There is a reason why Huo Er refuses to eat, and there is more than one reason.

The most direct reason is the bowel movement this afternoon.

After Han Cheng's advocacy over the years, people in the tribe have long been accustomed to going to the toilet for urination and defecation, and it has become deeply rooted in their minds.

Even if Han Cheng does not encourage it, no one would urinate or defecate where they sleep, except for ignorant children.

However, Huo Er did so today, even though a woman from the tribe had already put a diaper on her before doing so.

Feeling the heat under his body and watching the women in the tribe changing his diapers, Huo Er felt very uncomfortable.

On the one hand, she was touched by the people in the tribe who took such meticulous care of her, but on the other hand, she felt deeply that she was a burden to the tribe.

Not only could he no longer contribute to the tribe, but he also prevented many people in the tribe from working normally.

So she decided not to eat.

This way, less food will be wasted and less trouble will be caused to people in the tribe.

As the night deepened, many people from the tribe came to visit Huo Er and said comforting words to him.

Some people who were not good at talking patted their chests and said that they could grow a lot of food, so much that the people in the tribe could not eat it all, and Huo Er could rest in peace.

The performance of the people in the tribe made Huo Er feel even warmer in his heart, but when Han Cheng brought food over again, Huo Er shook his head more firmly.

The autumn sun shines through the window lattice and falls on Huo Er's kang.

Huo Er turned his head and saw some swaying bamboo leaves outside through the window.

Sometimes one or two birds would fly across this small piece of sky.

This kang was replaced by Han Chengxin for Huo Er, with the purpose of not making Huo Er too stuffy.

A healthy person suddenly has his legs broken and can only lie in bed, unable to even defecate or urinate. It would be strange if he wasn't anxious.

At this time, Han Cheng was squatting in front of a small stone mortar, pounding the stuff inside slowly with the mortar.

Wait until the contents become a paste, then carefully scoop it out with a spoon and put it into a bowl.

These are white and green, with many tiny red skins mixed in.

These pastes are red mountain fruits that Han Cheng asked the people in the tribe to pick.

After washing, remove the seeds and then slowly crush them with a mortar.

This is specially made for Huo Er.

Ever since Huo Er broke his leg, he has lost his appetite and basically doesn't eat much.

Yesterday, I persuaded her for a long time before she took a small bite. But she spit it out before she could swallow it.

Although he didn't know why Huo Er's appetite suddenly became so poor, Han Cheng still made his efforts based on his past experience.

The ripened hawthorn fruits taste sweet and sour and are very appetizing. Han Cheng, who ate a lot of hawthorn pills when he was a child, remembers this very clearly.

Han Cheng didn’t know how to make hawthorn pills, but he could make hawthorn porridge.

It is a big problem for people to be unable to eat food. People are made of iron and food is made of steel. For Han Cheng, who has a good appetite, even if he eats three meals a day, he still feels hungry before mealtime.

Therefore, the most important thing at the moment is not to find a way to treat Huo Er’s broken leg, but to find a way to regulate Huo Er’s appetite.

The room was quiet. Everyone in the tribe was busy with their own affairs. Huo Er lay on the kang, quietly looking at the sky outside the window.

She no longer felt hungry. After that long period of torment as if her stomach was on fire, she no longer felt hungry.

She lay on the kang, feeling light and fluttery.

She looked at the white cloud appearing in the sky outside the window and felt that she was floating in the air like the cloud. This feeling was extremely wonderful and comfortable.

A lot of things have been going through her mind in the past few days.

Most of what she recalled were things that happened after the Son of God came to the tribe.

Before the Son of God came, life was very hard. It was basically a repetition day after day. There was really not much good to think about or much to miss.

But now, she was thinking more about the fruit that made her roll down the hillside.

The fruit that she didn't pick up in the end.

But now when I think about it, I don’t think it was such a waste.

Because at this time she had come to the slope again, and saw the fruit rot with her own eyes, and then the fruit kernel sprouted, grew, bloomed, and bore fruit.

This fruit tree grew very large, bigger than all the fruit trees in the tribe.

The fruit trees are full of fruits that are a little red due to the sun. Some naughty children, as nimble as monkeys, climb up on the trees to pick the fruits.

A fruit fell from a child's hand, rolled all the way down, and stopped at Huo Er's feet.

Huo Er slowly bent down, picked up the fruit, wiped it with his rough palm, and slowly put it into his mouth.

With a light bite, the sweet fruit juice flows into the mouth and spreads to every part of the body.

A brilliant smile appeared on Huo Er's face...

“Bah…”

A quiet sound was heard in the quiet room.

Something slipped from Huo Er's hand that was hanging on the edge of the kang, fell to the ground, rolled forward for a while, and finally stopped in an inconspicuous place.

This is a fruit core, the core of the fruit that Huo Er picked up and put into his pocket.

At this moment, there are some tooth marks on the fruit core, and there are some gaps in some places.

This was what Huo Er had eaten when he was so hungry that he used his broken teeth to gnaw it out when no one was around.

After this noise, the room returned to silence again.

The sunlight outside the window quietly fell on Huo Er's smiling face, making her face glow with a layer of dazzling brilliance...

Not long after, footsteps were heard at the door, along with the sound of spoons and bowls colliding.

Han Cheng, who was walking and preparing wild fruit porridge, appeared in the room. He had a smile on his face and walked briskly towards where Huo Er was sleeping.

This was to give Huo Er a psychological hint, making her feel that her own problem was not serious.

Han Cheng, who had walked up to him, suddenly stopped. After standing in front of the kang for a while, he sighed and slowly sat down on the edge of the kang facing Huo Er...

Three days later, a primitive woman who was sweeping the house with a broom swept the fruit core from an inconspicuous corner. She bent down to pick it up and looked at it in her hand.

I was a little curious about what could have left a bite mark on the fruit core. You know, this kind of fruit core is very hard, and it is sometimes difficult to break it open even with a stone.

This strange feeling didn't last long. She quickly threw the fruit core to the ground and continued to sweep the house with a broom. The fruit core was mixed with other dust and debris...

(A bit uncomfortable)