One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

The ocean, the origin of all life on earth, those that fly in the sky, crawl on land, and swim under the sea, all come from the ocean.

But unlike the life that lives in the sea from the beginning to the end, the life that soars in the sky and runs on the land has undergone thousands of years of changes. While they are grateful to the ocean, they are also afraid of the ocean. They are grateful to Him for giving them life and fear Him. Powerful and out of their control.

Some lives are in awe, some are simply afraid of life, and some are arrogantly trying to conquer and control him.

These arrogant beings call themselves human beings, but there are also human beings who are in awe of the ocean or are simply afraid of the ocean. They are like a synthesis of all life, full of complexities of opposites and coexistence, making other lives unable to understand them.

Just like now, in the face of the relentless invasion of wind and rain, when other creatures on the island hide in places they think are safe to avoid the venting emotions of the ocean, the group of alien humans are brave enough to brave the wind and rain in the intertidal zone to find animals that follow the tide. other life.

When the wind and rain gradually intensified, they began to fear again, calling their friends and friends to greet them and leave.

"Hey~ The wind is getting stronger, it's time to go back!!"

The sky above the island has changed again. Early in the morning, a mass of clouds overwhelmed the island. The wind blowing from the sea drifted through the unimpeded path and raged around the wooden house. After a while, the rain came, crackling and smashing. on the wooden roof.

It happened to be low tide, and the rain was not too heavy, so Jiang Xinran took Yao Yanan and Wang Zhenzhen to the intertidal zone to search for seafood.

Although there is enough meat, and there is even a wild boar that has not been disemboweled, it is not possible to eat greasy food for three meals a day, and changing the taste is also very important.

Seeing that the wind and rain were about to turn even bigger, and the greater gloom from the sky made them fearful, the three of them stopped staying and went back to the wooden house with a not-so-rich breakfast.

The path leading to the wooden house gradually turned into an open dirt road under the continuous trampling of the day. Although it was muddy, it did not hinder their passage at all.

Soon, they returned to the wooden house, and the straw curtains on the windows and doors of the wooden house were lowered, and the cover was still tight.

Yao Yanan let out a long breath, hung the taken off bamboo hat and coir raincoat on the wooden hook beside the door, knocked on the wooden wall, and opened her voice, "Can we come in now!"

The weather last night was relatively hot, there was no air-conditioning fan, and it would not last long with a cattail fan. Chang An, who was tightly wrapped, was sweating all over, and Han Tang said he wanted to wipe Chang An's body.

When I came out, the water on the stove was still boiling, so I probably haven't finished wiping it yet.

"come in."

Ye Yajie's response quickly came from inside the house, and when the curtain was lifted, Yao Yanan immediately saw three women surrounded by the northwest corner of the wooden house.

Oh no, it's two women and a girl.

Mu Jie and Ye Yajie stood at the two corners of the tarpaulin, looking into the 'bathroom' behind the tarpaulin. Wen Suiyun squatted in front of Ye Yajie, with his head and neck stuck into the 'bathroom'.

The moment she entered, the curtain was lifted, Han Tang came out with the baby in his arms, and the old lady came towards the door with a basin.

Although Chang An was born prematurely and looked thin and small, it may have been born less than a month earlier. Chang An looked very energetic, and there was no illness that made them terrified in the past three days.

I just like to sleep a little bit, sleep after eating, cry when I am full, eat and sleep after crying.

It's just... bliss!

Sighing inwardly with envy, Yao Yanan sat by the fireplace and leaned against Mu Jie, looking at the smoked meat hanging above the stove.

After putting the plastic bucket in the kitchen, Wang Zhenzhen, who followed her in, lay down on the sleeping bunk with her limbs stretched out. After a while, she squinted away.

Last night, I didn’t sleep well as usual. The newborn baby can cry. Not long after she became confused, she opened her voice. She was intermittently drowsy until the sky was dark. , make up more will feel sleepy.

Yao Yanan yawned and looked out the window.

Jiang Xinran didn't come in, she must have gone to the balcony, Wen Siqi was there.

Because of the rain, the wild boars couldn't be handled in the yard, and the live insects couldn't be kept there all the time, so the old man suggested putting the pigs on the balcony to handle them.

Fortunately, the big wild boar finished work last night, otherwise they would not be able to move it.

It's a pity that there is no sun today, and there is not enough salt to process the pork. I hope there will not be much bad meat tomorrow.

Yao Yanan sighed secretly.

At the same time, on the balcony outside the house.

"Let me do it."

"……it is good."

Jiang Xinran took the aluminum knife from Wen Siqi's hand, the blood red stained on the blade filled with pungent blood.

Unlike the big wild boar, which is full of puncture wounds, and the blood has dried up in the trap, this wild boar only has a large puddle of blood from the fatal wound on the neck. When cutting its flesh, the knife was still stained with a lot of blood red, and there was even a little blood on its hands.

Wen Siqi didn't lose her mind because of seeing the blood, she kept calm and cut off a piece of meat, but the shadow didn't recede her fear because of the firmness of reason, her face was not pretty.

Therefore, Jiang Xinran took over her work and asked her to rest.

As for my phobia?

At least better than the current Wen Siqi.

Seeing the wild boar gradually lose its original appearance under the joint efforts of the old man and Lin Jianfei, Jiang Xinran let out a sigh of relief, and stepped forward to cut the large piece of meat into small pieces with an aluminum knife.

The aluminum knife is very thin, and no matter how carefully you cut it in the face of strong wild boar meat, it cannot avoid sudden bending.

Fortunately, I usually grind a lot of tools, and I just need to change them. Wen Siqi has become an assistant to pick up and deliver tools at this time.But sometimes Jiang Xinran would hand over tools instead.

It was already after noon when all the wild boars were disposed of, and the wind and rain were at their peak, and the strong wind blew away the pungent blood left on the body.

Jiang Xinran stood in the corridor, rubbing her hands in the rain.Shaking the drops of water off her hands, Jiang Xinran turned her head and looked at her side.

Wen Siqi was distracted, looking at her right hand stretched out from the eaves, with raindrops splashing on her palm, her mind was so distracted.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Xinran hesitated for a while, but still opened her mouth to interrupt her fugue.

"What happened that day."

Wen Siqi came back to her senses very quickly, so fast that one couldn't help but suspect that what she saw just now was just thinking too much.

She was also very frank, telling Jiang Xinran which direction she was distracted.

However, the look is okay, it is still normal.

What was the "thing that happened that day" she said, Jiang Xinran knew very well, when she started to look at her hands, that's when it happened.

It is said that illnesses come and go like a mountain, and the illnesses heal slowly, not to mention that mentally, even her own blood phobia is still in the process of getting better, let alone just suffered a lot. Stimulating Wen Siqi.

"Don't think about it if you don't want to remember it, it will only make you feel worse."

"It is not advisable to run away blindly. The more you run away, the more aggressively it will chase after you and become a nightmare that you cannot get rid of. You can only muster up the courage to face it, or embrace it, or defeat it, and turn it into a nightmare. A not-so-flattering photo to hang on the corridor of life."

"Aren't you worried that you will hate it even more when you see it later?"

Jiang Xinran knows it well. Fear, like a gangrene of the tarsus, appears all the time in places where you don't think you will see it, so you have to be extremely vigilant to prevent it from appearing.

This kind of defense is very tiring. It not only exhausts your spirit, but also affects your spirit. Over time, it becomes a neuropathy in the eyes of others.

"I have been pursuing perfection all the time, but I never knew that the attitude of blindly pursuing perfection is also a kind of flaw. Instead of rejecting the flaws that have occurred in your life, you should accept them generously, keep them in your life, and be alert to yourself. At the same time, it also helps myself not feel that life is boring when looking back on the past."

After saying that, Wen Siqi turned her head and looked at her with a smile, "Speaking of which, I have this feeling, thanks to you untying my knot, I have the courage to face the fear at this moment."

Jiang Xinran looked at her, and then turned to look at the rain curtain that obscured her vision.

She thought, should I work harder and be braver?

Although the ability of self-adjustment is not as good as that of Wen Siqi, at least she took the initiative to face it.

After a while, she came back and said, "Do you want to continue to face it?"

"Take advantage of the victory to pursue." Wen Siqi said with a smile.

"I'll get the chair, you can't stand on your feet for long."

Jiang Xinran hurried into the wooden house, pulled a chair and a low stool behind the railing, and helped Wen Siqi to sit on the chair.

Just about to turn around and sit on the low stool, Wen Siqi gave her a hand, "Let's sit together, the low stool is no more convenient than the chair."

As she spoke, she moved her lower body to vacate half of the seat.

This bamboo chair was made by the old man according to the old lady's body shape, and it was bigger than the other two. When Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran sat together, it would feel a little crowded, but not too crowded.

Without hesitation, Jiang Xinran sat down next to Wen Siqi.

The two of them just sat side by side looking at the rain curtain, distracted, recovering from time to time to say a word or two. It was strange that they were able to seamlessly pick up the topic.

This made Ye Yajie, who was hiding behind the window and eavesdropping with Wen Suiyun, almost deformed.

Are you two still putting aside this spiritual exchange?

Plato!

Ye Yajie was speechless, but what could she do?It's not like she's in a relationship.

Compared to Ye Yajie and Wen Suiyun who had nothing to do after washing the dishes, the others seemed much busier.

After putting the child to sleep, Han Tang resumed her knitting.

Because the clothes on her body were used as swaddling clothes for the child, and now she is wearing the clothes given by Lin Jianfei. For this reason, when she was pouncing wild boars yesterday, Lin Jianfei's body was still tied up badly. I'm afraid Lin Jianfei couldn't even get out of the door yesterday.

Therefore, she had to weave a new dress for Lin Jianfei.

Lin Jianfei and the old man were sitting by the stove to process the cut pork. They needed to keep the meat until the rain cleared before drying the pork.

This job is not busy, two people are enough, so Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran were 'rushed' to wash their hands in the corridor at that time, to calm down their emotions by the way.

The old lady was processing the peeled pigskin with Wang Zhenzhen in the kitchen.

Wild boar skin has many uses, not to mention its medicinal properties. Its warmth and wear resistance can also replace Chang An's swaddling clothes, and make her diapers from the replaced maternity clothes.

In addition, some of the fat sticking to the skin can be boiled into lard.

These fats are still fresh, and the boiled lard is completely edible, and can be mixed with plant ash to make soap.

It cannot be wasted.

Yao Yanan and Mu Jie sat at the other end of the corridor, one weaving and the other weaving rope.

The linen cloth for making the bed is almost done, and weaving two more will finish the job.

Yao Yanan sat on the steps of the corridor, while weaving the rope, stretched out one foot to help lift or lower the crossbar, and talked about the topics that Mu Jie liked to hear.

Holding the spindle, Mu Jie stretched the thread and weaved it into the warp thread at the same time. She listened quietly, answering a sentence or two softly from time to time.

One is like a chatterbox, the other is like a mute. Wang Zhenzhen, who is always busy in the kitchen and listening to the topic, can't help turning his eyes before Mu Jie speaks.

An afternoon passed in such an atmosphere, the wind and rain stopped raging with the arrival of night, but the people living in the wooden house yawned and squinted through another peaceful night amidst the crying of their children.

"Good night."

"Good night."

May you have sweet dreams.