"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Even I don't know what I can do to help." Anbu hardly closed his eyes these days, bloodshot eyes filled his eyes, and he looked exhausted.

Xi Ya opened her mouth and bit his fingers.

Ambu patted his head and asked, "Is baby hungry?"

Xia blinked her eyes, jumped onto his knee, rubbed his chin and said, "Uncle Anbu, ròu cake."

"Uncle will do it for you later."

Roger reached out and carried him over, and said, "Don't listen to him, An Luo just fed him half a bowl of soup before going out. You can see that his belly is still bulging."

"It's still good when we were young. Mallow and Zhu Xi are half a year younger than me. The three of us lived very close to each other. From childhood to adulthood, I took them with me when we went out. Mallow was very naughty. There are no more people, he is timid, and Zhu Xi and I hid to scare him, and he ran out to find us by himself."

"Ambu..." Roger had never had such an experience and didn't know how to comfort him.

"Actually, before the accident, I heard Mallow calling me. There weren't any big monsters in the valley. I was too careless. I looked back and didn't see it. At that time, Mallow should have been dragged into the dòngxué."

"Don't blame yourself." Roger hugged his head and pressed it into his arms.

"It's not self-blame, Roger, I just thought that if I could react faster, Mallow probably wouldn't have to die. When he went, he joked that if he didn't come back, let me take care of Zhu Xi. , I also laughed at him for talking nonsense, saying that with me, both of us can come back safely."

"We will help Zhu Xi in the future." Roger said, although he only met Zhu Xi a few times, he vaguely realized that Zhu Xi didn't like him very much.

As the days warmed up, Roger's appetite was waning day by day. An Luo had just become the patriarch, and he had to learn many things from scratch. He spoke very little, and often we discussed things together, other When people say ten sentences, he also promises one, so An Sen also went over to help. After Mallow died, many people expressed to Zhu Xi that they wanted to become partners with him again. It was so busy that no one noticed Roger's abnormality.

The author has something to say: after so much tossing, I finally let Moya come out and let Ambu and Roger separate. Roger's side story is coming to an end.

If there is a typo, it will be corrected later.

This is the only conclusion of rice: hehehe,

Roger's Extra Story 08

In the chūn season, it is easy to feel sleepy, and Roger's sleeping time has increased significantly. He goes to bed early and wakes up late. In the afternoon, he has to wrap himself in a blanket and take a nap in the yard. Since last winter, Roger's sleep condition has improved a lot. Anson and An Luo Seeing it all in his eyes, he felt relieved, and at the same time, he felt that he was right in not rejecting Anbu.

The weather is getting warmer, the ice and snow on the rough plains have melted, and the soil in the fields has become soft. Recently, the tribe has been busy with farming again. It is related to the rations for the second half of the year. No one dares to delay. The land is used to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes. Last year, Anbu tried to grow some at home. It was easy to survive, the harvest was good, and it could fill the stomach. These days, everyone just wants to be full, and they don’t ask too much. Besides, they have tasted the taste. One point, is also very good.

Anbu worked in the fields in the morning, and went to Zhu Xi's place to help repair the house at noon. The rainy season comes very quickly, and everything needs to be rested in advance. The rainy season is here, and sometimes the sun cannot be seen for several days in a row. , then it will be too late.

When he came back, Xia was playing with Ziro and the others at the door. He was just over a year old now, so small, he stood out among a group of four or five year olds.

"Uncle Anbu." Xia ran up and put her paws on Anbu's legs.

Ambu picked him up with a smile, pinched his ears, and asked, "How about you?"

"sleeping."

"Why are you still sleeping?" At this time, Roger seems to have slept a bit more recently.

Ambu put down the basket on his body, and found a small packet of slightly reddish plums, about the size of rough berries, with plenty of juice. He took the largest one first, fed it to the child, and put the rest. Going to Xia's arms, he said, "Be good, baby, don't go too far, go over there to eat plum fruit with your friends."

The other little shòu opened their eyes and looked at Xi Ya. Plum fruit is not a rare thing in the Leopard tribe. It is summer, and they are picked from the small bushes on the rough plain, but this season is too much. It's early, it's far from the time when the plums come down. It's not easy to find a few now. haven't eaten anything fresh all winter. , the temptation is great. So as soon as Xi Ya sat down, several people gathered around.

"Whoever listens to me, I'll eat it." Xi Ya was proud and showed off.

Anbu couldn't help laughing when he saw how big the kid was. He didn't know who his and Roger's children would look like in the future, and whether they would be as naughty and naughty as Xia.

Ambu wanted to wake Roger, but he couldn't bear to see him falling asleep. He sat on the side and waited for him to wake up. He saw that he was sleepy too. He was lying on the arm of the rattan chair next to Roger's arm. Also fell asleep.

Roger woke up, touched his hair, and said, "Ambu, go back to the house and sleep when you are sleepy. The yard is cold."

Ambu wrapped his arms around his waist, put his head on his stomach, and said, "Wait a minute, Roger, who do you think we would be like if we had a child in the future?" This was what he had been thinking about before going to bed. question.

In a place he couldn't see, Roger's smile froze for a moment, and then he said, "It's like everyone." At this moment, he really didn't want to pour cold water on Ambu, this kind of good memory always A little less.

"I've thought about it. It's better to look like you, beautiful, and to be like me. Think about things better. You just like to keep everything in your heart, which is not good."

"Yes, yes, my son is not good, so you hurry up." Roger pushed him with a smile. The courtyard door was not closed, and someone might come in at any time. Roger was really not used to this kind of intimacy in front of people.

"Roger, it's alright, we're about to hold the ceremony, and the people in the tribe don't care about it. You walk on the rough plains in summer nights, and some are done in the wild..." The words got lower and lower, and finally Disappeared in the folded lips of the two.

Ambu reached into Roger's clothes, stroking and wandering behind his back, stirring up all his enthusiasm.

"Don't be here, go back to the house," Roger insisted, dodging another kiss from him.

Ambu gritted his teeth and stopped temporarily, hugged Roger back to the house, only took off his trousers, lubricated a little, supported his waist, and pressed the man against the wall and pushed him in.

After doing it once behind the back, Roger's slender legs were wrapped around Anbu's waist, and he moaned aloud.

After finishing it, Roger felt a little annoyed that he did it in broad daylight while the children were still outside.

"He gave a jar of the sour plums that Zhu Xiah brewed in winter. You can taste one."

Roger lay on the bed, glanced at him lazily, and refused, "I don't really like eating these small snacks." Although the sweet and sour aroma is indeed very attractive.

"I know, but these sour plums are delicious. I grew up eating and growing up. Zhu Xi Amo brews a lot every year and is always buried under the plum tree in the yard. Mallow and I often climb the wall and steal it. When Zhu Xi's house is dug out, there will be two less cans." Speaking of mallow, Anbu's mood was still a little low.

"Then I'll eat one and taste it."

"Is it delicious?" Ambu asked expectantly.

Roger nodded and dug up the second one by himself. The surface of the sour plum was waxy, sweet and brittle, and the black plum wrapped in it was slightly nucleated and chewy.

Seeing that he liked it, Anbu said, "I'll put it on the windowsill for you, just eat a few a day, don't eat too much, it will make your teeth sour."

Roger saw that Anson and the others were working hard in the field every day, so he thought about how he could help them, not for others, just thinking that they would be better off. Tie a stone. Roger taught them to use a flat shovel-shaped cross-blade, wood chips, bone tools, and stones. Once the tools were built, the efficiency of turning the ground was greatly improved. Later, Roger also explored the roughness of a simple wooden plow. Figure, and pointed out that the carpenter of the tribe had done many experiments. With the wooden plow, it was easier to plough a large area of ​​land. This year's chūn ploughing went very smoothly and quickly.

After the chūn farming, Ambuxing hurriedly started to prepare the ceremony for him and Roger, and he wanted to give Roger a most special gift at the ceremony.

Xia was less than two years old, and she could briefly transform into a human form. The whole family was overjoyed for this fat and white baby, except for Roger. The joy on his face could not suppress the other thing in his heart. Fear, he seems to be pregnant, but this child must not be wanted, he must get rid of this child before everyone notices.

The author has something to say: work hard every day, and finally strive to become a diligent rice.

Some slickers are not allowed to leave a message in this chapter saying that they want all the ròuròu, and they cannot bully Dian Xiaojun.

Roger's Extra Story 09

Drowsiness, nausea, easy fatigue, and intense sexual urges. Although these signs could not guarantee that he must be pregnant, symptoms so similar to those when he was pregnant with Xi Ya couldn't help but make him think in that direction.

Roger walked to the window sill, lifted the lid, and dug out two fermented plums. The sweet and sour taste in the mouth temporarily suppressed the vomiting in his throat.

He never thought that he would get pregnant again. After he had Xi Ya, he and Anson Anluo never had a relationship. Although he had done it with all three of them recently, he refused to use the shòu type, except for the lack of consciousness and safety. That time when Bu, did Anbu lie to him, he had a vague suspicion in his heart, but now the most important thing is to determine whether he is pregnant or not. don’t know how, and also understand that the younger the child, the easier it is to shed. If the child is from Anbu, it has been more than three months. If you delay the time, it will not be easy to get rid of the child silently. Roger touched his slightly bulging abdomen, so rational that it was almost cold.

Roger went to Dr. Qing Qiao's place. Qing Qiao's pharmacist's family lived in the middle of the mountain in the northeast corner of the tribe. There were no other people around. The environment was quiet and secluded. It's all medicinal.

Qing Qiao Pharmacist's shòu partner passed away two years ago, but Pharmacist is very respected in the tribe, no one would force him to find another partner. He was giving medicine to the ground to catch insects, and when he saw Roger carrying Xiya in, he shouted to the room, and happily greeted him: "Brother Roger, Xia, are you here?" Many adults in the room disliked Roger's indifferent attitude and didn't talk to him often, but for children, especially the young people, Roger was pretty and could do a lot of things. In the future, I also want to find a good female like Roger.

Roger had never been comfortable with being too hot, but he had nothing to avoid when it came to a half-old child, so he took a return sign from Xia's arms and gave it to him.This is what he grinded with hardwood in his spare time. It is not very lethal. At most, he can hit a small animal or bird or something. It is just right for children to play. Xi Ya is still young and lacks strength.go out.

After all, Xi Ya was not yet two years old. Although Roger's family was strict, she still showed a little bit of unhappiness when her belongings were given away.

Roger scratched his chin and whispered, "Go home and make a better one for you." The spectator was turned over and over in his hand, and with a blank face, he put down Xia and said, "Xiya, go to the small platform of the heavy stage.Uncle said how to play."