I am a primitive

"Dad~"

As before, after getting the little bird from under the bamboo sieve into the bag, Little Pea looked at Han Cheng with grievances and yelled nervously again.

"It's okay, this is the first time you have done such a thing. When Dad caught birds like this, he didn't catch a bird for a long time. You are already better than Dad."

Han Cheng smiled and said to his son.

Then the father and son tidied up the place together, and came to the bamboo forest to hide again.

"dad."

Xiaowandou gave the rope in Han Cheng's hand. The blow just now was a bit severe to the child, which made him afraid to do such a thing again.

Han Cheng didn't answer, and shook his head with a smile: "You continue to pull, what you did just now is already very good, just do Lala."

Little Pea could only continue to hold the rope, but her mood was more disturbed than before.

"Think about it, why only one bird was caught just now, and the rest flew away."

Han Cheng looked at his son and asked with a smile.

Little Pea reached out to touch her head, her eyes flickering.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "I, I pulled it too early."

"Then what should we do this time?"

Han Cheng looked at Little Peas with a smile and said.

"Later, later." Little Peanut counted with some doubts.

"Well, do what you want."

Han Cheng nodded in affirmation of Xiao Wandou's words.

Children of this age already have some understanding of many things and can understand some things, so Han Chengcheng took this opportunity to educate the little guy.

More or less, always let the little guy know something.

As the calm returned here, birds gradually flew over from other places.

After some testing, I started to eat the millet below the bamboo sieve.

Looking from a distance, about eight or nine birds have come to the bottom of the bamboo sieve, and they are still relatively close to the middle.

At the same time, there are more than a dozen birds wandering there in the periphery.

According to Han Cheng's point of view, it is completely possible to pull the rope at this time to buckle the bamboo sieve, but Little Pea has not stopped pulling it.

Han Cheng knew that this was caused by the premature lesson he had learned from going up and pulling, so he didn't urge him to go up.

Compared with arresting some birds and going back to satisfy their hunger, Han Cheng cared more about the education of Little Peas.

Some birds hadn't been on his mind yet.

Little Pea's face was tense, some sweat appeared in the palm of the gloved hand holding the rope, and her eyes were fixed on the bamboo sieve.

He was waiting for the birds on the outside to come under the bamboo sieve, because these birds just didn't get in very much.

Either they walked in, pecked a few times, and then quickly walked out, or, one bird went in, and the rest of the birds came out.

He'd been wanting to see more birds go in, and it just never happened.

So he waited like this and never pulled.

It's just that the effect was not good. After a while, not only did the situation he wanted to wait for not happen, but the birds also flew away one after another.

This is because the shriveled millet sprinkled under the bamboo sieve was basically eaten by these birds.

"puff!"

The more the birds dwindled, and when there were only three left, Little Pea finally couldn't wait any longer, and pulled the rope in her hand...

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"Dad~"

Looking at the empty bamboo sieve, Xiao Wandou's mouth was deflated, feeling like she was about to cry

In the end, the three birds all flew away when they were caught by the bamboo sieve, but he didn't catch any of them.

"Don't be afraid, it's not scary to encounter difficulties, we can find a way to solve it, but we are afraid that we will not dare to solve it.

Do you think about why no bird was buckled this time? "

Han Cheng reached out and rubbed his son's head, and continued to explain and guide.

"Yes, it was too late."

Little Pea said.

"Then what are we going to do next time?"

"Pull it early."

"That's right, let's set up the sieve and continue to catch, sooner or later we will catch it."

Han Cheng affirmed his son's answer, and worked with the little guy to arrange the place, and grabbed some shriveled grains and sprinkled them under the bamboo sieve.

Then the two of them, a dog and a panda, went back to hide in the bamboo forest, waiting for the birds to come.

While waiting, Han Cheng suddenly remembered a joke told by the older generation in later generations.

A woman was busy making quilts at home, so she asked her daughter, who had never cooked before, to make noodles.

Then there was this conversation-

Daughter: "Mom, put more water."

Mother: "Add some noodles to it."

Daughter: "Mom, there are too many noodles."

Mother: "Put some more water in."

Daughter: "Mom, there is too much water again."