the food he fed his own child, but he had no disgust at all with the food his child's mother fed him.

He just opened his mouth and ate it.

The two of them started eating, taking turns to eat.

Huang Dou, the youngest son held by Han Cheng, stared with his bright eyes at his parents showing their affection here.

After a while, maybe because he was disgusted by his parents' behavior, the little guy opened his mouth and spit out the milk he had swallowed...

Seeing this scene, Han Cheng felt that the yogurt in the bowl suddenly lost its fragrance.

…

Just like other foods Han Cheng had made before, the yogurt that appeared for the first time in the Qingque tribe quickly caused a sensation.

Especially among children.

The tribe now raises more livestock such as deer and sheep, and the milk production has also increased.

Yesterday, Han Cheng went to milk in the afternoon, so there wasn't much. But in the morning, there was a lot of milk.

Han Cheng gave instructions to the people in the tribe, asking them to save the milk squeezed out today and not drink it directly after heating it, but to make it into yogurt...

In the kitchen, pots of raw milk were poured into pots and heated. After heating, yeast soaked in water was put in to start the production.

When Han Cheng was making it, there were quite a few people watching nearby.

After Han Cheng made a pot, he asked some people here to make it by imitating what he had done.

These people are the cooks in the tribe.

After they learned it, Han Cheng didn't have to do anything anymore and the tribe could eat yogurt in the future.

Han Cheng's promise was fulfilled ahead of schedule.

Originally, he told the children in the tribe to eat yogurt tomorrow. However, because they started making it after breakfast in the morning, the yogurt in the pot was ready by the evening.

Small bowls of yogurt were scooped out from the basin and distributed to the people in the tribe. The children were very happy while eating them, and the whole Qingque tribe was filled with laughter.

At this point, the Green Bird Tribe once again had a popular drink...

"Anyone want to go to the Tongshan Residential Area to play?!"

In the room, Han Cheng looked at Little Wandou and Little Xing'er and asked in a mysterious tone.

"Dad, I want to go, I want to go!"

Little Pea shouted with joy.

"Dad, I'm going~"

Little Xing'er also cried in a baby voice.

"Everyone, everyone, everyone!"

Han Cheng said to the two little guys with a smile.

"Bring your mother and brother with you."

Han Cheng turned his head and looked at Bai Xuemei and said with a smile.

Sister Bai Xue smiled brightly.

Han Cheng had already decided to go to Tongshan residential area on the way.

The Tongshan residential area is an integral part of the tribe and occupies an extremely important position in the entire Qingque tribal residential area.

He hadn't been back for a long time. This time when he came back from the south, he insisted on visiting the Tongshan residential area.

First of all, you can see what the Tongshan residential area looks like now.

Secondly, you can try to give some suggestions.

Thirdly, it can provide opportunities for people living in the Tongshan residential area to communicate well and cultivate their feelings.

Fourthly, you can take Sister Bai Xue and others out for a walk along the Bronze Highway, have some fun, relax and change your mood.

Under Han Cheng's arrangement, a tour-like itinerary was quickly launched.

The morning breeze in late spring and early summer floats gently, bringing a cool feeling. The morning sky is still moist with morning dew.

"Moo~!"

The ox pulling the cart raised its head and bellowed loudly, and some hot white steam came out of its open mouth.

"ha!"

Han Cheng pulled the rope tied to the cow's nose through the nose ring, shook it a little harder, and shouted, giving the cow the order to move forward.

As he walked forward, shouted and pulled, the cow he was leading also took steps forward.

As it walked, the ox cart on its neck also moved.

The ox cart was covered with a layer of reed mats.

Behind the side of the car, there is a wooden board as high as the side of the car blocking it.

Prevent people from sliding backwards.

Against this board were placed some jars, cans, and some packages.

These are snacks and other food that Han Cheng prepared for eating on the road.

In the car sat Snow White, who was holding her youngest son, as well as Little Pea and Little Xing'er.

Fu Jiang, who was already a little lazy, also lay on the cart and let the ox pull him.

On its back lay a fiery red little creature, yawning lazily.

This is the cat that Han Cheng got from the now-defunct Red Tiger Tribe and named Fuxing.

There was another ox cart behind Han Cheng's ox cart.

This ox cart was also covered with reed mats and some food was placed on them.

It’s just that the people sitting on it are different from those in the car in front.

The people sitting in the car at the back were Wu, and Yuan had a big belly.

The person pulling the ox cart forward is the next witch, Stone.

Behind them, there were some people with weapons.

In the morning light, Han Cheng led the cow away from the tribe.

The wheels of the ox cart rolled over the stone-paved road, rumbling forward all the way.

After going a short distance forward, the ox cart drove onto the Bronze Highway.

Han Cheng was really driving a ox cart on the highway.

After getting on the Bronze Expressway, the road becomes easier to drive on. You just need to follow the main road westward without too much traction.

So Han Cheng let go of the reins in his hand, held the rope himself, and sat on the ox cart.

He was sitting on the front left side of the ox cart, close to the left shaft.

One of his legs was resting on the shaft of the cart, while the other was hanging over the side of the cart, with his foot about twenty centimeters off the ground.

He sat there calmly, looking like a very experienced bull handler.

If Han Cheng wrapped the reins in his hand around the two horns on the bull's head, put on a black or gray, dusty shirt, and held a pipe in his mouth, he would look more like a very experienced bull handler.

The ox cart moved slowly along the Bronze Highway, and the scenery on both sides moved slowly.

Looking around, both sides of the road are green, like a carpet split in the middle by the road, extending into the distance.

This is the millet grown in the tribe.

With the continuous management and construction over the years, more and more fields have been opened up in the Qingque main tribe.

The part of the Bronze Highway close to the main tribe, three miles away from the Bronze Highway, has been reclaimed into farmland and planted with crops.

Han Cheng's decision to build the Bronze Expressway was a very wise one.

After the construction of the Bronze Expressway, it not only strengthened the connection between the main tribe and the Tongshan residential area, but also accelerated the development of the areas on both sides of the road due to its convenient transportation.

Little Xing'er and Little Wandou, who were sitting on the ox cart, were looking at the scenery on both sides and were very happy.

Little Pea is a person who can't sit still.

After a while, he got off the ox cart and moved along with it.

As for Xiao Xing'er, she lay on the car and looked down through the gap in the car board.

Look at the grass, stone particles and other things that flash by below with extreme care.

Sister Bai Xue put her little son, who had fallen asleep, into the swaddle in the car, and looked at the fresh scenery around her, the children, and her brother Cheng who was driving the car. Her whole body and mind became exceptionally happy.

The witch sitting in the car at the back couldn't stop smiling as he looked at the numerous crops on both sides of the road.

The ox cart continued to move forward along the Bronze Highway, leaving laughter along the way.

The ox cart went farther and farther away, and finally disappeared on the road which was also getting narrower...

"#￥#4..."

In a place far away from the Qingque tribe, someone was speaking loudly like this.

The person who was speaking had disheveled hair and many scars on his body and face.

His right shoulder tilted downward slightly, and the prey he was carrying on his shoulder slid to the ground and fell into a heap.

After hearing his voice and seeing the prey on the ground, the people here immediately cheered.

People are more proactive in doing things.

Those who were using mud, stones and other materials to paste the walls couldn't help but speed up their movements.

The man looked at the scene in front of him and a smile appeared on his face.

On his unshaven face, one could vaguely see the appearance of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe...