One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

It is said that good fortune and misfortune never come singly. Yao Yanan never doubted the truth of this statement. When people are unlucky, they really drink water and get stuffed between their teeth.

They just missed a cruise ship two days ago, and they missed another one today because of the rain.

In the cloudy distance, a black dot gradually disappeared in the thick fog woven by raindrops.

"Are we going back?"

Based on the time of the last two sightings of the ship, today is the most likely time for the ship on the south side to pass by. Jiang Xinran and her went to the temporary shelter on the beach to wait for the ship to pass by, but there was no sign of the ship after waiting all morning. Seeing that, they went back.

After lunch, at about one o'clock, seeing that the rain had subsided and the tide had just ebbed for less than half an hour, they thought of going out to try their luck in the sea.

Who would have thought that the ups and downs of luck would not give him a little time to breathe.

Waking up and sleeping, the ship that I was looking forward to was finally seen by Pan, but what I was looking forward to was a black spot, on the sea where the thick clouds almost extended to the surface of the sea, it was almost ignored as something else, it was still Jiang Xinran's eyes It looks good that it is a sailing ship, otherwise, they might sit foolishly for a long time tomorrow.

Jiang Xinran took a deep breath and suppressed regret, looked at the unlucky guy who didn't have time to leave with the tide, and said: "Take something back, or you will only spoil your mood if you go back with bad news."

"That's right." Yao Yanan agreed deeply.

No matter how reassuring they are, if they missed a chance to be rescued, whoever didn't feel a little bit lost, and they didn't bring something back to divert their attention, they themselves would not be at peace.

Deciding to continue coming out, the two first went to the place where the fishing nets were arranged.

The two wooden pillars rooted in the sand still stand today, and the fishing nets are firmly attached to the wooden pillars.

Pulling up the fishing net, today's harvest is the same as usual, full and full.

Put the unlucky eggs on the fishing net into the bucket, and then re-tie the fishing net, and the two searched along the intertidal zone.

After returning to the wooden house, it was already half an hour later, the rain had almost stopped, and the sound of water coming down from the eaves was also soothing and light.

"Oh, I'm back."

Before entering the courtyard door, Ye Yajie, who was hanging by the window with a slumped spirit, beckoned her.Without two strokes, he became weak and fell down again.

Looking at the rest of the corner just now, Wen Suiyun sat on the steps in the corridor, waving his hands and describing the so-called child's language to Wen Siqi.

Jiang Xinran immediately understood the reason for Ye Yajie's lack of energy.

No one plays with her.

Wen Suiyun fulfilled the promise to her very well, and stayed with her mother well.

Standing in the corridor of the eaves, he took off the newly made bamboo hat, shook the water and hung it on the hook by the door, took off the coir raincoat and hung it up together. Ear.

"I'll come, I'll come." Yao Yanan was very enthusiastic, with a smile on his face showing enthusiasm.

Jiang Xinran knew she was calling for attention.

After a busy day yesterday, Wen Siqi took Wen Suiyun to lie down on the bed as soon as night fell. She closed her eyes and didn't know if she was asleep. Jiang Xinran wanted to say something, so she didn't want to disturb her.

Yao Yanan dragged her head to watch it for a long time last night, so she naturally knew about it.

No, I just want to create opportunities for people.

"I'll go in first~"

Blinking playfully, Yao Yanan repeatedly motioned to Mu Jie, who came out to meet him, to enter the room.

Mu Jie understood, gave Jiang Xinran a cheering look, and went back into the room without hesitation.

Hearing the hustle and bustle in the room, Jiang Xinran shook her head amusedly, then turned and walked towards Wen Siqi.

Passing by the window, staring intently at the contempt.

The straw sandals couldn't hold back the sound, and it was full of joy to hear the clarity of prestige.

"Sister Xinxin~"

"Ah."

Responding softly, watching Wen Siqi's busy work again, Jiang Xinran sat in the corridor, hugged Wen Suiyun and sat on her lap.

Weaving is a hard work. If you don’t concentrate, you can’t weave good cloth. Once you put your heart into it, the tranquility of immersion will infect those who look at the weaver.

Listening to the wind and the rain, the crossbar falls with a bang, and the crossbar is pulled up again with a bang, leaning against the wall and looking sideways, with a quiet and peaceful heart.

Wen Siqi is such a person. Her gentleness and stability will always give people peace of mind without saying anything. People can't help but want to stay by her side for a while and talk more about what's on their minds.

Of course, this had to be when Wen Siqi was in a normal state of mind.

Wen Siqi weaved the cloth with no distracting thoughts, and Jiang Xinran watched her weave intently. The two of them did not disturb each other, and they were safe.

The two of them were fine, but it was hard for Wen Suiyun who was sitting on Jiang Xinran's lap waiting for their progress.

This one doesn't talk, that one doesn't talk, when can we be together...

Wen Suiyun was very distressed, his face was worried like a little old lady at a young age.

As soon as I was worried, I was worried for most of the afternoon, and at the same time, Ye Yajie, who was sitting by the window with her chin propped up, was chasing mosquitoes.

Jiang Xinran and Wen Siqi were really able to hold their breath, and they didn't listen to a word for most of the day, as if they were dumb.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no one else here, it was likely that they didn't like each other, and they didn't even bother to talk to each other.

"Your sister has really been in love? Even if you haven't chased someone, you should know that now is not the time to be silent."

Wang Zhenzhen leaned over, poked his head out, then came back and muttered softly.

"At least I have more experience than you and me." Waving the branch in her hand, Ye Yajie leaned against the wall and muttered weakly, "The ghost knows what she is thinking, and she said everything she should have said yesterday, so it is impossible for her to have no guesses in her head."

"Maybe I was thinking about how to act." Yao Yanan suddenly appeared from behind, "When I was still guarding the northeast, Xinran asked me about the process of chasing Xiaojie, saying that it was for reference."

"Reference?" Ye Yajie raised her eyebrows, "Did you refer to anything?"

"Then I don't know." Yao Yanan spread her hands, "I think the process of being honest with Xiaojie and I is not suitable for the two of them. Whether Xinran has learned anything from it is beyond my guess."

Also, Yao Yanan and Mu Jie grew up in the same pair of pants and knew each other well, unlike Jiang Xinran and Wen Siqi who happened to meet at a crossroads and happened to choose the same direction.

The starting point is not...

Wait, isn't this the same starting point!

His gaze quickly drifted to the two figures at the back by the fireside.

Han Tang, who just sat down after taking a walk in the house, and Lin Jianfei, who was talking and laughing with the old man, these two must not be childhood sweethearts, right?

Ye Yajie regained her spirits immediately, and sat next to Han Tang in three steps and two steps.

Just when she was about to speak, Ye Yajie hesitated again.

It rained heavily in the morning, and Han Tang was in the same mood as when it rained normally, and his mood fell into a low ebb again. Finally, Wen Siqi and Yao Yanan comforted him.

Ye Yajie thought for a while, then turned to Lin Jianfei.

"Brother Lin."

"What's wrong?" Lin Jianfei asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, I just want... I want to ask Brother Lin how he managed to catch up with my sister-in-law."

The room became quiet, and everyone relaxed their minds and looked over.

Seeing Ye Yajie smiling unnaturally, Wang Zhenzhen rolled her eyes and sat down without thinking.

"Why do you ask this?"

An inconspicuous blush appeared on his tanned face.

How did you catch up?

How can I say this.

Guessing that Lin Jianfei wanted to avoid it, for the sake of her sister's happiness, Ye Yajie didn't care about the shyness in her heart, and opened her mouth and said, "It's not that many people are powerful, one more reference, one more person's experience."

She said, pointing out the window.

Turning her head to look outside, there was no one there, but she already told Lin Jianfei clearly what she was looking for.

He frowned and pondered.

The old lady looked at the window, and just about to say something, she was bumped back by the old man's arm.

"This is..."

After a while, Lin Jianfei organized his words, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw two pairs of eyes looking at him. The waiting in the eyes almost scared away the memories he had just organized.

"Ahem..." After coughing twice, he lowered his head and said, "It's not so much that I chased her, it's better to say that she has been waiting for me."

The time span of the story is very long, from the time of high school to the age of thirty in the eyes of the elders; the story is not bloody, but human nature.

The story is a bit old fashioned, the hero saves the beauty and then the beauty falls in love with the beast.

Lin Jianfei has been outstanding in height and physique since he was a child. In junior high school, he was spotted by a retired boxer and went to learn boxing. Yes, the older generation is even more worried about their daughter marrying a man who doesn't have a serious job and worries about killing or being beaten to death all day long.

Lin Jianfei of Lengqingtou also thinks that his hobbies and dreams should not harm others, so he hides from others. After hiding for ten years, he will become famous.

On the day he returned from abroad, he saw that the person he had been hiding for ten years was taking care of his old parents at home.

His mother secretly told him that she had been taking care of the two elders during his absence.

After a long night of talking and deep thinking, Lin Jianfei decided to shoulder the responsibility of being a man, and declined the advice of his mentor who had always taught him to continue to develop in the boxing world. Instead, he found a job as an ordinary person and visited his future Yue's family every now and then.

Finally, the lover's parents agreed to their marriage. In their early 30s, the two entered the marriage hall, got married and had children.

And in the second month after getting married, he quit his normal job in the eyes of his elders. With the support of his wife, he continued his hobby in another way, being a boxing coach.

As soon as it is now.

Recalling the past, only the softness of guilt left behind the toughness of the scar, and he murmured to himself: "When I go back, I will find a normal job, and I won't make her worry anymore."

Ye Yajie smiled awkwardly, a little disappointed.

Although Lin Jianfei and his lover met halfway through their lives, the process was completely different, and there were too many references. The only thing that suits Jiang Xinran and Wen Siqi is to wait, wait for her for ten or eight years, until she is brave.

This reference is better than no reference.

His eyes could not help but flick to other people.

Mu Jie didn't need to think about it, Yao Yanan had already told Jiang Xinran, so there was no need to repeat it; forget it about Wang Zhenzhen, as anyone could see that experience existed in theory.

As for the two old men...

Looking at it, the old man understood, he laughed and said: "How can we two old people fall in love? In Nancheng at that time, most people were still parents. How did you arrange it? Your grandma was married with a few denier rice from my family. .”

"What marriage, it's obviously a trade!"

The old lady pulled her face and retorted. She spoke Nancheng dialect, and Ye Yajie couldn't understand it. It was because Wang Zhenzhen was angry at the translation. It could be seen that the old man was angry about this marriage.

But if you are married, what else can you say, just get by and live, and you will reach the age when half of your foot is on the coffin.

The old lady muttered for a while before she calmed down.

The old man was busy cleaning the mud in his hands without saying a word.

The silence of the two old men made the atmosphere in the room a little dull for a while, Ye Yajie felt uncomfortable, so she put aside her external thoughts and continued to think about how to help her sister.

There is a saying that if one plan fails, another plan will be created.

Yao Yanan and the others don't have much experience to refer to, so what they have heard or read can also be used as a reference.

Ye Yajie got excited again.

"I don't think there is any need for reference." Just as he was about to speak, Han Tang preempted him, "Let's not say that everyone has different ideas. Her exact reference."

"The problem between them is mainly due to Siqi's psychology. If she doesn't untie her knot, no matter how much sweet talk she says, no matter how many promises she makes, it will be empty talk."

"Tang Tang is right. If the internal problems are not resolved first, no matter how sweet the external talk is, it is just a loft in the air and cannot last long."

A voice came from behind, clear and bright.

Ye Yajie suddenly aroused a guilty conscience, and almost didn't let the skeleton jump up first.

Turning her head quickly, Jiang Xinran stood behind the window with Wen Suiyun in her arms, Yan Xiaoyanran didn't feel shy at all because of her behavior of cutting first and then playing.

He grinned far-fetchedly, and before the stammering excuse could come out, he listened again:

"Sister, don't worry, I will untie her knot and chase her down."

The high-spirited self-confidence is like the first ray of light piercing through the dark clouds. Although it is not dazzling, it makes people look up involuntarily, happy and admiring it.

but.

Ye Yajie pulled the corner of her mouth stiffly.

Can you avoid the person involved when you say this?

Can you let me not worry about it!

Outside the window, Jiang Xinran hugged Wen Suiyun, while Wen Siqi stood aside and looked at her.

look at her.