Wang Yangtian got up before dawn, sat on the big stone, and stared at the two hens opposite him.

They are now alone and have a nest of peace, and they are not noisy, as if they have abandoned the grudges they had had in the past two days.

Maybe they are very busy now and don’t have time to fight...

Wang Yang glared like this for a day.

From the morning light slightly penetrated the thin clouds, a few golden light fell, to the sunset dyeing the sky red, and the evening sun fell to the west, he was always paying attention to every move in the chicken coop.

No matter whether it was the long whistle of the chicken boss or the lament of the chicken brother, he could not make his eyes blink gently.

At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a stone statue, and he was howling by the strong wind, and he would not change the color of the past.

The two hens were very docile. With a new nest, they were busy laying eggs and had no time to care about anything else. Even eating became extremely fast.

But they will still take time to have fun with the chicken boss and let more eggs be fertilized.

Apart from these trivial matters, they are basically staying in the nest and not moving.

Today, each of them laid an egg and did not eat it. Wang Yang stared at them for a day, and his back hurt, especially his spine, felt very obvious discomfort.

He didn't care, at least he didn't care if he didn't eat eggs today.

He was still a little happy, and his momentum was pretty good. He could basically confirm after observing for a few more days.

In the next few days, he sat on the big stone, staring at the hen without turning his eyes, his expression of concentration was comparable to that of Sun Wukong who had not popped out of the stone.

The hens' performance did not disappoint his expression. Every day, except laying eggs and hatching eggs, they did not make bad actions.

Wang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the incident of the hen eating eggs was related to the chicken coop.

After getting rid of a heartache, Wang Yang felt very happy. He walked a little flutteringly, as if he was flying in the clouds, shaking one step and three times.

"Hey~ my legs are numb."

He walked back to the cave with difficulty, finally came to the carpet made of wild animal skin next to the bonfire, and then planted it in one go, turned over, stretched out his limbs comfortably, and savored the feeling of electric current passing by his legs.

The bonfire in his ear was burning vigorously and crackling, and he closed his eyes and breathed calmly.

Logically speaking, when I closed my eyes, I saw only darkness.

But he had never seen the complete darkness. With his eyes closed, there were still many stars and flashes of light in the darkness.

The light was very weak, a little green, as small as sand and as thick as a match, but when you look closely, it slipped away like time, and then it would turn into pieces of light.

To put it in a literary way, if you want to see the night during the day, please close your eyes.

To put it in a nostalgic way, when you close your eyes, you can't see the darkness, and you will see the past.

To put it scientifically, this is light.

To put it bluntly, I went, and I blinded my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes!

Wang Yang ignored all kinds of statements. He just liked to see this way. He has liked to see since he was a child, as if he was traveling through the Milky Way, countless stars passed by him, exploring the deeper darkness and mysteries.

The adults came back, their steps were a little rapid, each step was so heavy and so tired, but they squandered little physical strength without hesitation.

The rustling sounds of their equipment were put down, and the "whimper" sounds of talking to everyone flowed into Wang Yang's ears.

Wang Yang's heart was quiet, and he slowly let the sound flow in and out.

He didn't want to open his eyes yet, he just wanted to have a sleep and have a good rest.

"Sizi~"

A special voice came into Wang Yang's ears. Just listening, you could imagine the scene of meat grilling on the fire and the oily flowers exploded.

He felt hungry, very hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for tens of thousands of years, his stomach was "gurgling".

In fact, because hens eat eggs these days, he doesn't know how to eat and feels boring when eating.

Opening his eyes, the shadow of the flames jumped on the top wall of the cave. He sat up. The sky outside the cave had already darkened. The picture became dark blue. The trees looked dark in the blue shadow. All the birds turned into crows, turning into black shadows and floating quickly. I don’t know what they were busy with.

Seeing that he woke up, Wang Yingying handed him the roasted meat, and everyone looked at him while barbecuing the meat.

He took it and bit it down with a big mouthful. The meat was a little hot, but he didn't care about it and just swallowed it.

When everyone saw that he had eaten, they each took their own food and started eating.

After a full meal, Wang Yang leaned beautifully against the wall and watched Li Si paint. His painting skills became more and more clever, and there were more and more details. His nose and eyes were portrayed vividly, just like the finishing touch, revitalizing the expression of the person in the painting.

Sometimes, he doesn't paint people, birds, flowers, plants, but there is no doubt that he is definitely not an artistic cell burst, elegant ascension.

Those flowers and plants can either bear fruit, or they are wild vegetables, and those birds are even more food.

Wang Yang had seen him draw many paintings, but found a problem: the painting he drew was always one, and he would not draw several related paintings like Wang Yang.

This seems to be a little more important. After all, there are too few things that a painting can present, or too few for ape.

For example, if you draw a beautiful woman, you are hijacked by a bad guy, and a handsome, elegant and suave handsome man stands aside. When modern people see it, they will definitely think of the scene of a beautiful man wearing red underwear and transforming into a superman hero to save beauty.

You can even think of the beautiful story of a beautiful woman being rescued, promising her body, and having sex with a handsome man.

But to show them, they will only imagine the pictures in the painting, and there will be no fantasy of the heroes who save the beauty later.

If you don't draw one for him, he will stay where he is.

This has a lot to do with the way of survival and abstract thinking.

Wang Yang felt that if you want to accelerate their progress in this regard, comic strips are a more feasible choice.

He wanted Li Si to draw comic strips, keep his habit of connecting pictures, and give everyone a better understanding of the picture.

He walked over and patted Li Si on the shoulder. Li Si turned his head and looked at him blankly.

"Child, I'll teach you one..."

"Jiji! Jiji!"

Wang Yang was about to teach him, but was interrupted by a sudden scream deep in the cave.

He jumped up in an instant, and the depths of the cave was also a key place to pay attention to, and there were several "pregnant women" there that needed special care.

Listening to this sound, one of the female mice screamed.

"Speechless, is it because the male mouse has climbed over the wall again, or is the civet restless?"

Wang Yang ran over quickly.

Several areas are divided into deep caves, separated by wooden boards that are several dozen centimeters high to one meter high. As long as the male mouse or civet is intent, it is difficult to stop them.

Wang Yang often had to catch them back to his area, and often sighed: "Time is so long, can you not stand it if you are lonely for a few days?"
Chapter completed!