Life in the early winter months is calm and regular, with adults going out to gather the last food, practicing spear throwing and frolicking with each other in their free time, and life is peaceful.

By mid-winter, there are two distinctly different changes.

Adults rarely go out, nest in the canyon with nothing to do, eat and drink more casually, and become a little irregular.

The other point is the weather conditions, the weather in the middle of the period is very stable, a few days of heavy snowfall, the whole world is lily-white everywhere, as if there is a pattern.

It's much more comfortable than the ghost weather in the early days when it was said to snow when it snowed.

Although Wang Yang didn't want to stop, he really didn't have anything to do.

His bored cat was by the campfire, watching Li Si draw, and suddenly, it occurred to him that he hadn't taught him to draw comic strips.

He had thought about it before, but at that moment he was interrupted by the cry of the mother mouse.

After that, there was no more free time, and this matter was also thrown out of the clouds.

Now there is time, and it is definitely necessary to develop.

He came to Li Si's side, who was drawing his daily tree digging diagram on the ground.

He drew a few stones, holding the fruit in one hand, and it is clear that he dug up the "gift" buried by Wang Yang, which was drawn from the first perspective.

Wang Yang has painted pictures from the second perspective, the third perspective, and even the perspective of God, and there are not a few pictures, and everyone can basically understand it, and there is no problem of changing perspectives.

But the problem is that they hardly paint images from other perspectives, possibly because every life is for its own sake, so they are used to painting everything they see.

But Wang Yang felt that it was more likely that they didn't have that idea to care about anything other than themselves.

It's like hunting, it's other animals that are hunted, who cares what that animal thinks, who cares that the animal has a litter of young babies to be fed.

This metaphor may not be vivid, but it is very telling, everyone has their own place, there is a leader and initiator when hunting, and there are fruit gatherers and orchard cultivators when dividing the labor.

It can be said that the positioning is very clear.

The fruit gatherer doesn't think about the predators, and the adults don't think about the children cultivating the orchards.

If they don't imagine and don't activate their brains, their minds develop slowly.

Wang Yang didn't need them to reach the height of imagination all at once, he just needed to let them connect each picture first and draw it.

Scientifically, it is a logical relationship, so that they understand that if they pull out the seedlings, the seedlings will not survive.

Religiously speaking, it's cause and effect, and if you disobey God's will, you're going to hell.

No matter how boring or funny these things may seem, it's for their own good.

Wang Yang thought about it and patted Li Si on the shoulder, Li Si looked at him, moved, and left him a place.

Wang Yang sat to his right and picked up the pen.

He then followed Li Si's discovery of the fruit painting and painted it.

In the same way, he paints from the first point of view, and there is no one in the painting, but there is a big gap in the fruit.

That's right, the fruit was eaten.

Li Si easily connected the two paintings, drew the picture in his mind, and suddenly laughed "hehe", very happy.

When they saw that they were laughing happily, they came to have fun, and they all laughed, whether it was funny or not.

They are in a good mood, and they always feel good when they don't worry about food or clothing.

Wang Yang smiled and painted again under the two paintings above, first of all, he painted a painting that was exactly the same as Li Si, and he found a fruit.

He painted a second painting.

In this painting, the fruit is still there, but it is not eaten, but given to another friend.

There are two paintings at the top and bottom, both of which are based on the first picture and the follow-up is expanded.

But the two paintings express different things.

Everyone stared at the painting above, and then at the painting below, and thought it was very interesting.

Wang Yang didn't stop, and painted another one after the one below.

In this painting, the fruit was eaten in one bite.

It's exactly the same as the second picture above, except that there is an extra one in the middle to give the fruit to the companion, but the expression is completely different.

The above two pictures say that Li Si found the fruit and ate it himself.

The following three pictures say that Li Si found the fruit and gave it to his companion, and the companion ate it.

The adults thought it was so interesting now, with one more painting, but things were completely different.

Wang Yang began to paint again under the two rows of paintings above, and the adults' interest was completely aroused at this time, wanting to see what other images could appear based on the first painting.

The second picture he drew has changed a little, depicting Li Si not eating the fruit, nor giving the fruit to other friends, but to an adult who is carrying a barrel trap.

Wang Yang deliberately inked on the wooden barrel, and the adults could see it clearly, and couldn't help but curiously urge him to hurry up and draw, whether to take it to eat or do something else.

He went on, and his third painting was of a wood, in a bush, and the lord put the fruit into a barrel trap that had been set.

"Woo~" Everyone pointed to the painting and shouted excitedly, understanding what the adults in the picture were going to do.

He's going to use that fruit as bait to catch critters!

At this moment, everyone was in an uproar, looking at these three rows of paintings that were almost the same, but expressing completely different things, I felt particularly wonderful.

Wang Yang knew that their minds had been completely opened at this time, just like birds that had been locked up for countless years, finally escaped from the birdcage and could fly into the sky.

Everyone's mood was excited, very excited.

Wang Yang smiled and was about to paint the fourth painting, but when he put down the pen, he suddenly rolled his eyes, stopped painting, raised his head, and looked at everyone.

"Who's coming?"

He rested his pen on the drawing, stood up and stepped back.

As soon as he retired, someone went up to pick up the pen and painted, and he was one of the men in charge of the barrel trap, and was particularly impressed by this.

He painted a fourth, himself holding a rope and hiding in an ambush.

A fifth painting was made, and a small animal came into view.

In the sixth, the critter enters the trap and he pulls the rope.

Then he harvested the prey, and finally took the small animal back to the cave and roasted it.

No one forced him to paint so many pictures, and he rarely painted, but at this moment, he was like a painter who was inspired, painting many pictures in one go.

From the front, this is a typical comic strip.

But he was not the only one who felt that the last painting of him being taken back to the cave to eat his prey was erased, and it became that everyone did not eat the prey.

Instead, he gave the prey to the repellent, who again used it as bait to ambush the wild boar.

All of a sudden, countless comic strips appeared.

Wang Yang looked at their paintings, each painting was from the first point of view, looking at the past with his own eyes, but there was a transition of role reversal.

For example, at the beginning, the first perspective was Li Si's, but after giving the fruit to someone else, the perspective became someone else's.

It's like a camera constantly changing people to shoot.

I'm glad they were so interested in drawing, and let the patchwork of various pictures reflect in their minds.

(There can be, but it will be late.) ）