One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

The sun always comes after the wind and rain. In the morning of the next day, the sun, which had disappeared for a whole day, hung on the top of the mountain early, and the scattered light illuminated the chapter of the new day, and the people living on the island also started a new busy day.

Build a raft!

It has been 20 days since the last sailing ship on the northeast side passed by, and they had to build a new raft to wait for the sailing ship on the northeast side within these two days.

However, compared to the heaviness of the raft, the bamboo raft seemed to be lighter. On a calm sea, although its speed was not much faster than the raft, it was faster than the raft anyway.

After a brief discussion two days ago, they started to do things in the bamboo forest early this morning.

Bamboos were cut down one by one until they felt enough, and they carried the cut bamboos to the beach one by one, and the bamboo forest returned to tranquility.

On the beach, there are already people busy.

A few stones were piled up for the hearth, and a clay pot was placed on the stage. The body of the pot was scorched by a low and raging flame, and water mist rose from the wide open mouth of the pot.

The old lady and Mu Jie were watching the fire, while Ye Yajie, who was carrying a bucket of water, blushed and shuffled closer from the waves.

The physiological saline is almost used up again, and the salt for food is also used up because of the preservation of pork. They need to burn more salt in case they are not needed.

Putting the bamboo down on the beach, Wang Zhenzhen saw Ye Yajie put down the bucket, oiled the soles of her feet and slipped back to the intertidal zone.Looking there, Wen Suiyun was dancing the Great God again.

To be honest, the dance I danced was hard to describe. If I could sum it up in a few words... it was unsightly!

Wang Zhenzhen had seen a video of Wen Siqi dancing, and when Wen Siqi was still a famous figure on the Internet, someone got a video from somewhere, Wen Siqi's high school New Year's Day performance.

In the video is Wen Siqi's solo dance... It should be considered a solo dance. In the video, Wen Siqi dances gracefully, her gestures are filled with a kind of classical beauty, even if the comments on the Internet were full of maliciousness at that time, they could not cover up their praise for Wen Siqi in the video , unlike what you see now, it's a shame!

Wang Zhenzhen wondered whether Wen Suiyun hadn't inherited some of Wen Siqi's dance genes. Even if he hadn't practiced, he still couldn't be as stiff as a child, and shouldn't be uncoordinated like a puppet performer. Like a puppet played by scholars.

Shame!

"You really don't care?" She looked at Jiang Xinran with a dark face.

With Jiang Xinran on her waist, she turned her head helplessly to look at Ye Yajie who was bowing to the world again, "It's better... let her go."

It's not easy for Ye Yajie to still have the energy to pray to gods and Buddhas once she's startled by sharks, and once she's sprinted towards pigs. Instead of letting her continue to worry about it, it's better to let her be superstitious, at least she has a spiritual sustenance.

"Then there's no need to drag that kid with you, the wind is so strong, what should I do if the cold gets worse!"

Wen Suiyun caught a cold again, yesterday's wind and rain didn't make the newborn Chang An catch a cold, but Wen Suiyun, who was active all day long, got sick again. Fortunately, it was only a small cold, otherwise they would have to worry about it.

Although the weather is sunny today, but the wind is not small, Wen Suiyun is still standing on the edge of the wind and waves, and the cold will probably get worse. Once it gets worse, it is uncertain whether it can be stopped with the herbs on the island. In case...

"Don't worry, look at her wrapping herself up, and she'll be fine if she dances for a while." A slap fell on the shoulder, and Yao Yanan's light voice came from behind.

Wang Zhenzhen's face turned pale, "Who is worried about her? I'm afraid that she will be unwell, and I will follow suit!"

Tsundere ruins life.

"Then you go and call them back?" Yao Yanan secretly laughed.

"What are you shouting for? What's there to shout about? I'm still in high spirits. Call her back and you can coax her back? Anyway, she'll come back by herself when she's tired from dancing."

Rolling his eyes, Wang Zhenzhen pushed away the hands on his shoulders, turned around and started working on the bamboo that had been put down.

Yao Yanan spread her arms and shrugged at Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinran shook her head helplessly, looked at Wen Suiyun, who was jumping with excitement, and Ye Yajie, who was pious and nagging, and patted Yao Yanan on the shoulder, "Go to work, before the sun is strong."

"it is good."

The latitude of the island is not high. From around 9:3 to [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the sun won’t last long, and there is not much time to work. They need to weave the bamboo rafts as soon as possible within the limited time.

Now, there is only one hour left before the sun sets its strength.

When the bamboo was cut, there were still many teeth growing on it, and some of them were too long. They needed to be adjusted again. The process was not troublesome, so they just cut and cut. The increase and decrease of leftover materials are things that take a lot of time.

Especially the tying of the bamboo raft, if it is pulled too tightly, the rope is easy to break;

The so-called carefulness is time.

In an hour, they didn't even tie up half of the raft, and the temperature above their heads was no longer suitable for long-term work.

Just when the sun was strong, the three of them stopped weaving the bamboo rafts and turned to burning salt. They brought several clay pots, two boiled salt with sea water, and two boiled salt with clear water.

The firewood for cooking salt was first brought from the wooden house, and after noon, the firewood was directly obtained locally.

The heavy rain and strong wind brought a lot of rubbish to the beach, driftwood was one of them, and the second was the branches broken by the wind along the coast. These woods can be thrown into the fire to dissipate heat after being dried in the sun and drained of water.

The salt-filtered clean water was brought from the well in the wooden house. Ye Yajie and Mu Jie carried it together at first, and then it was handed over to Wang Zhenzhen and Yao Yanan.

In this way, they helped cook salt when the sun was at its strongest, and continued to weave bamboo rafts when the sun was weak, and the day went by so busy.

When I got back to the wooden house, the smoke from the kitchen was curling up over the yard, and the clanging of irons followed the wind into my ears.

After passing the last natural barrier on the path, the wooden house can be seen in full view.

Lin Jianfei and the old man stood by the kiln, one holding iron and the other waving stones and clinking.

Han Tang went into the house holding the crossbar with pork hanging on it. The sun had already set and the yard couldn't get any light. Putting the pork in the yard would only make it easier for the flies.

Wen Siqi was still sitting under the eaves, weaving the ropes needed for the bamboo raft, and beside her was a small table with a pottery cup on it, with faint smoke rising from the cup.

"We're back~"

Yao Yanan raised her hand high before the person entered the hospital, and the voice came first.

"I'm home."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Hearing her voice, the old man and Lin Jianfei stopped forging and greeted them with a smile.

Seeing them coming back, Wen Siqi stood up from her chair to meet the small artillery shells that rushed up.

"Mom~"

Caressing her daughter's head, Wen Siqi raised her head and smiled into her eyes, "I'm back."

"Well, I'm back." Jiang Xinran smiled lightly, looked at Wen Siqi's pale lips, then smiled again, "Does it still hurt?"

Wen Siqi had her period, and in the early morning, she lost all energy, her face was as pale as a delicate doll.

"It's better." Wen Siqi said softly, and then said again: "You are tired, dinner will be ready soon, let's go and rest first."

The dinner was cooked by the old lady as usual, she came back earlier than Jiang Xinran and the others.

"You too, go into the room and lie down for a while, sitting for a long time is not good for your back."

"Okay." Wen Siqi smiled lightly, then lowered her head and patted Wen Suiyun's head, "Yunyun, go wash your hands with mom first, and get ready to eat."

"Okay~" Wen Suiyun raised his head from his mother's lower abdomen, and responded crisply.

Seeing Wen Siqi lead Wen Suiyun to the well, Jiang Xinran put down her bow and arrow, and greeted Ye Yajie who was standing in the yard with her arms around her.

"Sister, let's wash our hands too, rest and prepare dinner."

"Oh? So you still have my sister in your eyes!"

Ye Yajie smiled brightly, but the words she spit out were full of gritted teeth, which made Wang Zhenzhen roll her eyes.

Big vinegar jar.

Rolling her eyes, Wang Zhenzhen went into the kitchen carrying a bucket of seafood.

Yao Yanan patted Ye Yajie on the shoulder jokingly, picked up the two crossbars covered with pork, and entered the room with Mu Jie.

Jiang Xinran smiled helplessly, took Ye Yajie's hand, and coaxed her to the well.

The dinner was quite rich, compared to those days when we first fell into disaster, it was richer, with fish, meat and starchy breadfruit.

After dinner, they are used to nights without mobile phones, computers and the Internet. They chatted and chatted...

I fell asleep, and then woke up with Chang'an's magic sound piercing through my head, and fell asleep again, and the night passed.

"Ha~~~ Why is it dawning again..."

Yawning heavily sleepily, Ye Yajie leaned on the window sill and looked out.

The sun seems to have climbed high, the light in the yard is bright, and a ray of light passes through the tall trees and falls on the yard. The old man sat in front of the kiln and lit the fire to start a new day;

The old lady came in and out to hang pig heads and pork on the wooden racks in the yard, and the smell of cooked food wafted from the kitchen.

Turning his gaze, Lin Jianfei was washing his face by the well, and Wen Siqi was also sitting at the mouth of the well brushing his teeth.

Looking back, Wang Zhenzhen stood in the corridor three times to the left and twisted his waist three times to the right, looking very energetic.

"Ha~~"

Another sleep sounded, Ye Yajie wiped her eyes and looked back into the room.

Han Tang was breastfeeding Chang An, and Chang An woke up very peacefully today, instead of waking up crying like the previous two days.

Jiang Xinran spent the first half of the night on guard last night, and she is not fully awake yet, she seems to be dozing off with her face covered.

Between Jiang Xinran and Han Tang, Wen Suiyun slept soundly with her mouth open, and the clogged nostrils from the cold seemed to have no effect on her sleep, just like when Chang An woke up crying in the middle of the night, she was already in bed. deep sleep.

What an enviable sleep state!

Baring her teeth and staring, Ye Yajie turned her head and looked away, so as not to piss herself off early in the morning.

In the opposite corner of the sleeping bunk, Mu Jie and Yao Yanan stood there worshiping, Ye Yajie was no stranger to seeing them standing there every morning and evening, saying hello to Zhao Guoming's ashes, not saying what they were going to do today , is to ask for safety, and at this time, I am also asking for safety.

Ye Yajie felt bored, so she stood up and yawned and went outside.

Walking to the door, she stopped, looking at the calendar board hanging on the wooden wall, she was a little distracted.

It has been 1 days, today is the [-]th day since the plane crash, and tomorrow is the day they will go to the island safely.

I don't know what's going on at home...

Feeling a little depressed for a while, Ye Yajie wanted to go back, wanted to go back home quickly, quickly saw those bastards who bullied their orphans and widowed mothers, and saw that she was standing in front of them safe and sound, then she must Very wonderful!

"Will be back, will be back soon."

The palm fell on the shoulder, and Jiang Xinran's gentleness with a smile was in his ear.

Ye Yajie gritted her teeth, suppressed the urge to go back, turned around and warned seriously, "Don't mess with me, I want to go back, but I don't want to see you lose your life because of this."

"I promise you, sister."

Jiang Xinran patted her on the shoulder, agreed with a smile, and left the wooden house.

Ye Yajie pursed her lips, she didn't fully believe Jiang Xinran's guarantee, and when the situation was urgent, she probably ignored her like Wen Siqi.

However, what can be said in that situation.

Sighing, Ye Yajie left the wooden house, twisted her waist in the yard, picked up the cup and went to wash by the well.

After washing up, we chatted for a while, breakfast was ready, and Wen Suiyun also woke up in a daze under Wen Siqi's interruption.

After breakfast, another busy day begins.

Ye Yajie and Wen Suiyun also started a new day of dancing.

"Rescue, rescue, come quickly ~ come quickly ~ someone here is waiting for you ~ waiting for you ~ waiting for you ~"

"Why are you still singing??"

A slightly dull singing voice drifted into my ears with the wind.Although the pentameter is a bit incomplete, the libretto comes and goes only a few sentences, and the tune doesn't know where it goes, let alone where it came from. Compared with the dry reading a few days ago, listening to it now It's quite exciting.

"They made it up by themselves last night, it seems that Xinran made up the song?" Yao Yanan looked at Jiang Xinran, his words were full of jokes.

Jiang Xinran showed helplessness, "Sister said, the prayer didn't work well before, maybe because I didn't have enough emotion in the prayer, and it was difficult to recite it with the clouds, so I made up a tune for it and used rhythm to drive emotions. I made up a simple tune for them."

All in all, the failure to pray before was due to insufficient feelings.

Wang Zhenzhen didn't want to say anything anymore, and he couldn't bear the desire to complain. What can he say to a mentally abnormal person.

"Work."

Wang Zhenzhen bent down, picked up a piece of bamboo and stuck it to the side of the tied bamboo raft, Yao Yanan pulled out a rope, and tied the bamboo together with Jiang Xinran.

The bonfire on the side burned the body of the tank, and the sea water was boiling in the tank, and smoke came out of the mouth of the tank, and the wind blew away the traces.

In the intertidal zone, the receding tide turned the white waves, and the waves made a crashing sound. The waves rose and fell from time to time, and the immature singing full of Qi Ji was mixed with the waves and drifted with the wind.

Some were blown into the woods, drifting in the depths of no one;

Some were blown into the distant sky, but were overwhelmed by the circling birdsong, and were shattered by the sudden mechanical spiral sound.

Da-da-da-

The sound of mechanical spirals came from afar, and it did not belong to any sound that nature conveyed to people. In this place, only the rustling sounds of waves beating on the shore, wind blowing leaves, and animals sneaking through the jungle were completely different. Different, it easily attracted the attention of a group of people on the beach.

The work on the braided bamboo raft was put on hold, and the three looked at the sky in disbelief;

Ye Yajie, who was kneeling on the beach, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, opened her mouth, and there was a flood of water in her wide eyes.

Hearing the same sound, Wen Suiyun looked around, looked here and there, and suddenly pointed to the eastern sky and shouted joyfully.

"Sister Ye, it's a plane! The plane is here to pick us up!"

"Hey~ this way, this way!"

"There are people here! We are here!"

Excited shouts followed, Wang Zhenzhen and Yao Yanan ran to the middle of the beach, raised their hands high, swaggered and waved.

Ye Yajie came back to her senses, her lips trembled, "Fart! That's called a helicopter!"

Excitedly, she jumped up from the ground, and hugged Wen Suiyun again, ignoring the dizziness, she hugged Wen Suiyun in circles, and after two circles, she put Wen Suiyun down, in her arms He kissed hard on the face.

"Little devil, you are such a goddamn Ouhuang! A big Ouhuang!"

"Suiyun! Blow the whistle, blow the whistle!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Jiang Xinran yelling loudly, Ye Yajie quickly grabbed the whistle on Wen Suiyun's neck, and blew the whistle with all her breath.

Beep-beep-beep-

Holding Wen Suiyun in her arms, she watched the helicopter swooping over from the other side of the cliff like a red and white bullfighting bull, and blew the whistle excitedly.

The whistle scattered, rushing to the sky, floating to the ocean, blowing to the forest, playing in harmony with the whistle blowing in the jungle.

Wen Siqi and the others are here.

It's all here, it's all here...

I can go home now...