In the cold winter, there are three things that Han Cheng finds most comforting.

Sleep on the heated kang with your wife in your arms, eat hot pot, and take a hot bath.

Of course, it would be very comfortable if you could eat hotpot first, take a hot bath, and finally hug your wife and get into the warm kang.

Han Cheng is currently working on the second step of this trilogy.

But it was not as wonderful as I imagined.

Because there was a third person between the two of them.

Moreover, this third party is very arrogant and needs Han Cheng to serve him. If he doesn't serve him well, this guy will burst into tears.

The key is that Han Cheng can't get angry very often. Generally speaking, he enjoys it.

When eating hotpot, there can’t be this third portion, but when taking a bath, this guy must be brought along.

With one more person coming in, the mandarin duck bath, which should have emitted some other smells, immediately changed.

The two mandarin ducks, which used to play in the water all the time, now had no interest in playing in the water at all, and all their attention was on this little guy.

The little guy was extremely happy at the moment, bouncing his little arms and legs in the warm water and letting out a laugh from time to time.

Han Cheng and Bai Xue, who were soaking in another bathtub, also laughed along.

There is no need to worry about the little guy drowning, because the conscientious Han Cheng had made a swimming ring long before the little guy went into the water.

After washing a few of them, use a bamboo tube to blow up the pig's bladder, tie it with a rope, and then loosely put it under the little guy's arm to form a circle. After tying it, a simple swimming ring is ready.

For the small pea, a bathtub that is not very deep and not very big can become his paradise for playing in the water.

However, during this process, even with the swimming ring, there were no fish in the water that would bite the little sparrow, so Han Cheng did not dare to leave, or he was too distracted.

Because water and fire are merciless, it is too dangerous to let a little guy like this play in the water alone.

Looking at the little pea having fun in there, Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei soaked for a while, rubbed the ashes on each other, and then began to serve the fat boy with arms and legs in sections.

The tender and smooth fat boy feels especially comfortable against my body.

The little guy was laughing even more.

He just didn't play enough in the water. Han Cheng held him, and Bai Xuemei wiped his body dry. Just after wrapping him with linen inside and fur outside, this guy started to jump around randomly. It was not until Bai Xuemei used the magic weapon to coax the baby that he was able to rest...

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye a year had gone by. Looking back, it felt as if the last year had just passed yesterday.

Looking back on this year, the Qingque tribe made a simple plow, opened up more than 800 acres of land, found copper and tin ore, and made a lot of bronze artifacts.

In terms of crops, we have obtained soybeans, an important agricultural crop.

The vegetables now have the original radish, and the medicinal materials now have Houttuynia cordata.

The number of newborn babies in the tribe, if the slaves’ were included, would directly reach sixty-three!

Three and a half people died in the tribe. One of them was a citizen of the Green Bird tribe. No one knew what disease he had, but he suddenly became bedridden. He couldn't even make it through two days and then died.

The other two and a half people were slaves.

One of them accidentally fell into an ice hole while breaking ice to catch fish in winter. After being rescued, he had a high fever for several days and then died.

The other half person was a corpse with two lives. A slave died during childbirth.

Even though Han Cheng and Liang rushed over, they were unable to save her and the unborn child.

There is life and death, and the old and the new take over. Human beings continue and develop in this process of new people replacing the old ones from generation to generation.

This ratio of births to deaths is still within Han Cheng's acceptable range.

In addition to the things mentioned above, Han Cheng’s greater gain was that the seeds that he had wasted countless times finally found suitable soil this time, sprouted and bore fruit, and he got a big fat boy.

In the year that is about to pass, the Qingque tribe has harvested a lot. It has not stood still, nor has it regressed, which shows that they have not lived a dog's life.

Adults worry about the rapid passage of time, but minors have no such feeling at all.

They only felt that the days passed extremely slowly, and they just wanted to be back with the long-awaited New Year in an instant.

Because during the Chinese New Year, there is endless delicious food, they can chase each other and play wildly, and they love burning bamboo and setting off firecrackers at night, and watching the adults beat the drums so loudly that the sky is deafening.

After the Chinese New Year, when everyone wakes up, they will have a new piece of clothing. It’s fascinating to think about it.

On the 24th, sweep the house; on the 25th, grind tofu.

In the past, there were no beans in the tribe, so tofu could not be made.

But this year is different. We harvested more than 200 kilograms of beans from three acres of land, plus some we exchanged with the Huangguo Department in the fall, which added up to 300 kilograms.

Three hundred kilograms of beans may not be a lot, but it's worth it to grind some tofu during the Chinese New Year.

Following Han Cheng's instructions, forty kilograms of beans were soaked on the 24th to make tofu the next day.

Wu felt distressed when he saw this action. You know, if these beans were planted in the fields next year, he could harvest a lot of beans.

Han Cheng saw Wu's distressed look, and he just smiled secretly without saying much.

Most of the elderly people in the family are like this. Many times they are reluctant to eat and wear, and always want to leave more things behind.

Frugal behavior is desirable, but one should not be too frugal.

Life is only a few decades long. If you don’t eat better and dress better, when you look back in old age, wouldn’t you think you have lived a life that was really a waste?

Amid the anticipation of many minors, age has finally arrived at a leisurely pace.

On this day, the Qingque tribe was filled with the aroma of wine and meat. On this day, the Qingque tribe was full of joy. On this day, the Qingque tribe became the common hope of people of this era.

It is not only the citizens of the Qingque tribe who are looking forward to the Chinese New Year. The slaves of the Qingque tribe are also looking forward to the arrival of the festival that they only knew about after joining the Qingque tribe.

Because on this day, they could make an exception and eat three meals a day, and the food was much better than before in terms of quantity, richness and taste.

The meal in the evening was especially fascinating to them, because in the courtyard of the Qingque tribe, some of the delicious food that they could not finish would be shared with them.

So before it got dark, many slaves in the slave yard began to look towards the gate of the Qingque tribe compound.

They were eagerly waiting for the people inside to bring them delicious and sufficient food.

“Here it comes!”

The gate of the courtyard opened, and Changtui and others came towards here carrying baskets filled with food or carrying large jars.

The minors in the slave yard jumped and cheered, and the adults also smiled happily, but at the same time they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Bowl after bowl of delicious food was distributed. The slaves who received the food held their bowls and either wolfed it down or savored it carefully bit by bit. They ate the delicious food reluctantly and at the same time felt grateful for the beauty of their current life.

When I feel emotional like this, I sometimes look up toward the courtyard of the Qingque tribe.

The food I eat is so delicious. I wonder how rich and delicious the food the citizens in the tribe are eating today must be.

When thinking like this, some people will cast envious glances at the long-legged creature who is holding a spoon and distributing food to everyone.

While feeling grateful for this guy's good luck, I was also wondering why I wasn't the one to meet such a good thing.

In the future, I must contribute to the tribe and strive to become a citizen of the tribe.

This was the thought that many slaves had after seeing the successful example of Long Legs.

Of course, it is impossible for so many slaves to have such thoughts, Meng is one of them.