Guo Yang's group of aunts began to develop again.

may have accumulated too much strength due to the long-term cessation of development, and they have become the tallest, most beautiful, most enthusiastic and hard-working women in Tianshui Village.

They don't look down on any of the men in Tianshuizhai, and those stubby necks and simple minds make them sick.

Because they are too old, they don't bother to associate with those women, and the only one who looks pleasing to the eye is Guo Yang's first wife, Guo Bei.

"Fifteen in all." One day, Guo Dou finally counted the specific number of Guo Yang's group of aunts.

Guo Yang disagreed, he believed that the most important thing was to let these aunts get married, instead of spending their minds on trivial things such as settling accounts with their fingers.

"If Wang Hai is still alive, we will marry him together and let him take our sisters out of this ghost place!" It seems that the youngest aunt warned Guo Yang that either she would raise pigs well and have a bunch of children with Guo Yang, or she would get out of the way and stop bothering them.

Guo Yang didn't have the energy to meddle in things, so he began to think about the way out of this big family in the future.

……

The social structure of Tianshuizhai has changed, and there is a specific division of labor: agriculture, handicrafts and animal husbandry.

Those who were engaged in agriculture were the old people and their wives who were too old at the time of the distribution reform, and they could not compete with the young people, so they had to go back to the muddy land and crawl like pigs and dogs.

Those who are engaged in handicrafts are mainly young people. Inspired by Guo Yang, they gave up hunting, which is the oldest tradition of mankind. They belong to the ingenious category and begin to invent all kinds of new tools.

Therefore, in the history of Tianshui Village that lasted for hundreds of years, more than 2,400 craftsmen were killed by lightning.

As for animal husbandry, it is mainly represented by Guo Yang's family, or in other words, by Guo Yang's fifteen aunts.

The number of pigs multiplied every day, eating a lot of grain and grass, and some of them even snuck into the great forest as far as the eye could see, and began a new multiplication there.

As the number of wild boars increased rapidly, the beasts in the surrounding area harmed and competed with each other.

Their intelligence and physical strength have been greatly improved over the course of long battles, and they have grown together.

This result made the people of Tianshui Village jaw-dropping.

But Guo Yang has long been calculated through rigorous mathematical formulas. He believes that this is one of the signs that Tianshui Village is beginning to become stronger.

Guo Yang's fifteen aunts monopolized the farming industry in Tianshuizhai and reached a commercial agreement with the birdmen who came to Tianshuizhai many times to provide them with a large number of pigs.

Wang Hai hadn't been to Tianshui Village for many years, and Guo Yang missed the old man who exuded a strange smell all over his body.

"He's dead." Wang Heng, Wang Hai's younger brother, the once heroic little man had a gloomy face, as if he was reluctant to mention his brother's name.

"Dead? How did he die? Where did he die? Who was there at the time? Is it poison or a knife? What is the cause? Has anyone come forward and confessed? Guo Yang asked a long list of questions with his usual rigorous mathematical thinking.

Wang Heng frowned and thought for a while, and told Guo Yang that Wang Hai was killed in a tribe called Youyi, and the specific reason seemed to be that his unscrupulous brother had seduced the wife of the head of the human family. Or maybe it's the coquettish who seduces his uncompetitive brother.

In short, his brother was killed by a sharp axe, and his body was cut into eight pieces, which he brought back with his own hands.

Guo Yang thought seriously for a while, then left the birdman's camp and returned to the stone warehouse.

He found the hundreds of animal skins left by Wang Hai and began to make Guo Bei pregnant while concentrating on human history.

……

Many years have passed, Guo Yang finally can't give birth to a child, she begged Guo Yang to let her go and let her take care of her grandmother, who is already old and confused.

Guo Yang looked at Guo Belly seriously for the first time.

Through the window, he saw twenty or thirty of his children busy. The eldest son is bearded and has a wife of his own and five children. The youngest, the youngest was the size of a piglet, and crawled in a puddle of mud to eat something called a loach.

"Go and take care of the other estates, the sheep, the cows, and the chickens. In a few years, the price of hogs will definitely fall to the point where the aunts will cry bitterly. Guo Yang was like a prophet, looking at the tiresome mountains in the distance, and said casually.

"Oh my God, the price of hogs is going to fall?" Guo Dou looked at Guo Yang's two thick lips with red and purple in surprise, and actually believed it in his heart.

"Our love ends here, Guo Yang. I'm so guilty that I can't give you a bunch of kids anymore. ”

Guo Belly cried in a low voice and slowly walked out of Guo Yang's stone warehouse.

Guo Yang recalled the back of Guo Belly when he left, over and over again, year after year. The back of the female body, which was seriously deformed because of too frequent childbirth, became the most secret wound in Guo Yang's heart.

……

In the spring of one year, Wang Heng took the birds to Tianshui Village again.

Every time they bring something new, it will make the whole Tianshui Village boil, and this time is no exception.

Wang Heng followed the example of his brother Wang Hai, and no longer stood on the stone to give a speech, but appointed a young man to sell products in his place. He himself hid in a large house built on an ox cart and thought.

This kind of house on an ox cart was actually designed by Wang Hai many years ago, but he decided that the environment was too comfortable for traders, so he resolutely gave up.

At this moment, the name of the person standing on the stone to speak was Shang Jiawei, a young man with a strong but obviously nimble mind.

"This time, I brought two pieces of news to our Tianshui Zhai people, one good news and one bad news, which news would you like to hear first?" Shang Jiawei's speech style is neither like that of his father Wang Hai nor his uncle Wang Heng, but is self-contained.

This young man is good at telling stories, and he is good at seducing, so that the people of Tianshui Village follow his train of thought step by step into the trap.

But most of the people in Tianshuizhai were obviously more comfortable with Shangjiawei's rhetorical style, and although they remained calm on the surface, they had actually left Wang Hai and Wang Heng behind.

"Let's start with the bad news, it's always a good thing to look forward to with a piece of good news!" In the crowd, a young man with beast teeth on his neck said loudly.

The people of Tianshuizhai have long had no tradition of hunting, but I don't know what year it began, young people suddenly became interested in those things full of wildness, and quickly formed a fashion.

They dug up the graves of their ancestors, took out the bones of ancient beasts, funerary objects that represented force and glory, punched holes with sharp tools, and then carefully polished them, strung them with ropes and hung them around their necks.

Guo Yang's twelfth son, Guo Khan, is an out-and-out second-rate son, and he actually began to think about his great-grandmother's two clay pots.

Guo Khan crept into his great-grandmother's room one fine afternoon and tried to remove the two old clay pots. He was convinced that one of the clay pots was filled with the eyeballs of various birds, and the other was filled with the teeth of beasts of ancient times.

The great-grandmother was like a shadow, wandering in the woods around Tianshui Village all day, and she had not seen a bird in many years.

Guo Khan lifted the lid of one of the clay pots and suddenly saw a huge eye staring at him.

The eye was the size of two barns, glowing with a pale blue glow, and a few clouds drifting around in it.

Guo Khan was frightened and rushed out of his great-grandmother's room, screaming and running wildly.

Like a waterfall, a stream of sticky urine flowed down Guo Khan's legs, wetting his fur skirt and chasing him all the way until a deserted place drowned him.