Seeing this, Han Cheng quickly stopped him. He didn't feel offended.

As the saying goes, 'Although women are weak, they are strong when they become mothers'. The primitive woman just now was so courageous out of great maternal love that she snatched the baby away from me.

Han Ceng only saw the touching maternal love in this behavior and didn't care about anything else.

In fact, if you look into this matter carefully, it is Han Cheng's fault. When he suddenly saw this scene, he was anxious and wanted to deal with the baby quickly. He forgot about other things for a moment, which led to this misunderstanding.

The witch who was stopped by Han Cheng was still looking at the female primitive holding the child angrily, but he no longer had the intention of hitting her.

"Child, give me a bath and get sick less."

Han Cheng smiled and pointed to the pottery basin filled with water, and then said to the female primitive.

The female primitive has calmed down a lot now. She feels that her previous reaction was indeed too intense. Judging from all the previous events, the Son of God does not seem like someone who would eat his own children.

It's just that mother and son are connected by heart, and everything the Son of God did was so similar to cooking meat soup, so she couldn't help but do it regardless of the consequences.

She calmed down a little, and finally felt completely relieved after hearing Han Cheng's words.

However, due to her maternal nature, she was still a little hesitant to hand over the child she had given birth to with great difficulty to the Son of God.

After noticing Wu's wide eyes, he quickened his pace.

Han Cheng took the crying baby who was clenching his fists and squeezing his eyes, and said to the nervous female primitive with a smile: "Take a bath."

Then she carefully placed the slippery little baby into the warm water, held up his head with one hand (which couldn't even stand up straight), and used the other hand to scoop up warm water in the basin and start washing the dirt off his body.

Wu was watching from the side and felt a little confused about what Han Cheng was doing.

Because he did not receive any inheritance from the witch of the previous generation about bathing newborn babies, but he did hear what Han Cheng said before about getting sick less often.

He watched here for a while, and seeing that it was really difficult for the Son of God to bathe the baby alone, he squatted down, held the baby in his hands, and let Han Cheng wash it.

The newborn baby was wrinkled and looked a bit like a little monkey, not cute at all. Han Cheng initially thought that it was because the baby was a primitive man, but later he found out that this was not the case, almost all babies are like this when they are born, and they will become good-looking after a few days of feeding on milk, or even longer as they grow up.

But the tender skin feels very comfortable to the touch.

The baby, who was holding his fists on both sides of his head, stopped crying, probably because he felt that the warm water was very similar to the amniotic fluid in the womb.

After Han Cheng washed the dirt off the baby's body, he changed half a basin of clean warm water and focused on washing the umbilical cord that had been roughly handled by the witch. He then tied a knot in the umbilical cord close to the belly.

Certainly not a bow.

While Han Cheng and Wu were doing this, the female primitive was watching from the side, wanting to intervene but not daring to.

"Cut it off."

Han Cheng learned from his previous experience. In order to avoid misunderstanding and prevent the nervous female primitive from getting nervous again, Han Cheng first pointed to the remaining part of the umbilical cord after it was tied, and told the female primitive what he was going to do next. Then he used a pair of long chopsticks to pick up the bone knife that had been sterilized with boiling water from the pottery jar.

When it is no longer hot, take it and cut the excess umbilical cord close to the knot.

He found a clean and dry piece of animal skin and wrapped the baby up, preparing to hand the clean baby over to his mother who was waiting beside him.

But when he took a closer look, he found that the baby's mother was also in a mess, so he asked the old primitive man to boil more water and asked the other female primitive people in the cave to help her wash her body outside the cave before handing the baby to the mother who was already extremely anxious.

I don’t know if it’s because the primitive people’s physique is too good or for some other reason, but the female primitive person who just gave birth to a child doesn’t look very weak, and there is not much fatigue shown in her movements.

This made Han Cheng feel a little emotional.

It was after experiencing this incident that Han Cheng, who had never thought about this issue before, formulated some regulations in this regard.

For example, the umbilical cord of a newborn baby needs to be tied and then cut, the baby needs to be washed with warm water, and the bone knife used to cut the umbilical cord needs to be boiled in boiling water first. Women who have given birth also need to be slightly washed if there is too much dirt on their bodies.

There is also a system for confinement after childbirth.

In later generations, giving birth is the top priority for women, and confinement is even more indispensable. If you don’t pay attention to many things during the confinement period, it is very easy to suffer from confinement diseases.

According to the current situation in the tribe, it is obviously impossible to sit for a month. Taking into account a series of factors such as the relatively strong bodies of primitive women, Han Cheng finally set the confinement period to ten days.

Starting from the day the baby is born, every day a line is drawn on the nearby stone wall or other places until ten lines are drawn.

During these ten days, women don't need to do any work, they just need to take care of their babies.

And when it comes to food, they should also be fed good food and given plenty of broth.

Everyone was not used to these new things at first, because they had never experienced such a thing before. When food was severely scarce, it was not uncommon for people to go out to look for food on the day after giving birth.

But now their Qingque tribe no longer needs to worry about food. Besides, this is something formulated by the Son of God, so they will naturally obey it.

If you do the same thing many times, it will become a habit.

After persisting for a long time, the witch and everyone in the tribe finally discovered the huge benefits that it brought.

While they were delighted and expressed their sincere gratitude to Han Cheng and the gods, Han Cheng was also feeling emotional.

He was not lamenting about anything else, but rather about the tough life of primitive people.

If these methods were used in future generations, the woman's family would definitely beat him up. But here, they produced such a great effect.

This made Han Cheng sigh that it was not without reason that human beings could come all the way from the primitive times and achieve a gorgeous counterattack.

However, births in primitive tribes can also be divided into batches. Take the Qingque tribe as an example. Among the eight children born this year, six were born in autumn.

This made Han Cheng feel that autumn is not only a season for harvesting food, but also a season for harvesting children.

Well, there is nothing wrong with the saying that we sow in spring and reap in autumn.

(After reading a new history book carefully today, I felt upset. My last book received a good response at first, but when I was strongly recommending it by category, I ran into two great books and became cannon fodder... The recommendation process stopped at strong recommendation by category.

This time I started a new book thinking I could finally avoid the great writers, but the result was heartbreaking. I strongly recommended it in every category, and now I have encountered the great writer Jianzong. This is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that there are four historical great writers following behind me, the great Bronze Swordsman, the great Gengxin, the great Muziju, and the great Zhao… The old punk, who is only level one as a writer, hid in the corner and shivered, and a cold breath came to his face… — I couldn’t help feeling depressed and wanted to quietly keep silent)