I am a primitive

This is the end of Qingque's 14th year.

This year's twelfth lunar month is a small advance, there is no thirty, and 29 is regarded as thirty.

Not everyone has participated in the joy of the New Year.

For example, Liang, several nurses who worked with Liang, and the man waiting anxiously outside the delivery room with the doors and windows closed.

The sound of firecrackers rang out one after another, making this snowy night even more lively.

It was at such a moment that the door of the delivery room was opened from the inside, with sweat shining on his forehead, he walked out with a thick swaddle in his arms, and put the swaddle, together with the clothes inside, with a smile all over his face. The little baby was handed over to this one and waited for a long time, his face was full of tension and anticipation.

The little baby is soft and small, even if it is wrapped in swaddling clothes, it is not easy to hold.

This man, who was obviously the father of the child, immediately froze after taking the baby from Liang's arms.

It looked like it was not a child at all, but a ticking time bomb.

Even so, he put his head in front of the child's face, and looked at the sleeping child in the swaddle, with a smile on his face.

Standing here looking at the child for a while, this young man, who became a father for the first time, walked into the delivery room and went to find his wife while holding a time bomb.

Looking at the jubilant scene in front of him, and listening to the joyful and happy voices of the young couple coming from the delivery room behind him, Liang reached out and took off the mask, hung it by his ears, and squatted down down.

There was a smile on everyone's face.

As a doctor, saving lives and healing the wounded is his greatest happiness, especially when the objects are pregnant women and newborn babies born successfully.

This kind of joy of new life will fill him with joy and allow him to ignore the fatigue on his body.

Ignore the fact that I didn't even eat the most important New Year's Eve dinner of the year.

Two large food boxes woven with bamboo and as thick as barrels appeared in front of Liang's eyes, and they were placed in front of him.

Along with it, there are two human legs.

After the food box was placed on the ground, the two legs also bent down, and a person appeared in front of Liang.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand to open the lid of the food box, and said to Liang with a smile, "How is it? Are you tired?"

Then take out the contents of the double-layer food box one by one and place them on the ground.

The food taken out of the food box is steaming hot, and it can be seen that it has been preserved very well.

It is very likely that he has been locked in the pot before.

There were quite a few dishes brought out by Han Cheng, with a total of eight dishes.

There are at least two dishes on a plate.

It's the kind of dish that has never been eaten before.

This was what Han Cheng deliberately left for Liang and the busy medical staff in the delivery room before the New Year's Eve dinner.

After Han Cheng opened and put them down, another person came over. This person was holding a non-slip crutch in one hand and a large food box in the other.

This person is not someone else, but a witch.

Han Cheng didn't want Wu to do these things, but Wu refused and insisted on doing this, wanting to do something for these children in the tribe.

He walked over, put the food box on the ground, and put the crutches on the ground, then opened it, and brought out the food inside with his spotted hands.

Liang, and the three nurses who were greeted by Han Cheng, were already flattered and moved when they saw the meals Han Cheng brought. When I came here, I was even more excited and moved in my heart.

Looking at the food in front of them, as well as the extremely respected Shenzi and Wu in the tribe, everyone including Liang couldn't help but feel hot in their eye sockets.

"God, son of God, witch, this, this..."

They stood up from the ground excitedly, already didn't know what to say.

Han Cheng waved his hands again and again: "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot. It's specially covered in the pot for you. It's cold, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

As he spoke, he stuffed the chopsticks into the hands of several people.

Then, like a magic trick, he took out two sealed gourds from the big pocket of his clothes.

The gourd contains wine.

Han Cheng unplugged the gourd and poured some cloudy wine into several bowls that were set out.

Then push the wine bowls to the rest of the people one by one.

"Come on, let's have a drink."

Han Cheng took the lead in picking up the wine bowl, and greeted several people with a smile.

Several people raised their wine bowls one after another, including the young man who had just become a father, and it was Han Cheng who greeted him.

This guy has been waiting outside the delivery room since his daughter-in-law entered the delivery room, and he also didn't eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

With a bang, several wine bowls collided with each other and made some noises. After they were separated, the somewhat sour wine inside was poured into their respective mouths.

Han Cheng put down the wine bowl in his hand, Wu also put down the wine bowl, there was no more wine in it.

This is not because of how good their drinking capacity is, but because there is only half a bowl of wine in Han Cheng's wine bowl, and there is even less wine in Wujiu bowl.

"Eat, let's go to another place."

After putting down the wine bowl, Han Chengcheng stood up, said this to Liang and the others, and then walked into the delivery room with Wu to see the baby.

He could already tell that with the two of them here, a few of them seemed stiff and uncomfortable eating.

Liang is better, after all, he is an old man in the tribe, and the others will not be able to do so.

At this time, Han Cheng naturally couldn't stay here for a long time, and affect a few people who had worked so hard for such a long time to eat.

Sure enough, after the two of them left, they immediately relaxed a lot after eating.

Chewing the warm braised pork in her mouth, a nurse's big eyes couldn't help but bend into crescent moons.

This feeling of being cared about and remembered by others is really good.

Han Cheng and Wu walked into the delivery room.

In the delivery room, a young woman who had just given birth not long ago was sitting there eating egg tea.

There is sugar in it. For the people in the tribe, this is also the best food made from the best ingredients.

"You eat, you eat, let's come in and see the child."