Huge piles of bonfires were lit, and the bright flames illuminated the sky red, as well as the white snow and every face.

“Bang, bang, bang~!”

The bamboos were cut into large pieces and placed on the fire to burn by some children who liked to do this. The air in the bamboo joints expanded rapidly due to the heat, and the surface of the bamboo poles became unstable due to the burning flames.

As a result, these bamboo joints soon exploded.

There was a muffled sound, some sparks, and the children laughed with excitement and a little fear.

Lights were on in many rooms, and the orange light shone through the windows, making the patterns cut out of red paper pasted on the window paper even more vivid.

This is the end of the fourteenth year of Qingque.

This year's twelfth lunar month is Xiaojin, so there is no 30th day, so the 29th will be celebrated as the 30th.

Not everyone participates in the joy of the New Year.

For example, Liang, several nurses who helped Liang, and the man who was waiting anxiously outside the delivery room with closed doors and windows.

The sound of firecrackers rang out one after another, making the snowy night even more lively.

It was at this moment that the door of the delivery room was opened from the inside. With sweat shining on her forehead, she walked out holding a thick swaddling cloth. With a smile on her face, she handed the swaddling cloth and the baby inside to the woman who had been waiting for a long time, her face full of nervousness and anticipation.

The baby is soft and small, and it is difficult to hold him even if he is wrapped in a swaddle.

This man, who was obviously the child's father, froze immediately after taking the swaddling clothes from Liang's arms. He maintained a very awkward posture and did not dare to change his position easily while holding the child.

It looked like what he was holding was not a child at all, but a time bomb.

Despite this, he put his head close to the child's face, looked at the sleeping child in the cradle, and a smile appeared on his face.

After standing here and looking at the child for a while, this young man, who became a father for the first time, walked into the delivery room, still holding a time bomb, to find his wife.

Looking at the jubilant scene in front of him, and listening to the joyful and happy voices of the young couple coming from the delivery room behind him, Liang reached out and took off the mask, hung it on his ears, and then squatted down.

The whole person's face was full of smiles.

Saving lives and healing the wounded is his greatest happiness as a doctor, especially when the patients are pregnant women and newborn babies.

The joy of new life will fill his heart with happiness and allow him to ignore the fatigue in his body.

Ignore the fact that you didn’t even have the most important New Year’s Eve dinner of the year.

Two large food boxes woven from bamboo and as thick as barrels appeared in front of Liang and were placed in front of him.

Along with it appeared two human legs.

After the food box was placed on the ground, the two legs bent down and a person appeared in front of Liang.

Han Cheng opened the lid of the lunch box and said to Liang with a smile, "How are you? Are you exhausted?"

Then take out the things in the double-layer food box one by one and place them on the ground.

The food was taken out of the food box, steaming hot, and you could tell at a glance that it had been well preserved.

It is very likely that he has been blamed for everything before.

Han Cheng brought out quite a few dishes, eight plates in total.

There are at least two dishes on each plate.

These are dishes that have never been eaten by anyone.

This was what Han Cheng deliberately left for Liang and the medical staff who were busy in the delivery room before the New Year's Eve dinner began.

After Han Cheng opened and put these down, another person came over. This person was leaning on a cane in one hand to prevent slipping, and holding a large food box in the other hand.

This person is none other than a witch.

Han Cheng didn't want Wu to do these things, but Wu refused and insisted on doing so, wanting to do something for the children in the tribe.

He walked over, put the food box on the ground, put his crutch on the ground, then opened it and took out the food with his striped hands.

Liang, and the three nurses who were called out by Han Cheng, were already flattered and moved when they saw the food Han Cheng brought. At this time, seeing the old witch coming over on the snow, they were even more excited and moved.

Looking at the food in front of them, as well as the Son of God and the witch who were extremely respected in the tribe, everyone, including Liang, couldn't help but feel their eyes warm.

"God, Son of God, Wu, this, this..."

They stood up from the ground excitedly, not knowing what to say.

Han Cheng waved his hands repeatedly: "Eat it while it's hot. I covered it in the pot for you. It's cold, and it won't taste good if it gets cold."

As he spoke, he stuffed chopsticks into the hands of several people.

Then, like a magic trick, he took out two sealed gourds from the big pocket of his clothes.

The gourd is filled with wine.

Han Cheng uncorked the gourd and poured the somewhat turbid wine into several bowls that were laid out.

Then he pushed the wine bowls to the rest of the people one by one.

"Come on, let's have a drink."

Han Cheng took the lead in picking up the wine bowl and greeted Liang and the others with a smile.

Several people raised their wine bowls, including the young man who had just become a father. Han Cheng called him over.

This guy has been waiting outside the delivery room since his wife entered the room, and he still didn't have the New Year's Eve dinner.

With a bang, several wine bowls collided with each other, making some noise. After they were separated, the sour wine in them poured into everyone's mouth.

Han Cheng put down the wine bowl in his hand, and Wu also put down the wine bowl. There was no more wine in it.

This is not because they can drink a lot, but because there is only half a bowl of wine in Han Cheng's bowl, and even less in Wu's bowl.

"You guys eat, we'll go somewhere else."

Putting down the wine bowl, Han Cheng stood up and said this to Liang and the others. Then he and Wu went into the delivery room to see the baby.

He had already noticed that with the two of them here, it would be awkward and uncomfortable for several people to have a meal together.

Liang is better off, after all, he is the veteran in the tribe, but the others are not so good.

At this time, Han Cheng naturally couldn't stay here for long and disturb the meals of several people who had worked so hard for so long.

Sure enough, after the two of them left, the group became much more relaxed while eating.

Chewing the still warm braised pork, the nurse's big eyes couldn't help but bend into crescents.

It feels really good to be cared for and remembered by others.

Han Cheng and Wu walked into the delivery room.

In the delivery room, a young woman who had just given birth was sitting there eating egg tea.

It contains sugar, and for the people in the tribe, it is also the best food made from the best ingredients.

"You eat, you eat, let's come in and see the child."

Han Cheng seemed very excited to see the two of them come in, and was about to put the bowl aside. The new mother, who had just finished eating, waved her hands, signaling her not to get up and continue eating.

Then he picked up the baby from the side.

Han Cheng is the father of three children. Although he was not in the main tribe and had no time to take care of the third little one before, he still has some experience in holding children.

It is still very convenient to hold the child at this time. It is not like the child's father, who holds the child like holding a time bomb.

The newborn baby doesn’t look very good, and is sleeping soundly at this moment.

Even so, Han Cheng couldn't help but feel happy when looking at the newborn baby.

Perhaps every newborn baby represents new hope with infinite possibilities!

After looking at the child for a while, Han Cheng and Wu did not stay here for too long. They quickly put the child down, returned him to his mother, and left.

…

“Bang, bang, bang…”

In the courtyard, where there had been no firecrackers for a long time, a series of firecrackers were heard again.

Along with it, there was also the sound of loud gongs and drums.

The Qingque tribe, which had been quiet for a while, suddenly became lively.

This means that the time is basically around zero.

Han Cheng, who was sitting by the fire in the shed outside the courtyard, stopped cracking pine cones after hearing the noise. He walked out of the shed and came to the courtyard to see the people in the tribe having fun.

It is early morning, which means that the fourteenth year of Qingque has come to an end and the brand new fifteenth year of Qingque has arrived.

It's a new year again!

Han Cheng stood here, looking at the scene in front of him, thinking about the meaning of this scene, and his mood fluctuated for a while.

I still didn’t eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year this year…

After this thought arose in his mind, Han Cheng, who had just seemed quite high-spirited and emotional, suddenly looked a little gloomy.

The child who was just two or three hours old is now... two years old!

Don't be surprised if a child who is only a few hours old suddenly becomes two years old.

Because according to the calculation method used in Han Cheng's hometown in later generations, he was indeed two years old.

Because the few hours after the baby is born have already spanned a year, which is equivalent to two years.

Two years, so naturally it means two years old.

Of course, the method of calculating age here is based on the virtual age, which is calculated based on the number of years. There will definitely be some discrepancies between it and the actual age.

Generally speaking, under this method of calculating age, the closer a child is born to the Chinese New Year, the more disadvantaged they are because their virtual age is too old.

Just like this newborn baby, he was only a few hours old, but according to this calculation, he is already two years old...

Move forward in time and the location changes to another place.

The cold wind was howling, picking up some fine snow foam on the ground and blowing it around randomly, penetrating every hole.

There was a fire in the cave, and the flames were flickering.

The entrance of the cave was blocked with stone slabs and other things, but the chill still kept coming in from the entrance.

Everyone who was sitting or sleeping around the fire was curled up without exception.

Even with the three layers of protection of caves, fires, and animal skins wrapped around their bodies, they still couldn't bring them much warmth.

This was not because these three things were not available, or because the weather was too cold, but because there was no food in their stomachs.

People who are hungry will easily feel cold.

Especially in cold weather.

In this speechless silence, a man stood up and walked to a place in the cave.

This is where the tribe stores food.

Looking at the food stored here, the leader-like man was in a dilemma. After swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, he retreated again and sat down by the fire.

Those who had been looking at the leader with hope and expectation in their eyes because the leader stood up, couldn't help swallowing some saliva after seeing such a scene.

His eyes dimmed again as he swallowed the saliva.

"@#A@23 Greenbird..."

After the atmosphere remained even more silent for a while, someone couldn't help but speak up and broke the atmosphere.

After these words were spoken, everyone present couldn't help but look up.

Some people looked at the leader of their tribe, some looked at the person who spoke, and some people looked back and forth between the two.

"@@WD!"

The first thing the tribe leader did when he heard what this man said was that he got furious. He suddenly raised his arm and started to hit the man.

In the end, the slap did not hit the man.

He stopped when he was still some distance away from the man.

After a brief stalemate in the air, it drooped weakly.

"@#SW##Bluebird@3..."

After seeing the leader's reaction, the man continued to speak, and his words contained more information.

"WSWW#青雀%..."

This person's words seemed to have opened a new door for everyone present, and seemed to have dispelled the concerns of many of them.

Many people started talking.

What was said was still related to the Qingque tribe.

Their leader sat here, staring at the fire in silence.

After a long while, the man suddenly stood up and walked towards the food storage place again.

He stood here, let out a long breath, then bent down and took out a lot of food, and asked people to cook it in the pottery jars they had exchanged from the Qingque tribe, so that everyone could have a full meal.

It's the kind that you can eat as much as you want.

It looks like he is having a hard time getting by.

After the food entered their stomachs, everyone no longer felt cold.

Not only that, many people were even sweating.

"#￥W@sS..."

After eating the food, the leader of the tribe took out the remaining food while talking, about one third of it.