I am a Primitive Man-Chapter 570: New Father

The small bundle of fine hemp cloth had already been made earlier.

As the tribe's supply of hemp cloth grew, without much guidance from Han Cheng, the people started to develop its uses independently.

They began layering hemp cloth to create small swaddles for wrapping newborns, which became one of the new uses.

Of course, these were only used in the hot weather; in colder times, they would wrap the babies in leather.

Compared to the typical swaddles used in the tribe, Han Cheng's swaddle for his child was made with more care and craftsmanship.

The cloth was all woven by Bai Xue herself, and it had been beaten with a mallet multiple times, making it very soft.

After washing it, the swaddle was wrapped again, making the baby look more presentable.

The baby wasn't crying anymore, with wide, shiny eyes, looking around without a clear focus.

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The baby's eyes were particularly striking, a feature inherited from Bai Xue.

Han Cheng handed the wrapped baby to Ru Hua, who was standing nearby, so she could hold it. Then, Han Cheng began to clean Bai Xue with some fresh water from others.

Han Cheng gently tried to pull out the placenta and found it had already detached, so he carefully removed it.

He had the placenta disposed of by using a bone shovel to bury it deep in the dung pile to decompose into fertilizer.

Han Cheng had no intention of having anyone eat it.

After cleaning Bai Xue, Han Cheng helped her change into fresh clothes.

At that moment, the benefits of a natural birth and the robust physical condition of the primitive people were evident.

With Han Cheng’s support, Bai Xue slowly stood up.

Many people weren't fond of having children before having them. But once they had their children, everything changed.

Bai Xue, who already had a natural fondness for children, radiated even more maternal warmth after giving birth.

Despite her weakness, she stretched her arms to hold the baby.

Han Cheng thought momentarily, then took the baby from Ru Hua’s arms and handed it to Bai Xue.

Before long, the baby was asleep in Bai Xue's arms. Seeing her baby, even though not particularly good-looking, Bai Xue couldn't stop smiling.

Fire Er, seeing that Bai Xue was struggling to hold the baby, stepped forward to offer her guidance on how to hold the soft little one properly.

The summer toilet was not a place to stay long, as the smell inside was quite strong.

After taking care of the essentials, Han Cheng and Ru Hua helped Bai Xue to her room.

Bai Xue held the baby herself.

Though Han Cheng initially didn’t want Bai Xue to carry the baby, she was reluctant to let go, so he gave in after observing her condition, which seemed fine.

The group slowly made their way to Han Cheng's house. The shaman, who had returned from the quarry, stood at the door, lifting the curtain to let them in.

The door curtain was made from the hemp cloth sent by the Fire Tribe, with bamboo poles sewn at the top and bottom.

The bamboo pole at the top was light, and the one at the bottom was heavier. This design allowed the curtain to stretch and fully cover the doorway.

The windows were similarly made, ensuring the summer room was well-ventilated while keeping mosquitoes out.

Though of poor quality, the cloth sent by the Fire Tribe worked well for the screens and door curtains.

Han Cheng didn’t immediately let Bai Xue sit on the heated bed inside the room. Instead, he removed the large bamboo mat from the bed, spread a layer of hemp cloth over the grass mat beneath, and allowed Bai Xue to sit down.

The bamboo mat was made a year ago at Han Cheng's suggestion by the first carpenter and bamboo weaver of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

It was crafted from bamboo and fine hemp ropes.

The workmanship was, of course, rather rough. One bamboo mat could easily be compared to several from later generations. They weren’t very neat either, but there was no denying that this was truly a bamboo mat.

Such bamboo mats were not common in the tribe; they were only on the heated beds used by Han Cheng, the Shaman, the First Senior Brother, and a few others—fewer than ten people.

Han Cheng and the others didn't intend to show off their status through this, but rather because making these bamboo mats was labor-intensive and time-consuming, so not many could be produced at once.

However, in summer, the unique qualities of the bamboo mat will be highlighted.

With these qualities, over time, bamboo mats would gradually become more common in the tribe.

Han Cheng removed the bamboo mat because it was cool, and a person who had just given birth needed extra care, as their body was delicate.

Though the primitive people’s bodies were robust, Han Cheng took these precautions. If Bai Xue were to suffer from something later, it would undoubtedly be regrettable.

Han Cheng placed the baby on the bed after removing the bamboo mat, not allowing Bai Xue to hold the baby for now.

Newborns should not be held too often. If they get used to being held, they will cry when placed on the bed, which can cause trouble for the adults.

After ensuring mother and baby were settled, Han Cheng greeted the others with a smile before getting up and leaving the room, heading toward the cave serving as the kitchen.

He added water to a small stove, covered it, and lit a fire to boil it.

Once the water was boiling, Han Cheng walked to a nearby jar and pulled out three eggs.

There were two small chicken eggs and one large goose egg.

One goose egg was roughly equivalent to three chicken eggs.

With a crisp “crack” sound, Han Cheng expertly cracked the three eggs into the pot.

He then turned around and added more firewood to the stove. After waiting a while, when the eggs began to change color and solidify, he gently lifted them using a wooden spatula to avoid sticking to the bottom of the pot.

After cooking them a little longer, Han Cheng gently pressed on the eggs with the spatula. Once they were done, he served them with eggs and the broth.

He added some honey once they had cooled slightly and the nutritious fried eggs were ready.

Han Cheng had set the rule that a woman who had just given birth could have one honeyed fried egg per meal for the first three days of recovery.

As the rule-maker, Han Cheng, of course, did not need to follow it strictly. After all, he enjoyed the greatest privileges in the tribe.

So, he immediately prepared three eggs for Bai Xue, one of which was a generously sized goose egg.

Han Cheng felt entirely at ease doing this.

In life, one cannot continuously pursue absolute fairness. Absolute fairness can be the greatest injustice.

Work as much as you can, eat as much as you deserve. That is fairness. Otherwise, it would be infuriating to think about if you work hard but receive the same as those who barely contribute.

Primitive people had little resistance to sweet food... Well, it seemed like they had no resistance to any flavorful food.

Han Cheng brought the bowl of fried eggs over, and before long, Bai Xue had finished every last bite, not leaving a drop of broth behind.

The baby had already urinated as Han Cheng finished attending to Bai Xue.

Fortunately, Han Cheng had been foresighted. After placing the baby on the heated bed, he loosened the swaddle and covered the baby with a thin piece of hemp cloth, exposing the little one.

When the baby urinated, it was enough to make Han Cheng, as a father, feel embarrassed.

Lying on the bed, the baby’s stream of urine quickly crossed a distance of more than two meters before hitting the ground.

The Fu Jiang lying nearby, caught off guard, was drenched. Shaking itself, it left the room annoyed, unwilling to stay under the same roof as this dangerous little master.