Every time Wang Chuan goes out, he always brings countless surprises. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so Wang Chuan's return is always expected.

This time, Wang Chuan hunted and killed whales in the ocean that were bigger than boats, and obtained countless meat fats, which naturally made everyone excited again. The old people and children only think that the dry whale meat is also a delicacy in the world, chewing it in their mouths and eating it with vigor. The woman in the garment workshop looked at the big piece of skin, her eyes were a few circles, with such a wide piece of skin, what is inconvenient? The men looked at the huge bones of the whale and guessed the size of the thing and the way it was hunted.

However, in the eyes of the mother, all the surprises that Wang Chuan brought back were not as important as Wang Chuan's ability to come back safely.

In the mother's opinion, as long as Wang Chuan, the child, is here, no matter what he brings, it is normal. One day, even if Wang Chuan held the heavenly thunder in his hand, it would not be strange.

The gift that Wang Chuan prepared for his mother was a whale oil lamp. The oil lamp was white, and after a few lights, the night was not much different from the day. Mother also lives in the cave with many people, the cave has been plastered with lime, and it is much whiter, but the other candles are always very smoky, and now the whale oil lamp is lit, and everyone realizes that the light in the cave is such a scene when it is bright, and they can't help but like it.

My mother also thinks this lamp is good. Specially asked people to put a few more lamps in Wang Chuan's small courtyard and conference hall. Now Wang Chuan often stays up late to write, and with this lamp, it is not so difficult. As for an old woman, I'm used to touching the cave for a long time, and I can walk with my eyes closed, so it doesn't matter if I want to do it or not.

Mother thought that the benefit of this lamp was lighting, but she knew that Wang Chuan was skillful and clear-minded, and used this lamp as a light source to create a general shadow puppet play.

Wang Chuan lit the lamp behind the white cloth, cut the animal skin into various puppets, and shook it behind the white cloth with small branches, accompanied by stories and beating sounds, and Ah Mu and others looked at it in front of the white cloth and felt that it was a novelty.

Now the River tribe does not worry about food and clothing, and after working during the day, they are always idle at night. In his early years, he could also listen to some stories of Wang Chuan. But after listening to it over the years, people get tired of talking about it, and those who listen to it are also tired of listening to it. Even if Wang Chuan did anything new, it was basically finished during the day. Men who have made a difference can also learn some new knowledge, and women who are used to relying on men are really boring except for all kinds of gossip.

With the emergence of shadow puppetry, this gap was greatly filled, so it was very popular with the river tribe.

It's just that Wang Chuan made a joke about three dragons and three tigers at first, which made his mother not very satisfied. Although this story is vivid, Long San himself is a tiger raiser, why would he beat his own tiger when he is drunk? Ryuzo is not such a person, and the tigers raised in the tribe will not eat people, this story is not good.

Fortunately, Ling and other clever children are still the same as when they were children, they like to learn all kinds of things from Wang Chuan, and they soon made another puppet, and began to talk about the king taking fire, the king fighting the big mouth monster, the king outwitting the big leader, etc., so that Ah Mu and others never get tired of watching it.

At first, it was watched by the mother and the people who lived in the cave. Later, many people began to crowd through the crack of the door to peek, blocking the cave unexpectedly. Mother is generous, in order to let everyone know how the River tribe came from, she waved her hand and asked Lingduo to make a few sets of shadow puppets and perform in the three villages. I also go to the surrounding villages to perform for people who live outside. This time it will make thousands of people empty. Previously, the shadow puppet was only performed in a hut, but later it was replaced by a large house. That's it, it's late to go or you can't see anything.

The logic of these stories is not rigorous, and they are full of exaggeration. For example, the small bamboo tube used to make a fire should be smaller than the syringe in order to produce a life plug effect. As a result, they made them bigger than people, like a pump. For example, when Wang Chuan killed crocodiles at that time, there were more crocodiles than he was at that time. But when the shadow puppet came out, he alone took up half the size of the screen, and the crocodile was not as good as a finger at his feet. Zhuangniu and other children are just a finger treatment. Everyone felt that the king was mighty, and as soon as Wang Chuan's shadow came out, people kept shouting.

This romantic expression made Wang Chuan blush, but his mother only said that Wang Chuan was thin-skinned.

Wang Chuan heard that when the big drum was beaten, it was easy to make his mother panic, so he turned around and asked the drum maker to make some small flower drums, and asked the copper workshop to make some copper cymbals and send them. With these, although the prestige is less, everyone is more happy. In the eyes of my mother, this is also commendable filial piety, so I am ready to let people make up one more story and cooperate with Wang Chuan to tell the prince of heaven and earth......

My mother doesn't care much about the tribe now, and her main interest is to watch shadow puppets and make shadow puppet plays.

A few years ago, Wang Chuan was still young and there were few people in the tribe, so she could only support Wang Chuan as the head of the tribe. Now that Wang Chuan has grown up, he has even taken back the title of the number one in Taihe, and no one can bully him anymore. Now that the tribe is also bigger, she can't manage all kinds of data and interests. She happily let go of her burden and handed everything over to Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan wants to change his name to the king, set up both civil and military courts, and build a dynasty army, which is something instructed by the ancestors and the dragon, so Wang Chuan should take the lead in doing it. The most she can do is tell the world how this tribe came to be and why Wang Chuan can become this king.

After the winter, Wang Chuan began to explain the law of the dragon. The centurion and above of the River Tribe, teachers, and a few intelligent people are qualified to listen. Mother would occasionally go and listen to how Shenlong prescribed the laws of this world. It's just that every time she goes, she gets angry for a while, and gradually stops going.

In Ah Mu's opinion, these so-called smart people are not as smart as Wang Chuan alone. These dragon laws are what the dragon asks you to do, just remember it, where to ask why this is happening? And where do you have to ask how to prove it? The things that Shenlong instructed, Wang Chuan's willingness to teach them are all great blessings, these people still have many problems, if Wang Chuan didn't allow it, she would have wanted to go in and beat people.

Soon after the snow fell, the warriors recruited by the tribes also arrived. Wang Chuan finished his class in the morning and had to go to the barracks in the afternoon to train these soldiers. At night, he also had to deal with various things, discussing the rules and regulations of the dynasty with Bark Zhuangniu and others, etc., which made my mother really distressed to watch.

But Wang Chuan, the child, is clever, he divides every seven days into a cycle, saying what week it is. Only the first six days of class went to the barracks, and the last day I didn't do anything.

My mother didn't understand it at first, but later found out that it was fine. Because on this day, Wang Chuan would accompany her for most of the day, trim her nails and hair, and make food for her. In this way, on this day, a large group of people such as Ke, Kuan, and Bark can have a lively meal together, which is similar to when there were dozens of people before. My mother felt heartwarmed. If other people can't make people feel at ease in normal times, Wang Chuan may be called away when he comes to accompany his mother for a meal. I don't know if these people can't do anything without Wang Chuan.

After the winter, her health became worse and worse, and her mother would sit in Wang Chuan's new carriage on a sunny day, and go to the second village to see her under the influence of the baby elephant.

After becoming a librarian, he learned to recognize a lot of words and copied several dictionaries. Wang Chuan has read these dictionaries, neatly and with almost no errors. This is very rare for an old man who can't read big words. I am also very proud of this, and it is considered the greatest achievement of my life.

Yu said to his mother: "After coming to the River Tribe, I knew the greatness of the Divine Dragon, and with these books, the River tribe can really be passed down from generation to generation." Today, the River Tribe is already like this, and I really want to see what the River Tribe will look like in the future. Mother, the king is filial to you, you will definitely be blessed by the dragon and immortal, so that you can see what the River Tribe will look like in the future, which is really enviable. ”

Mother said: "It is said in the law of the dragon that no one can live forever. If you are willing to eat and move more, you can live longer, and I also want to see what this tribe and the future dynasty will look like. ”

In the past few years, my mother has not grown older, but has gained a little weight and youth. It's just that the hard work of the previous years has caused too much loss to the body, and I don't dare to guarantee how long I can live.

Coming out of Yu, the grandmother said to her old companion Jing, "The two of us will live a little longer to see what this city is like." ”

Jing carried the newly knitted straw sandals in his hand and said: "I only think that my health in the past two years has been better than in previous years, and the king said that the city will be built next year, and we are afraid that we will live to build this city well." It's just that the king said that in the future this city will be able to live with a population of 100,000, but I don't know what a population of 100,000 will look like. ”

Mother said: "Then you can't see it." ”

At the beginning of spring, the sycamore blossoms bloom and die. Her mother buried her in the martyrs' cemetery, and the tombstone was inscribed with the name "Librarian". Soon after, construction began on the royal city.