Originally, when the men of Tianshui Village hunted wild beasts or finished harvesting their crops after autumn, they would gather all the food and distribute it fairly according to the proportion of each family member and the young people.

This distribution ensured that no one would die of hunger during those difficult years.

The new patriarch reformed this backward distribution method.

"Why can we unite when food is scarce, and now that everyone is rich, we have set such unreasonable rules?"

Some of the elderly Tianshuizhai people and some of the men who had married several wives sighed sadly, and in the face of the two-armed young men, they simply gave up their resistance.

The young people gathered around the campfire, singing and dancing, following the example of the bird-girls and wiggling their fat, clumsy butts.

The long-standing tradition was gone, and Tianshuizhai quickly divided into three types of people: farmers, hunters, and pig farmers.

As a former old patriarch, his grandfather Guo Ma received a certain degree of preferential treatment, and he did not need to send young adults, but he could also be allocated a certain amount of food.

However, his grandfather Guo Ma did not say anything superfluous about this. He met Guo Yang in the stone house without a roof, and the two talked for a few days and nights.

In the end, Guo Yang temporarily put down the work at hand and began to preside over the housework.

In this family, because of the painstaking meditation of grandfather Guo Ma and the weakness and incompetence of father Guo Lu, they have actually fallen into a huge existential crisis.

The first thing Guo Yang did in charge of household chores was to open the windowless stone house with his own hands and give freedom to the group of aunts.

As the aunts crawled out like skinny dogs, Guo Yang glanced back at her grandmother, who was observing the sun's trajectory with the eyes of a falcon.

He showed the spirit of hardship in thinking and researching, and led the scrawny family to start moving stones home.

Many young people in Tianshui Village don't know Guo Yang, but no one dares to stand up and challenge this cold-faced person. They couldn't judge Guo Yang's age, nor could they guess his thoughts.

Under the silent gaze of everyone, Guo Yang led his father Guo Lu, mother Guo Ye, and a group of aunts who were thinner than wild dogs into a forest.

They moved back a lot of wood, which, according to later Tianshuizhai people's recollections, was enough to make a ladder to climb into the sky.

Guo Yang locked himself in that stone warehouse, and it took him nearly a year to finally invent the saw.

He threw his grandfather Guo Ma's sacred stone into a crucible and began to smelt the ore called iron.

A steady stream of wood is sent into a small warehouse, turning into green smoke and clean ashes, enveloping the entire Tianshui Village.

The old people coughed vigorously, looked at the huge chimney of Guo Yang's house in horror, and let out a strange cry of "Yaya".

In Tianshui Village, this is the most serious curse.

"This is the most unproductive man in the family." Grandfather Guo Ma was not optimistic about Guo Yang's actions at all, and he had already let his wife give birth to three or four children at Guo Yang's age.

One day, Guo Yang's group of aunts were eating the carcass of a wild cat, and his grandfather, Guo Ma, was looking up at the starry sky, and when his grandmother looked up, she saw two swallows falling to the ground without a sound, and their wings fluttered a few times before they died.

Guo Yang came out with a handful of strange things, a black metal strip that was not slippery, and a row of dense teeth was artificially made.

"It's a saw." As soon as Guo Yang muttered that word, there was a thunderclap in the clear sky, and a bolt of lightning went straight to Guo Yang's mouth.

Guo Yang looked at the lightning in surprise and easily blocked the "saw" in his mouth.

After a loud bang, a puff of green smoke came out of the tallest tree in Tianshui Village, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of silver-white ashes.

Guo Yang slowly got up from the ground, looked at the clear sky with some confusion, and said, "Saw." ”

There was no lightning bolt coming down, which gave Guo Yang a new understanding of the world.

This world is eternal, many things have not yet been named, and once a new invention is made, a mysterious force will try to destroy the new thing.

Under the horrified gaze of his aunts, Guo Yang began to sawn through the huge pieces of wood and then processed them into all sorts of strange shapes.

There are grooves, there are bulges, there are tall shelves and complex structures.

Guo Yang took out an animal skin, which was painted with all kinds of unbelievable lines and marked with specific numbers.

He instructed his parents and aunts to build the stone into a wall according to the lines on the hides, and then, according to the design, to install the wooden shapes he had made himself into the stone wall.

Except for his grandfather Guo Ma and grandmother, who made it clear that they were disdainful, everyone else in Tianshui Village came to see Guo Yang's design. A child who had just learned to speak pointed at Guo Yang and shouted, "Daddy, Daddy."

The child's father, a simple-minded Tianshui villager, slapped his wife in the face: "Look at the good things you have done!" ”

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Guo Yang was seriously busy, grinding building components from different metals and ores, and installing and improving them in strict accordance with the design drawings.

"You, go in." Guo Yang pointed casually and let his father Guo Lu walk into the incomparably complex building.

Guo Yang checked it carefully, grabbed a stone and threw it at his father Guo Lu.

Father Guo Lu's face was pale, he held his head with both hands, and quickly squatted down.

The stone caused a series of air fluctuations in mid-air, which in turn triggered the mechanism designed by Guo Yang.

The tall, intricate wood began to swing wildly, and before the stone could fall, it was shattered by the intricate mechanism.

Guo Yang was still satisfied with his design, and he turned around and told his parents and aunts to buy two pigs immediately.

"It's the kind of new variety that Wang Heng brought, and it needs one male and one female."

"Of course, it's better to be black." Guo Yang muttered.

Father Guo Lu took out a few shells from his body and handed them to his mother Guo Ye.

Guo Ye threw the shell to Guo Yang, turned around and walked into a stone barn. She silently brought up two little pigs, one male and one female, both black.

Guo Yang's family is going to raise pigs, and this news makes grandmother tremble with anger. She staggered into a small wood, her two hollow eyes facing the sky, motionless.

Flocks of birds died silently, falling like snowflakes, because there were so many of them that they buried her emaciated body.

Maybe three months, or eight months, the grandmother finally crawled out of the pile of birds.

She was covered with all kinds of feathers, turtledoves, swallows, vultures, sparrows, magpies, cormorants, golden birds, snow geese, cuckoos, cuckoos, crows, and warblers.

Among them, there is a feather that emits a flame-like light, which is speculated to be a phoenix.