I am a primitive

There were still tears on Little Pea's face.

"You, when you said to leave, you want, you want to call me, I, I wake up and you disappear..."

Little Pea cried.

He was crying and talking intermittently, looking very aggrieved.

"Dad, no, I won't see you, I won't see you when you sleep or wake up..."

Xiao Xing'er also spoke in the same way, not very clearly.

The elder brother cried, and made her cry too.

Han Cheng held a little guy in one hand, but he couldn't wipe the tears for the two little guys.

Bai Xuemei came over with a wink, and took Xiao Xing'er from Han Cheng's arm.

"When Dad got up, he saw that you were still sleeping soundly, so he didn't call you. Dad was worried that you would feel uncomfortable seeing Dad go, so he wanted to leave quietly."

Han Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe his son's tears and said this aloud.

"Dad will be back in a short time, and when the time comes, Daddy will make delicious food for you."

Little Pea usually plays like crazy, but it seems that she is very sensible at critical moments.

Han Cheng gave him an explanation, and threw out the very tempting thing of food, so he stopped crying very quickly.

"Father, let's go, don't delay things, I will take good care of my mother, sister and brother, and I will also take good care of Wu Ye."

After being hugged and comforted by Han Cheng for a while, Xiao Wandou's mood became stable.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand, then struggled to get down from Han Cheng's arms, stood on the ground, looked at Han Cheng and said this.

Originally, Han Cheng didn't think there was anything wrong, but when he heard the little guy say this, his sensible appearance filled Han Cheng's heart with something.

He reached out his hands to touch his son's head and Xiao Xing'er's head, and then said: "Father believes in you, you will definitely do these things well."

After a while, Han Cheng turned around and got down on the boat he was on again.

"set sail."

he said aloud.

Following his order, the people who had already prepared on the boat immediately started to move. Driven by pennies or oars, after a while, they all left the pier and headed for the downstream of the river. go.

Standing on the boat, Han Cheng looked at Wu, Bai Xuemei, Xiao Wandou, Xiao Xing'er, and Fu Jiang squatting at Bai Xuemei's feet standing on the pier. He couldn't help reaching out and waving at them wave.

The people on the shore were also waving at them.

General Fu also barked at the departing ship.

With Han Cheng's waving, the boat went down the current and kept going downstream.

The tribe standing there, the farewell person standing on the pier...

These things are getting smaller and smaller.

In the end, as the river turned, it completely disappeared in front of my eyes.

The line of sight was blocked by the tall hemp planted on the shore.

These hemp are all hemp in the tribe.

If it hadn't been for the fact that these hemp plants were grown by his own tribe, and they belonged to his own tribe, Han Cheng couldn't help but imitate Uncle Liu Huang and say--I want to cut down this hemp as much as possible!Because it prevents me from seeing my wife and children!

The river is flowing down the river, and now it is tailwind again, so the speed is very fast.

Thousands of miles of Jiangling can't be returned in one day, but after a long time, it is much faster than people walking on foot.

This smooth progress saves energy.

People who row boats are also relatively leisurely, and don’t need to do anything else, just control the direction of the boat and bamboo raft.

Although the speed at this time is relatively fast, Han Cheng is still not very satisfied.

The main reason was that he wanted to come to the Fire Tribe earlier to see what happened to the Fire Tribe and solve it.

Hurry up and get this thing done.

After all, it has been a long time since the Fire Tribe came to our tribe late.

Of course, apart from this matter, it is also possible for Han Cheng to want to return to the main tribe earlier and live comfortably in his nest.

The big brother on the boat next door saw Han Cheng's anxiety, and after thinking about it, he asked the people on the boats and rafts to pick up paddles and other things to row.

Han Cheng understood what the big brother meant, but such a thing is not very good.

Because if this continues, it will consume too much physical energy for the people in the tribe.

It would be nice to have a propeller on board.

Regardless of whether the machine is diesel, gasoline, or electric, it can greatly increase the speed of the ship.

Thinking this way in his heart, Han Cheng quickly shook his head to get the thought out of his mind.

Such an idea is not half feasible for the current difficulties that need to be solved.

Cannot produce half-point help.

Before the emergence of machines and other things, how did the older people take measures to make the ship sail, save manpower, and make the ship run faster?

Han Cheng thought this way in his heart.

Not long after thinking like this, Han Cheng slapped his forehead vigorously, full of annoyance.

Seeing this scene, the elder brother, who was still a little worried before, immediately felt relieved.

The Son of God must have figured out a way...

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The elder brother was not wrong at all, Han Cheng really thought of a solution to the matter.

This thing is to put sails on the ship!

Whether it is written in the poems I learned when I was a child-"The solitary sail is far away, the shadow of the blue sky is gone, but the sky of the Yangtze River is flowing", or various TV screens, or it is often hung on the side wall of the living room at home. The most famous paintings include welcoming pine trees, big rivers, boats with sails, and a plaque with the words "Smooth sailing"...

This is also a major reason why Han Cheng slapped his forehead violently with his hand.