I am a primitive

Seeing such a scene, Han Cheng was both helpless and a little angry.

I think this guy is too disobedient.

Wanting to get angry, he yelled at this guy twice, but he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Go to sleep first, I'll stay here for a while."

After standing here and thinking for a while, Han Cheng said this to Bai Xuemei in the bedroom.

Bai Xuemei never knew how to refuse Brother Cheng's request. Although she heard that it was unnecessary, she agreed very simply.

Han Cheng put Fu Jiang back in the kennel, moved a chair to sit here with Fu Jiang, and stretched out his feet so that Fu Jiang could put his chin on his feet.

Han Cheng suddenly realized just now that Fu Jiang's behavior today was very inappropriate and uncharacteristically.

When it was so clingy before, it seemed to be when it gave birth, especially when it gave birth for the first time.

Now that Fu Jiang has no cubs in his stomach, it is naturally impossible to give birth.

So even if Han Cheng is extremely unwilling to think about that aspect, and is extremely unwilling to have some things happen, he still has to take some precautions so as not to miss some things and make himself too late to regret in the years to come.

The oil lamp was lit, and the orange flames kept jumping, shaking people's sights and the shadows of things in the room.

Han Cheng sat on the chair, bent down, picked up Fu, the old dog, and put it in his arms.

General Fu opened his eyes and looked at Han Cheng, but didn't do any other movements. After Han Cheng put it on his lap, he moved it a few times, adjusted his body, and found a comfortable position to start. sleep.

Han Cheng hugged this guy, just sat here quietly like this, and gently stroked Fu Jiang's dog's head with his other hand.

Just like Fu Jiang's fluffy ball when he was a child, Han Cheng hugged it and put it on his lap to play around.

It's just that time flies, that little furry guy has grown old, and Han Cheng has already grown up.

At the beginning, the hairy boy who was restless in Han Cheng's arms most of the time and liked to play with Han Cheng, now has no energy and fell asleep...

Time passed little by little, the night darkened little by little, and the drowsiness continued to strike. Han Cheng, who was sitting on the chair with Fu Jiang in his arms, tried his best not to fall asleep, but still sat here and couldn't help dozing off.

The oil lamp was burning quietly, and Han Cheng, who was sitting there with his head down, fell asleep at some point, couldn't help leaning forward, feeling the weightlessness, and woke up all of a sudden.

He remained in one posture for a long time without moving, which made his legs and feet numb.

He looked at Fu Jiang who was lying on his lap and sleeping quietly in his arms, and then moved his legs and feet to relieve the numbness that came from him.

The extent of Han Cheng's activities was as small as possible, for fear of disturbing this very old dog.

After some activities, the numbness of Han Cheng's legs and feet was relieved a lot, and during this process, Fu Jiang, an old sleepy guy, was not awakened by Han Cheng.

This made Han Cheng feel relieved.

But then he became a little nervous again, worried that there would be no problem with Fu, so he quickly touched Fu Jiang's dog's head, and put his palm on Fu Jiang's nose.

Did not feel the breath!

Han Cheng couldn't help being startled, and quickly patted Fu Jiang's head with his hands.

"Fortune General! Fortified General!"

Han Cheng slapped and shouted.

However, this dog, who used to jump up excitedly whenever he heard his footsteps, ran all the way to meet him, but there was no movement, and he was still quietly lying in Han Cheng's arms, motionless...

"Fortune General! Fortified General!"

Han Cheng continued to yell, his voice became louder, and the strength in his hand also increased.

Fu Jiang was still quietly lying in Han Cheng's arms, motionless.

With trembling hands, Han Cheng touched the position of Fu Jiang's heart, suppressing the strong emotion in his heart, feeling it seriously, and didn't feel the beating for a long time.

The hope in Han Cheng's heart began to disappear slowly, and his heart sank to the bottom inch by inch...

In the room, the oil lamp was burning quietly. Because no one picked the wick for a long time, the flame became smaller and smaller, and the light became dimmer. Finally, after a lot of struggle, it was completely extinguished.

The room fell into darkness.

Han Chengcheng sat on a chair, hugged Fu Jiang who was in a sleeping position, and waited quietly in the darkness.

Han Cheng's mind was empty. After the initial unbelievable and unbearable sadness, he has become very calm now.

He just sat like this, hugging Fu Jiang who couldn't move anymore, no special sadness, no tears, just felt that his whole mind was empty.

I don't even know what I was thinking at this moment.

He didn't want to do anything, didn't want to say anything, just sat here quietly like this...

The child's cry sounded.

Little Soybean wet the bed in the middle of the night, but Bai Xuemei didn't beat him, but he himself cried first.

Bai Xuemei woke up from her sleep, and skillfully reached out her hand to feel under Xiao Huangdou's body. Then, without turning on the light, she touched a clean diaper from one side in the dark, wiped the child's body, and then put the child on the bed. to a dry place.

Then I started to wipe the water stains here, and found another dry diaper, spread it on the place where the little soybean was wet, and fell asleep on it.

After doing this, Bai Xuemei reached out to touch the place where Han Cheng slept, but there was no one she touched.

He stretched out his arms again, and touched farther away, but he still couldn't touch anyone. Bai Xuemei suddenly became a little awake, and her drowsiness disappeared a lot.

"Brother Cheng?"

"Brother Cheng?"

Bai Xuemei called out.

As a result, the house was silent, and no one responded to her call.

Such an abnormal thing made Bai Xuemei sober all of a sudden, and couldn't sleep anymore.

She fumbled for the fire folder, opened the fire folder and blew it on, a flame came out, and lit the oil lamp on the table not far from the bed.

The fire illuminated the room, and Bai Xuemei quickly swept her eyes across the room, but she didn't see Han Cheng in the room.

Bai Xuemei panicked all of a sudden, and hurried out of the bedroom with the oil lamp in her hand.

As soon as he came out, he saw Han Cheng sitting on the chair.

Bai Xuemei immediately felt relieved.

She thought that Han Cheng was sitting here and fell asleep, so she must wake up Han Cheng immediately, and let brother Cheng go back to sleep on the kang.