Sweet and salty prehistoric husband and wife

The next day, Mr. Hua Yu woke up and glanced at his watch habitually. It was already 06 o'clock in the morning. The normal biological clock used to be around 30:[-]. There is not a day that is normal these days, and he hasn't slept enough yet. The culprit is not in the house now, and he probably went outside to clear the snow.

The inside of the house is still dark. Although the windows and doors are covered with special wool paper, animal skins are nailed to prevent heavy wind, snow and rain. On sunny days, the animal skins are rolled up and tied, and when the weather is bad, they are put away. Come down to shelter from the wind, rain and snow.

When you find quartz sand and can make glass, you don't have to worry about it. It depends on when you can replace it.

There was an oil lamp lit inside the house. It must have been Fenghu who woke up and lit the oil lamp that was extinguished last night. Mr. Hua Yu got up with a trace of warmth in his eyes, opened the window and rolled up the animal skin, and it was still snowing outside the house , the snow outside the house has obviously been cleared.

After closing the window, the outside light penetrated into the house through the paper window. Mr. Hua Yu came to the desk and blew out the oil lamp, turned around and went to the kitchen, rolled up the animal skin outside the window on the kitchen side, and then washed.

Seeing the earthen jar in the big iron pot, I opened the lid of the earthen pot with a dish towel, and there was pork ribs and potato soup stewed in it. The fire on the stove has been extinguished, and the water in the iron pot has stopped smoking, obviously it has been cold for a while , but the crock is still hot, Mr. Hua Yu scooped it into the bowl with a spoon before eating.

Rice has not been discovered until now, otherwise the food problem can be completely solved, and the problem of famine will never appear again.

Mr. Hua Yu finished his breakfast, scooped out the warm water from the iron pot and poured it into the sink, and washed away the spoons and earthen jars. The process seemed a little cautious. His brain is uncoordinated, which makes him particularly worried about breaking the bowl.

Fortunately, the whole process seemed a little flustered, but Mr. Hua Yu was satisfied in the end. He dried his hands, put down his rolled up sleeves, and heard the sound of the door being pushed as soon as he stepped out of the kitchen door.

"Have you had breakfast?" Feng Hu searched for Mr. Hua Yu with his eyes as soon as he entered the door. He could see everything in the house at a glance. The curtain of the tent had been lifted, and the people inside had disappeared. He turned sideways to the direction of the kitchen, and locked it immediately. Target.

"Just finished eating, have you finished sweeping the snow?" Mr. Hua Yu lifted up the footsteps that had stopped, and walked towards Fenghu.

"All the residential areas have been swept, I'll come over and have a look." Feng Hu said while rolling up the animal skin on the door and fastening it tightly.

"You don't have to come here on purpose." Hua Yujun looked at Fenghu helplessly, he is not a three-year-old child, so don't worry about him so much.

Fenghu didn't say anything, he naturally knew that Huahua could manage himself well, but he didn't come over to see in person, he always felt uneasy, he just wanted to serve Huahua well, let Huahua sit at the desk to draw pictures, or be in a daze, whatever. You don't need to spend a lot of time to rest assured.

"I can only do a little without sweeping. I'm not going out. You teach me how to write." The hooded cloak was shaken off and the snowflakes hung on the door. Fenghu closed the door and glanced at the desk, with a particularly obvious meaning.

"Okay, I'll come out with a pen and paper, have you had ginger soup?" Mr. Hua Yu knew that Fenghu was not allowed to approach him now, he was outside for too long, and he was covered with cold air.

"Drink, I'll wash my face first and change my clothes." After Feng Hu finished speaking, he took out a set of folded clothes from the cabinet and walked to the kitchen. He saw the clean sink, wrinkled. frown.

He evened the corners of his mouth, lit the stove again, scooped all the water from one iron pot used for boiling water into the wooden basin, filled it with cold water again, poured half of the cold water into the other iron pot, and covered it all. Put on the wooden cover.

Quickly scrub and change clothes, then put three large firewood into the fire, control the distance so that the fire can burn the firewood slowly.

Mr. Hua Yu saw that Fenghu's expression was wrong, why was he unhappy when he went to wash his face and change his clothes, and asked with a puzzled face, "What's wrong?"

"From now on, I can just leave the dishes to wash, and you don't need to do these rough jobs." Feng Hu said in a sullen tone, he just didn't want to see his Huahua doing rough work and swearing, his Huahua only needs to be served by himself.

"I'm just washing the dishes, so when you're not around, you can't just leave those bowls there and let them stink, right?" Mr. Hua Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

In the past, his parents were afraid that he would hurt himself with his clumsy hands, so they never let him do housework. Now, in another time and space, there is another Fenghu. Let alone his uncoordinated work, even if he is a normal person, he is so limited by them. Doting will also become a person who cannot take care of himself.

"I don't have Geeta any more, he is happy to do such trivial things, and now you have accepted Hill and Xixi as students, and the three students can do whatever they want." Feng Hu said confidently.

"I didn't accept them as students to do these jobs for me. Also, I, an adult, let three children do housework, and I just watched it. Is this justified?" Mr. Hua Yu squinted angrily. said with a glance.

"I can't even do this little work for you. What else can I do? I don't want these students." Feng Hu sat next to Hua Yujun, his tone very serious.

"It's unreasonable." Mr. Hua Yu didn't want to talk to Feng Hu, who insisted on his own opinion and was stubborn at the moment.

"??" There were question marks in Feng Hu's eyes, and he didn't understand.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore, write your handwriting." Mr. Hua Yu, who is not good at arguing, decided to end the conversation, and put the pen into Fenghu's hand.

"Don't wash the dishes in the future, you don't need to do any housework, just leave it for me, understand?" Feng Hu felt that he needed to remind him again.

"Okay, I got it, I'll listen to you." Mr. Hua Yu agreed angrily.

Fenghu got the answer he wanted, leaned over to steal a kiss in satisfaction, and then practiced pen control first.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Hua Yu calmed down and picked up the pen to write. He planned to write down the names of everyone in the tribe in these ten days, because he knew that when everyone knew about learning, especially Knowing that Fenghu and Jita know how to write their names, they will definitely want to know how their names are written. It must be a very pleasant surprise to see your own name.

A small action can have great benefits, so why not do it Hua Yujun.

Mr. Hua Yu seemed to have faces full of surprises in front of his eyes, and the names that appeared on the white paper corresponded one by one with the happy faces in his mind.

Mr. Hua Yu, who was concentrating on writing his name, didn't see Feng Hu's eyes peeking at him. Feng Hu didn't know what Mr. Hua Yu was writing, but only knew that his cursive calligraphy was so beautiful. Yesterday was a little bit better, but I was still not satisfied, and I only picked and picked a few strokes that looked pleasing to the eye.

Fenghu is not distracted to peek at Mr. Hua Yu writing, but concentrates on practicing his strokes.

Time slipped away quietly, Mr. Hua Yu's writing fingers were a little sore, he stopped writing and glanced at his watch, the hands had passed ten o'clock, before they knew it, they had written for almost two hours.

"Fenghu, stop writing and take a rest." Hua Yujun turned his head and glanced at the crooked words on the paper, and said with a very calm and natural expression.

Primitive people's names are quite awkward, and it feels strange to call them individually, so Mr. Hua Yu is used to calling them by their full names.

"Okay." If it wasn't for his perseverance, how could Fenghu survive for so long and still practice calligraphy. Compared with fighting with wild animals, writing is more difficult. He just couldn't control the small pen in his hand and let it write It is more beautifully written.

I silently compared it in my mind, the words he wrote and Hua Hua's words had nothing to do with each other, there was no similarity at all, what I wrote was what I wrote.

"You can't write in a hurry. The more impatient you are, the uglier your handwriting will be. Writing is also the best way to exercise your mind." Mr. Hua Yu comforted Fenghu, who exuded a trace of decadence, and comforted him gently.

"Writing is even more difficult than me fighting a saber-toothed tiger." Fenghu stretched out his hands and moved Hua Yujun from another chair to his lap, buried his head in the crook of his neck, and said sullenly.

"That's completely incomparable. Anyone can learn to write. There are not many who can single out a saber-toothed tiger." Hua Yujun patted Fenghu's head lightly, praising him for his bravery and strength.

"I'm very good?" Feng Hu raised his head and brought the two of them face to face. His eyes were deep and bright, and what he wanted was the most direct compliment.

"Of course, you are the bravest, strongest, and most powerful person I have ever met." With a smile in his eyes, Mr. Hua Yu expressed his inner thoughts very straightforwardly and definitely.

My lover wants affirmation of himself, even if he is a little shy in his heart, he can't hold back his sincere words.

Being so affirmed by the one he loves, Feng Hu couldn't bear it anymore, he held the beautiful face in front of him and kissed it, the two exchanged breaths, and kissed sweetly.

Mr. Hua Yu didn't let this kiss go deeper, he had already planned last night, and today he must not let Fenghu get his way.

Thinking that the man in his arms didn't want to prostitute himself in the daytime, Feng Hu didn't think more, and was pushed away with force, and it was almost lunch time, so he had to get up and get ready.

After adjusting his breathing, Mr. Hua Yu got up and moved his body. After sitting for so long, his body was a little stiff. He had to turn on the fitness mode in the afternoon.

Turning around a little, he came to the window and opened a little gap to look outside. The snow was a little heavier, but the field of vision was still quite far.

The tribe's outer city walls are still unable to withstand large wild animals. Mr. Hua Yu looked at the snowflakes outside, and silently hoped that there would be no accidents in this cold winter.

Although some iron weapons have been forged, it is best to avoid them if possible. The beasts here are too large, and there is no guarantee that there will be no casualties in the battle.

Putting aside his wild thoughts, Mr. Hua Yu closed the window tightly, went to the desk, sorted out the pens and papers, and waited for Fenghu to prepare his lunch and bring it over.

The food in the cold winter was still poor, and they couldn't do anything fancy. Fenghu brought a large plate of potato fried meat, a large bowl of egg soup, and Hua Yujun's unique stir-fried cabbage. This was their lunch.

Such a seemingly simple meal is already a special luxury for the former Huze people. Compared with the previous day, there was no half of the amount, and now one meal can eat the amount of the previous three days, and the taste is so good , simply don't be too happy.

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