Monkey Year Children's Bedtime Story: The Little Monkey King of Communications

A bedtime story every day helps children grow up healthily. As the Year of the Monkey approaches, we should read some monkey stories. The following story is "The Little Monkey, the King of Communication".

The little monkey Congcong lives separately from his mother. He now lives alone in a tree.

Despite this, he would go to his mother every now and then to eat, play and chat.

One day, he suddenly thought: "If I develop the communication business in the forest, I won't have to run around all day to keep in touch with my mother."

Congcong did what he said. He immediately opened a postal company and hired 10 pigeons to send and receive letters. Soon, the postal company's business continued to increase, and the 10 pigeons could not cope with it.

Congcong added 10 more pigeons, but the supply still could not meet the demand, causing complaints from customers.

There was nothing we could do. These pigeons were stubborn and only delivered mail to one fixed place at a time. No matter what Congcong said, they refused to deliver mail to multiple customers at the same time, which made Congcong very angry. Just imagine, there were so many people sending mail in the forest. How many pigeons would Congcong have to hire to meet the demand?

Congcong had no choice but to close the postal company and open a telephone company. He asked the engineer Uncle Black Spider to pull the wires and install telephones in every household.

The moment the call was connected, Congcong was so happy! But problems soon arose. It turned out that Uncle Black Spider's silk thread broke very easily, and he was too busy to repair it every day. Many calls could not be made, and Congcong was very annoyed.

Suddenly, Congcong thought of Uncle Golden Silkworm. His silk was very tough and could be used to weave clothes, so it was perfect for making telephone lines.

So he asked Uncle Golden Silkworm and Uncle Black Spider to upgrade all the telephone lines.

However, before Congcong could even catch his breath, complaints started pouring in. It turned out that Congcong's telephone lines were randomly connected, often tripping small animals.

That time, the little rabbit Dongdong's two front teeth were broken, which made the rabbit mother very angry.

Congcong was not discouraged. He thought: "Why don't I start a wireless phone company?"

He removed all the telephone lines, invited Mr. Snail, and trained a large number of small snails. As long as each small animal family has a small snail, they can communicate wirelessly through the tentacles on the small snail's head!

What if the distance is far and the signal is too weak? Then raise a few more snails!

Soon, Congcong's business became popular, and almost every household in the forest was equipped with a wireless phone!

On this day, Congcong thought of his mother and called her.

"Hello, Mom! I am the communications king in the forest now. I can call you when I miss you!" Congcong said proudly.

But my mother got angry instead: "Do you think I need to call you?"

Congcong slapped his head and thought, yes, although he and his mother lived separately, the two trees were less than 50 meters apart, and he could get there by just a few somersaults.

Congcong was a little confused. He used to meet his mother frequently even though there was no phone. Why did he meet her less often now?

My mother said, "Silly child, although the development of telecommunications is good, if there is a lack of face-to-face communication, it will only make people farther apart!"