I am a primitive

As early as before I met Bai Xuemei, because of a thought, people like Xiaomei and Li wanted to recommend themselves as pillow seats.

Now that time has passed for so long, and I have become the father of two and one unborn child, unexpectedly, due to similar reasons, Han Youyue ran into her room and stripped off the beasts around her. Pi, want to...

Could it be that from now on, when I go out again, I can't open my eyes to see the road, and I need to keep my eyes closed the whole time?

Then tie a rope to Fu Jiang's body, let Fu Jiang lead him away, and take him down?

Or figure out a way to get a pair of sunglasses out and put them on and wander around the tribe?

From now on, no one will think that they are looking at her anymore!

Dashenzi Han sat here, dreaming wildly.

"Ah~"

After doing this for a while, God Son Han let out a long sigh, looking extremely sad and uncomfortable.

This person is too good to be good!

It was just a matter of being in a daze, and someone ran over to recommend the pillow seat. This charm is really indescribable.

This thing is really annoying!

What should I do in the future to reduce my charm a little bit?

How can I not make myself so attractive that the women in the tribe like me?

After thinking like this for a while, God Son Han once again let out a heavy sigh.

Because he found that he couldn't do such a thing at all!

This matter is even more difficult than him getting out the updated water pestle!

"Ah~"

Han Cheng sighed heavily again, why is it so difficult to become less good?

A certain son of God, who called what is stinky and shameless, gave a vivid interpretation of it!

After thinking melancholy for a while, and realizing that this was an unsolvable problem at all, Han Cheng no longer struggled with it.

He picked up the pen, started to continue what he hadn't finished before, and worked hard for the new water pestle...

"Ah~"

Han Cheng sighed heavily again.

Because during this period of time, he didn't write much at all.

The appearance of Han Youyue standing in the room with the animal skin untied kept wandering back and forth in his mind, unable to get rid of it.

In fact, in all fairness, Han Youyue's appearance is more in line with the aesthetics of modern people.

The figure is much slimmer, not as strong as Zhuang, Ruhua and others, and the lines on the face are softer.

If not, Han Cheng would not have given her the name "Yue" and asked her to do the relatively light work of pounding rice with a pestle.

Han Cheng shook his head vigorously, shook the mess out of his mind, picked up his pen and continued to write here.

However, the effect was not good at all. He still had no ideas and couldn't write anything.

After doing this five times and three times, Han Cheng sighed again, put the pen in his hand on the pen holder made of pebbles, rubbed his hands vigorously on his face, paused for a while, and got up from the chair Stand up, turn around and walk towards the door...

"Squeak~"

Amidst the creaking of the door, the door that was opened just now was closed by Han Cheng.

It's not safe just to close it, so Han Cheng plugged it in from the inside by the way.

After doing these things, Han Cheng came to the desk again and sat down in front of the chair...

"Squeak~"

The door, which had been closed for a while, opened from the inside, and Han Cheng walked out.

When I came not far away, I washed my hands and face with clean water for a while, but didn't wipe it, and walked slowly towards the house with the water droplets all over my face.

At this time, Han Cheng only felt comfortable and refreshed.

After returning to the house, he sat in front of the desk again, picked up the pen and started to do things that he hadn't finished before.

After discarding some disturbing factors that were particularly uncomfortable, Han Cheng only felt that his thinking was extremely clear.

Once a person's mind is clear and his thinking is smooth, inspiration will come up, and it is easy to get something that was not available before.

Just like Han Cheng now.

In the past, he wrote and drew on the paper just to find out how to make the key parts of the water pestle.

But there has been no breakthrough.

But now, after my mind is sober and my mood is comfortable, I just sat here for a short time, and the inspiration came all of a sudden!

An object suddenly appeared in Han Cheng's mind, which made Han Cheng excited.

Even more excited than not long ago!

The thing that appeared in his mind was nothing but a big water wheel driven by running water and turning around!

With the rotation of the waterwheel, bucket after bucket of water was lifted from the pool, poured into the canal, and then flowed happily to the distance along the canal...

What Han Cheng wanted to do was a water reel, but what he thought of at this moment was a water wheel. There is no connection between the two, and Han Cheng didn't need to be so excited.

However, Han Cheng was so excited at this time, the kind that he could hardly control himself!

Because he had already found what he wanted from the turning water wheel!

What troubled him most all the time was how to use the running water to turn the shaft inside.

Now, with the waterwheel, this thing suddenly becomes clear!

As long as you lengthen the side of the shaft of the waterwheel yourself, it will be fine!

This rotating shaft can drive the water pestle to operate!

Sitting here, the more he thought about it, the more excited Han Cheng became. After waiting for a while, he began to pick up a pen and start writing here.

It may not be possible to copy the water wheel, and it is not suitable for the water wheel, but I have understood the principle at this time.