Chapter 292

Chapter 292

The song rang out again, with Milk Tea Sister still at the bow.

This was because the Eldest Senior Brother and the others hadn't had enough, and the Milk Tea Sister also expressed her desire to learn from Han Cheng.

As Han Cheng talked about these things, scenes of his wild imagination lingered in his mind. Now that he understood Milk Tea Sister's intentions, he couldn't help but twitch his face involuntarily.

Coughing twice, he said he would teach her the song "Let's row with double oars," which was suitable for young and old children to sing. However, Milk Tea Sister still didn't want to learn; she insisted on "Little sister sits at the bow."

Han Cheng sniffed and had no choice but to start teaching.

He prayed that the scene he had imagined wouldn't happen...

It's unclear whether Milk Tea Sister had a talent for singing or simply a strong interest, but she learned much faster than learning Mandarin.

While the Eldest Senior Brother and others already familiar with Mandarin were hitting sky-high off-key notes, Milk Tea Sister could basically sing it perfectly.

Especially in the parts originally sung by a female voice, she surpassed Han Cheng, who was just a half-hearted teacher.

They say the Yangtze River's waves drive the waves behind it, but must the previous wave crash on the beach so soon?

Looking at Milk Tea Sister singing earnestly, Han Cheng silently lamented.

Just as he was thinking this, Milk Tea Sister stopped and began using a few simple phrases she had learned to gesture, asking Han Cheng about the meaning of those pleasant words.

Han Cheng chuckled. He shouldn't have impulsively started singing. Now, a pile of troubles had come his way.

Explaining these things to a girl was somewhat embarrassing.

Sometimes, it's strange; doing something feels natural, but saying it can become awkward.

Seeing Milk Tea Sister's eager expression for knowledge, Han Cheng gritted his teeth and thought he had touched and looked, even cuddled for sleep. What was there to be afraid of?

With a thick face, he slowly explained the meaning of the lyrics to her in a way that Milk Tea Sister could understand.

After a while, Milk Tea Sister, who now understood the meaning, looked at Han Cheng with even more sparkling eyes.

Primitive people are straightforward. Although Milk Tea Sister was frightened like a startled deer before, she gradually recovered after a long period of contact.

After standing there and seeing Han Cheng's eyes sparkle momentarily, she walked towards Han Cheng and then...

And then, she hugged Han Cheng tightly.

The shameless Han Cheng, holding Milk Tea Sister with a pleased expression, seemed even more charming after being struck by lightning. Now, someone was embracing him.

However, Milk Tea Sister's next move left Han Cheng dumbfounded.

After roughly explaining these matters, he, as usual, talked to Milk Tea Sister about some tribal matters...

After learning from Han Cheng that they were about to reach the tribe, Milk Tea Sister became as eagerly anticipative as everyone else.

She wanted to see what kind of house could comfortably accommodate people, whether the heated brick bed was really warm, and what it felt like to be a woman with five children.

Everything she had heard on the boat these days, things she had never encountered before, stirred her heart at this moment.

Of course, what she was most looking forward to was the countless delicacies she had learned from the deity.

Han Cheng looked at the increasingly familiar banks and then at Milk Tea Sister, who was eagerly waiting on the same boat as himself, feeling content.

This trip was very worthwhile. Not only did they bring back bamboo, hemp, and bupleurum for the tribe, but he also picked up a child bride...

It seemed that he couldn't just stay at home. Even when nothing was going on, he should go out more.

"Woohoo..."

A series of surprised cries suddenly interrupted Han Cheng's thoughts.

Looking toward the joyful sound, he saw a wolf not far from the bank, wagging its tail happily and jumping around in a low grass bush.

Beside it were several fluffy wolf cubs, who seemed to have grown quite a bit and wagged their tails slowly.

Amidst the joyous wolf's jumping and howling, the closed gates of the Green Sparrow Tribe also boiled with excitement.

"Hey~!"

Seeing the flatboat floating on the river, the Second Senior Brother raised his voice loudly, and the others followed suit.

The voices were light and joyful...

"Hey~!"

The Eldest Senior Brother and others on the boat also shouted.

The aged shaman, whose legs were unusually agile at this moment, refused any assistance and quickly descended from the wooden ladder.

After arranging for some people to guard the walls in his busy schedule, he led the others out of the gate and hurried towards the riverbank.

As if injected with chicken blood, the people on the boat increased the rowing speed.

The two groups of people met by the small river, and the joy of reunion and returning home filled the entire riverbank...