Though it felt great for a moment, it could potentially lead to other issues!
"I'm saying, what if we have a baby?" Jiang Yao thought for a moment: "There are no household registration issues here. We can just kill a sheep for the one-month celebration! For education, with five college students and a policewoman, we can teach until high school. If they make mistakes, we can still call the police!"
"Call the police for making a small mistake? That's too extreme!"
"I believe if one-sixth of the population in any country were police officers, they would be just as unruly."
"This is not about being unruly or not. For such a young child, calling the police just for tiny errors would hurt their innocent hearts... Wait, I think you led me astray."
Jiang Yao smiled smugly: "Hmm!"
"Yao Yao, don't mess around like this anymore! I'm willing to marry you and love you for life, but now is not the time to have a baby."
"Then when?"
Lu Zhe thought for a moment: "When we don't lack nutrition anymore, the camp's sanitary conditions are also improved, and you girls also have robust health. I don't want you to have a C-section."
Jiang Yao's delicate body shuddered: "That really won't work! It would affect the experience for both of us in the future."
But when she thought about it, their nutrition had indeed become more and more abundant - chicken, lamb, fish, alligator meat, bird's nest, fish maw, and mountain delicacies, as well as all kinds of natural and organic fruits and vegetables.
Speaking of nutrition, it was much better than what their parents' and grandparents' generations had in the 60s and 70s.
Back then, they couldn't even afford baby formula.
Thinking of formula, Lu Zhe suddenly had a bright idea.
That's right, today was August 8th, they had been stranded on the deserted island for 60 days.
The cow had given birth to a calf about 17-18 days ago.
Seeing the cow full of vigor and the calf growing healthily, it was about time to wean.
Seeing the other four girls still sleeping lazily in the banyan tree, Lu Zhe said:
"Yao Yao, come down first!"
"Ok!"
Lu Zhe got up and put on his shorts.
"Let's make some new delicacies!"
"What is it?"
"Milk!"
Jiang Yao frowned and stuck out her chest arrogantly: "Do you think our child will not get enough to eat?"
"Yao Yao, keep your thoughts logical. We need to drink it too!"
The two came to the mother cow and calf.
Jiang Yao was a little nervous: "I'm scared it might kick us."
Lu Zhe nodded: "Me too! But I can talk to her calf first."
Lu Zhe led the calf aside: "Listen, little guy, from your birth on July 21st until now, you've been in this world for nineteen days. It's about time to be weaned."
The calf kept mooing, nudging Lu Zhe's hand with its nose, seemingly asking its owner to pat it.
"Don't do that!" Lu Zhe's tone was a little stern: "You've grown up now. Don't keep acting like a child, okay?"
The calf let out a dejected moo.
"As a cow, you must have the resolve of a cow. The weaning time for a calf is around 3 weeks. As my cow, a couple days early is no problem at all. These next couple days I'll have your mom give you some milk in moderation, and I'll also get you some tender grass. From now on, you have to be like a grown cow, don't let me down, okay?"
The calf seemed to vaguely understand and mooed again.
"That side's settled. Now to ask the mother cow!"
Lu Zhe cleared his throat: "Next, I'm going to clean your teats. If you don't want me to, just let me know directly, don't kick me, okay?"
The mother cow also mooed, seeming to understand.
"Come on, Yao Yao!"
"You're sure you got through to it?"
"Mm!"
The two twisted open a bottle of stored water and carefully washed twice, making sure the calf's saliva was washed off. Then they found an oil drum.
They cut open the top and washed the inside clean.
They placed it under the cow's belly.
"Let's start!"
"Okay!"
Jiang Yao was afraid of hurting the mother cow, she squeezed gently downward, but only a few drops of milk came out.
"You're not doing it right. Watch how I, a pure pro milkman, do it!"
Was Lu Zhe really professional?
The survival handbook described it professionally, but actual operation was another matter.
He squeezed down hard, "Psst—"
The milk did squirt out, but he had misjudged the angle of the teat. It all squirted onto Jiang Yao's head, covering her head and face in milk.
It made Jiang Yao yelp in surprise.
Milk dripped down her bangs and off her face, soaking her clothes wet.
Jiang Yao, smelling of milk all over, was unhappy: "Lu Zhe, if you wanted to see me like this, just say so directly, no need for a sneak attack!"
Lu Zhe swallowed nervously: "Dear, believe me this was an accident?!"
The two quickly ran to wash up. Before they could pour water over their heads, the other girls had come out, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them!
Ning Shu said in a daze: "Oh my god, Lu Zhe, what did you do to Yao Yao?"
Tang Xiaoguo said angrily: "Yao Yao, what did little Zhe do to you?"
The different questions seemed to make sense in their own way.
"Hey, this is a misunderstanding!"
"It's just milk!"
Lin Qianqian asked nervously: "What did you do to the cow?"
Shen Bing shrugged and let out a breath: "I knew Lu Zhe wouldn't do that much."
"I'm telling you all, we had a little accident while milking, accidentally spraying it onto Yao Yao. That's all."
"Ah?"
"I see..."
"Really?"
Lin Qianqian climbed down from the tree, dipped her finger in the milk on Jiang Yao's face, and put it in her mouth.
"It really is milk!"
The girls finally nodded.
"We can collect milk now?"
"Yup!"
"Can we make yogurt or sweet milk?"
"Pretty much."
"Look, the mother and calf are separated now."
"So Lu Zhe, did the mother cow resist at all?"
"Well..."
Frankly speaking, from the conversation to the milking, she was exceptionally cooperative. Even when the milk squirted wrong, it wasn't the cow's fault.
In the end, maybe the mother cow really understood his words.
Or perhaps, the mother cow understood that Lu Zhe had saved their lives, and harbored a grateful heart, taking Lu Zhe as its owner, which is why it was so cooperative.
Lu Zhe gently patted the cow's head: "You really understand me! Look at the other species, they look at me with hostility and wariness, completely misunderstanding what a friendly person I actually am."
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
