August 16th.
Night.
The moon was bright, stars few.
Fat Catfish led the team, while Tata's family carried the disassembled large chunks of the boat model across the reed marshes, quietly entered the water under the broken moonlight, with Chief River Otter following behind, holding a small box.
Through the whirling waterways.
Liang Qu observed the big ship, confirming it hadn't fallen apart, and felt slightly relieved.
The technical level of Chief River Otter was increasingly superb, ensuring quality on his first attempt.
At his command, three pieces became one, and the complete thirty-foot-long ship leaped into view. The River Otter returned home, with Fat Catfish taking over to carry the big ship toward Toad's cave.
The toad's snoring shook the heavens.
Before Fat Catfish could approach to wake him, Toad seemed to sense something, and opened his eyes to sit up.
"Little brother?"
Fat Catfish swung its long barbels and set down the big ship.
