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

Han Cheng, whose heart sank to the bottom, suddenly reacted, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and he said to Huo Er and the people who quickly gathered around him after learning that Huo Er was in trouble.

Those people who were looking at Huo Er lying on the ground with concern suddenly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Han Cheng said, and their tense faces also showed some relaxation.

When living environment changes and people become more affluent, after ensuring that their normal life needs are met, they are generally more able to produce better things.

For example, the current Qingque tribe.

Before Han Cheng came, they were still struggling on the survival line. However, this was not the case for those who had lost their ability to work, like Lame, who had an extremely low status in the tribe at that time.

When the tribe was running out of food and was about to die, Han Cheng felt that the people of the Qingque tribe might have eaten their own people before.

But such things will not happen now. After their lives become affluent, they begin to value the lives and care about the lives of their companions without any guidance from Han Cheng.

After hearing Han Cheng say this, Wu started to prepare to have Huo Er carefully carried back and let her lie on the kang. It was not a good idea for her to stay here all the time.

Just as the eldest brother and others were about to take action, Han Cheng quickly stopped them.

Huo Er's leg was broken, and the broken position was very tricky.

This place is quite far from the tribe. If Huo Er were to carry it back like this, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

Han Cheng asked some people to guard here, while he called the dexterous sister Bai Xue and a few lame people to go to the tribe quickly.

After returning, he asked Bo to cut sticks as thick as arms, while he and Sister Bai Xue worked with them to collect animal skins.

With several people working quickly, it didn't take long before a simple animal skin stretcher was produced.

At the bottom of the slope, the stretcher was placed flat on the ground. Following Han Cheng's repeated instructions, the eldest brother and several others carefully lifted Huo Er from the ground and placed him on the stretcher.

Even though he was very careful during this process, he still touched Huo Er's broken leg...

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

Inside the tribe, after settling Huo Er down, the witch waited until most people had left, in a place where there were no one else around, and asked Han Cheng in a low voice.

Han Cheng wanted to continue hiding the secret, but when he saw Wu's expression, he knew that this very smart old man had basically realized that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, he did not hide it: "Her legs should not grow properly, but if she is taken care of well, her life can be saved."

After hearing Han Cheng's words, Wu no longer showed much grief.

After a brief silence, Wu pointed to the rows of granaries and said, "We have a lot of food! And meat, Huo Er can eat his fill without having to work!"

When saying this, Wu was quite heroic and extremely determined.

Han Cheng understood what he meant.

He reached out and held the witch's hand, squeezing it tightly.

"Even if she doesn't work, she won't lack food to eat!"

After saying that, Han Cheng went to personally stew crucian carp soup for Huo Er.

After such a long period of contact, Han Cheng has already developed feelings for these people, especially the first small group of people in the Qingque tribe. Han Cheng has a special relationship with them, just like family.

Huo Yi passed away two years ago, and now Huo Er has gotten into trouble again. Seeing these most familiar people leaving one by one, it would be strange if Han Cheng didn't feel sad.

In the room, Huo Er was lying quietly on the soft kang.

The pain in her legs came in waves, making her heart aches.

By now, we know that her leg was not simply hit by a rock, but was broken directly from the root.

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

Although the Son of God said it was okay.

If it were in the past, she would have believed it if the Son of God had said this, but this time, she felt that it was no longer possible.

Because she sensed something from the expression of the Son of God when he said these things.

This old man, who was not very smart in the past, is now very smart in this matter and has become very observant.

Since his leg couldn't be healed, he could only lie on the kang. If he lay on the kang, he couldn't make a fire or pick fruits for the tribe.

There is nothing to do except eating 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 this fruit, but she regretted that she did not pick up that fruit in the end.

After a while, it will slowly break down...

Han Cheng walked in with a bowl of stewed crucian carp soup that was turning white. Some emerald green onions were sprinkled on the crucian carp soup, which smelled fragrant.

Han Cheng did not help anyone else, but personally lifted Huo Er's upper body carefully. Then he sat on the edge of the kang, facing Huo Er, scooped up a spoonful of crucian carp soup, blew it cool, and carefully fed it to Huo Er.

A sour and hot feeling surged into Huo Er's heart, and many tears suddenly welled up in his turbid eyes and flowed down his wrinkled face.

"It's okay. You'll be able to walk after resting for a while..."

Han Cheng put the spoon back into the bowl, wiped the old man's tears with his hands, and comforted him softly, but the more he wiped, the more tears he shed.

After a while, Huo Er slowly stopped crying. He drank the fish soup cooked by Han Cheng in big gulps and ate some fish meat.

Don't worry about getting stuck, because Han Cheng has carefully picked them out...

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

The millet used is newly harvested this year, and a lot of finely chopped meat is added to the millet. It is simmered on low heat for a long time, and the stew becomes fragrant and sticky, which is very suitable for elderly people with bad teeth.

"Son of God, I'm not hungry."

Huo Er said softly.

"Even if you're not hungry, you have to eat something. Come on."

Han Cheng spoke softly, a bit like he was coaxing a child.

"I'm not hungry. I'll feel uncomfortable if I eat."

Huo Er still shook his head and spoke softly.

Seeing Huo Er say this, Han Cheng didn't want to force it to eat anymore. He thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll put it back first and heat it up for you when you're hungry."

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

After making sure that there was no one around, Huo Er couldn't help but licking his lips and swallowed some saliva with some effort.

She was very hungry, but she couldn't eat...