The improvement of Fu Jiang made Han Changcheng a sigh of relief. He walked outside and stepped on the snow, feeling that the air was particularly fresh.

According to Han Cheng's position in the tribe, he didn't need to do things like cooking medicine, he only needed to explain it.

However, he chose to do it himself, without letting the rest of the people intervene.

According to the types of medicinal materials boiled in the morning, I made a new one and went to the kitchen to continue cooking.

Not long after Han Cheng lit the fire, he heard some noise.

Turning his head and looking outside, he saw the lucky general who walked in slowly.

Some of Fu Jiang's hair was stained with snow, and some heat was sprayed in his mouth.

Behind it, there followed Bai Xuemei, who seemed a little bewildered.

"Brother Cheng, as soon as you and you leave, Fu Jiang will look for you, I can't keep it."

Bai Xuemei appeared anxious and explained to Han Cheng with some caution.

Han Cheng smiled and shook his head at her and said, "It's okay. Let it come when it comes. After all, I grew up with me."

Bai Xuemei was relieved when she saw this. After staying here for a while, Bai Xuemei, who missed the three children in her heart, left from here and returned to the room.

As for the Fu general, he was already lying in front of Han Cheng by this time, and he put half of his head on one of Han Cheng's feet.

Over time, even with a layer of shoes, Han Chengdu can feel some warmth.

Han Cheng took off his shoes with the other foot, and gently flicked Fu Jiang's body in his socks.

Fu Jiang enjoyed the process very much, squinting his eyes motionless.

The fire inside the firepit was reflected, and the surrounding area was glowing red.

Reflecting on Han Cheng's face, and the old dog lying beside Han Cheng's feet, enjoying the somewhat big massage service of this fish-lip master.

Time is quiet and time is good. People who watch this scene have warmth and quiet emotions in their hearts.

No matter how warm the picture is, there are times when it is broken. When the medicine is filled, the dog's tragic bark has made all the previous good things disappear...

But the memory of a certain dog is comparable to a famous goldfish.

When he was still sneezing, he had forgotten that an unscrupulous master gave him medicine, and rubbed Han Cheng's hand with his dry nose.

The lucky general who had taken the medicine seemed to have a lot of energy and was reluctant to go to sleep. He just lay on the ground, shaking his tail from time to time.

Han Cheng was afraid that it would be cold, so he took a piece of shabby leather and placed it under his body.

After a while, Fu Jiang fell asleep here.

Han Cheng waited here again for a while, then stood up gently, ready to wash his hands, wash his feet and go to bed, but as soon as he got up, he woke up before he even started, and opened his mouth to bite. Han Cheng's trouser legs prevented Han Cheng from leaving.

Seeing this, Han Cheng could only sit down reluctantly, like coaxing a child.

Seeing Han Cheng sitting down, General Fu loosened his teeth, then fell asleep on the ground, and put his chin on Han Cheng's feet arrogantly.

Seeing Fu Jiang's rogue behavior, Han Cheng was also helpless.

But seeing that this guy's situation just got better, Han Cheng had no choice but to accommodate this guy.

A little bit of time passed. The room was warm because of the fire on the bed. The snow and wind hadn't stopped, and the night was silent, and the rustle of falling snow could be heard.

Little Pea and Little Myolie, who had seemed a little noisy before, were already asleep, and Bai Xuemei and started calling Han Cheng to sleep.

It was indeed late at night, and it was time to sleep.

Han Cheng looked at the quiet blessing who slept with his chin on his feet. After thinking about it, he bent over to pick up this guy, walked to the side of the doghouse, and put this guy in the doghouse.

"Sleep well, take medicine, sleep well, and you will be cured. When you recover, let's find that stupid deer and steal deer milk together."

After Han Cheng placed Fu Jiang in the doghouse, he said softly to this guy.

In Han Cheng's eyes, Fu Jiang seemed to understand his own words, lying quietly in the doghouse, without any extra actions.

Seeing this, he turned around and left without worry.

As a result, before taking two steps, I felt that the trouser legs had been pulled by something.

Han Cheng stopped and looked back, and saw that the lucky general was lying quietly in his kennel just now. He did not know when he came out again, biting his trousers leg with his mouth, and he couldn't hold him. Let yourself go.

Han Cheng reluctantly turned and squatted down, saw this guy picked up, walked to the edge of the doghouse, and put it back into the doghouse.

"It’s late at night, and I’m sleepy, and I’m going to sleep, otherwise I’ll lose my energy tomorrow, and you’ll sleep honestly and sleep well. I’ll take you to the yard and raise the witches from the rabbit pen. The rabbit secretly caught one for you to play."

Han Cheng squatted in such a muttering and blessing to reason with this unreasonable guy.

Fu Jiang was lying here quietly, listening carefully.

After a while, Han Cheng saw that this guy had become honest again, and stood up from here.

But this time Han Cheng left a mind. He didn't just walk away from here like the last time. Instead, after taking a step, he stopped and quickly turned his head to look back.

Sure enough, he was lying quietly in the doghouse just now, and the lucky general who had fully understood the words, his body had already risen halfway...

Seeing Han Cheng look over, he hesitated for a while and then lay there again.

Seeing this, Han Cheng turned his head and continued on.

After two steps, he continued to look back and found that Fu Jiang not only stood up, but also got half of his body out of the doghouse.

When Han Cheng saw such a scene, he was helpless and a little angry.

I think this guy is too disobedient.

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

"You go to bed first, and I'll stay here for a while."

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

Bai Xuemei never knew that she would refuse her brother Cheng's request. Although she felt that it was unnecessary, she still agreed very simply.

Han Cheng put Fu Jiang in the doghouse again, and then moved a chair to sit here, accompanied Fu Jiang, and proactively extended his feet to let Fu Jiang put his chin on his feet.

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

When it stuck to people like this 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, he is extremely unwilling to happen, and has to take some precautions, so as not to miss some things and let himself regret it in the years to come.

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

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

Fu Jiang opened his eyes and looked at Han Cheng, but did not do the rest. After Han Cheng put it on his leg, he moved a few times with great effort, adjusted his body, and found a comfortable posture. go to bed.

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

As if Fu Jiang was a fluffy ball when he was a child, Han Cheng held it and put it on his lap to play around.

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

At the beginning, the hairy boy who was in trouble with Han Cheng for most of the time and liked to play with Han Cheng, now also has low energy, and fell asleep...

As time passed, the night darkened, and sleepiness kept coming. Han Cheng, who was sitting in a chair holding Fu Jiang, could not help but doze while sitting here even though he tried his best not to fall asleep.

The oil lamp was burning quietly. Han Cheng sat there with his head down and didn't know when he had fallen asleep. He couldn't help but leaned forward. A feeling of weightlessness came and he woke up all of a sudden.

Maintaining a posture for a long time without moving, made his legs and feet numb.

He looked at the lucky general 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.

Han Cheng's activities were as small as possible, worried that he would disturb this very old dog.

After some activities, the numbness on Han Cheng's legs and feet eased a lot, and in the process, Fu Jiang, an elderly sleepy fellow, was never awakened by Han Cheng.

This made Han Cheng feel relieved.

But then he became a little nervous again, worried that Fu would not have a problem, and quickly touched the head of Fu Jiang's dog, and put his palm to the nose of Fu Jiang.

Did not feel the breath!

Han Cheng couldn't help but slapped Fu Jiang on the head with his hands.

"Fortune General! Fortune General!"

Han Cheng yelled while tapping.

However, as long as he heard his footsteps, he would jump up in excitement, and ran all the way to meet his dog, but there was no movement, he was still lying motionless in Han Cheng’s arms...

"Fortune General! Fortune General!"

Han Cheng continued to scream, his voice increased a bit, and the strength in his hand also increased.

The guy Fu Jiang still lay quietly in Han Cheng's arms, motionless.

With trembling hands, Han Cheng touched the position of Fu Jiang's heart, suppressing the strong emotions 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 inch by inch to the bottom...

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

The room was plunged into darkness.

Han Chengcheng sat in the chair, holding the lucky general who was still sleeping, and waited quietly in the darkness.

Han Cheng's mind was empty. After the initial disbelief and unbearable sadness, he actually became very calm now.

He just sat like this, holding a blessed general who would never move again, no particular sadness, no tears, and only felt that his whole mind was empty.

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

He didn't want to do anything, didn't want to say anything, just sitting here quietly...

The child's cry sounded.

Xiao Huangdou wet the bed in the middle of the night, but Bai Xuemei didn't hit him, but he started crying first.

When Bai Xuemei woke up from her sleep, she proficiently reached out and touched Xiao Huangdou's body, and then she touched a clean diaper from one side when she felt dark, she wiped the child's body, and then put the child away. To a dry place.

Then I started to wipe the water stains here, and found another dry diaper, spread it on the place wet by the small soybeans, and fell asleep.

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

She extended her arm again and touched it farther. She still didn't touch anyone, and Bai Xuemei suddenly became a little awake, and her sleepiness disappeared a lot.

"Brother Cheng?"

"Brother Cheng?"

Bai Xuemei shouted.

As a result, it was quiet in the house, and no one responded to her call.

With such an abnormal thing, Ling's Bai Xuemei suddenly became sober and couldn't sleep anymore.

She fumbled for the Huozhezi, opened the Huozhezi and blew it brightly, and a fire came out, lighting the oil lamp placed on the table not far from the bed.

The fire illuminates the room, and Bai Xuemei quickly scans her gaze across the room. As a result, Han Cheng is not seen in the room.

Bai Xuemei panicked all of a sudden, and quickly came out of the bedroom with an oil lamp.

As soon as the result came out, I saw Han Cheng sitting in a chair.

Xuemei Bai suddenly felt relieved.

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

When he was about to speak, he suddenly realized that Cheng's eyes were open, and he did not appear to be asleep.

"Brother Cheng, go back to bed on the kang, don't be frozen."

Bai Xuemei whispered ~lightnovelpub.net~ Han Cheng, who had been sitting there without moving, turned her head around when she heard Bai Xuemei's shout, looked at Bai Xuemei and smiled: "Go to sleep. Well, I'm not sleepy, don't worry about me."

"Fujiang...Fujiang has taken the medicine and he has got better, and you are tired even if you hold it. It's better to put it in the nest and let it sleep well..."

Bai Xuemei cast her gaze on the Fu Jiang in Han Cheng's arms and said.

She felt that Cheng's brother didn't go to sleep on the kang because of Fu Jiang, so she wanted Cheng's brother to put Fu Jiang back in the nest, so that Cheng could go to sleep well.

"Fu Jiang is dead..."

Han Cheng said calmly.

"Fu general...dead?"

At first, Bai Xuemei didn't realize the meaning of what Han Cheng said. After a while, she reacted and she was stunned...

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