"Heave, ho. Heave, ho."
Tata Kai stuffed new clothes into the wooden chest, leaped on tiptoes, the chest rose into the air, balanced on top of his head as he ran outside, followed by a string of Little Otters.
The Big River Beaver rode on Black Teeth, swaying left and right through the garden, noting down every detail of the houses, planning to carve them meticulously upon returning.
Ever since the Heavenly God promised to deliver an attic to the Frog King and assigned the task, he had been preparing to launch a brand new "Yixing Town" series, miniaturizing the entire Yixing Town. He planned to fill in a section every two months, no longer racking his brains for new warships or new models.
Such a tiring task for the beaver.
"We make new clothes for you every month, don't hesitate to wear them. If they tear, just throw them away. As a couple in the Zenith, you're not from some petty household."
"How could one bear to throw away what Nurse-mother has given."
