One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

It was dawn, but the sun could not be seen. The thick clouds came from the southeast with the wind, blocking the rising sun.

The wind is also strong, stronger than last night, rolling the waves and setting off trample marks on the sea surface, and the thin saplings bend humble arcs in the wind.

Dark clouds overwhelm the city, and the city will be urged.

Returning to the camp with the water collected all night, Wen Siqi poured it into an iron bucket and put it on the fire to heat it.

There is not much water, the two banana trees only contributed less than 400ml of water, plus the water collected from the leaves, it is worth a little over 400ml.

In short, just rinse your mouth.

After a hastily tedious breakfast and a last sip of warm water, the group began to prepare for the coming wind and rain.

First of all, before the rain comes, get more dry firewood for storage, as well as velvet grass for fire.

Because there is no suitable storage place, Wen Siqi's idea is to break the dry firewood, put it in a plastic bag with the cashmere grass, wrap it layer by layer, and put it in the staggered space between the rocks and press it with stones.

It happened that there were many plastic bags washed up by the sea on the beach. In the rock pile on the north side, there was also a space with two huge boulders interlaced on a higher terrain.

Secondly, fix all the containers that can hold water in place, whether buried in sand pits or hung on trees, as long as they are not blown down by the wind, can catch water, and are farther away from the coast, you can fix them in any way.

And food.Because it is impossible to determine when the storm will come and how long it will last, it is necessary to prepare food that can last at least one meal.

Although there are bananas and coconut meat shaved last night, you can’t eat too much of these two, especially if there are old, young, sick and weak among them, it is best to prepare some cooked food:

Grilled seafood.

The shelter still needs to be built, it doesn't have to be too good or too strong, just enough to shelter them from the wind and rain for a while before the wind that destroys it arrives.

There are not many things that need to be done, and the division of work will not give people a busy feeling, but they all need to be rushed, and they must be completed before the storm comes.

Because the wind was getting stronger again, the sky was getting darker, and the black clouds came down again and again.

Rain is about to come down.

"Remember, follow mom well."

"Ok!"

Wen Suiyun lowered his head, grabbed the rope tied around his waist, pursed his mouth with a little grievance and complaint.

"Mom, can you untie it?"

Just now, the wind, always like a burst of farts secretly discharged, suddenly exploded, and the whistling sound was accompanied by a strong wind that blew her down in the waves.

Then, there was an extra hemp rope picked up on her body, and the other end of the hemp rope was tied to Wen Siqi's body.

"Of course you can, but you have to wait for the wind to pass and the waves to calm down."

With a smile on her face, Wen Siqi gently stroked her daughter's reluctant little head with her palm, and gently rejected her little wish.

Hmm... underestimated.

No, you can't be underestimated!Otherwise, it will not grow up!

The little guy immediately followed his mother with great arrogance...to knock on the snails.

……

"Why do I do this kind of work!"

Jiang Xinran withdrew her gaze and fell to her side.

The strong wind roared, blowing hair and teeth and claws, adding to the gloomy face a gloomy look of shock, which made Jiang Xinran very worried. She wiped the sand with her right hand and stretched it towards Ye Yajie's face.

"Sister, go and rest, I'll just come here."

"No! You go to rest. I can do it here alone. After the typhoon is over, I will take them back. I won't owe them anything!"

She lowered her head again, Jiang Xinran could no longer read what was in her mind, anyway, it was not good, very bad, just like yesterday... No, it was even worse.

Looking at the busy hands, Jiang Xinran saw the emotions that could not be seen after being suppressed by reluctance. She was more excited than yesterday, but also calm.

This is not a good sign, Jiang Xinran would rather let Ye Yajie vent her madness like yesterday than keep it in her heart.

The heart is so big, but also vulnerable, how long can it last?

Jiang Xinran lowered her eyelids, gritted her teeth, and was lost in thought.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth, and while digging a small hole, said casually:

"Sister, before getting on the plane, you said that you would take me to a place when we got back from Hawaii Island. When I got there, I could let go of all the unhappy things and people, and return to the original me."

"I've always been curious about where you mentioned, can you tell me now?"

There was a curious smile in her words, as if she was looking forward to what Ye Yajie said.

Ye Yajie didn't raise her head, so she didn't see the mixed expectations when she faced her. With an excited tone, she said mysteriously:

"You will definitely like it, because there are our secrets and future, as well as the you who used to be, the very beginning you, you will definitely be able to find yourself."

"Myself?"

Jiang Xinran suddenly found it funny, when did she ever lose herself?

There are no lost fragments in memory, only trivial things that are gradually forgotten and not worth remembering.

However, Ye Yajie always stubbornly believes that she has lost herself, the self who was once simple, optimistic, and yearning for the future.

Jiang Xinran didn't refute her, she let her dance and describe her past self, the past that always felt no different from her present self.

It doesn't matter, anyway, the attention has shifted.

The wind roared wildly, elongating, blurring, and dissipating the sound to the distance, just like a spark that was taken away, it lost its energy and gradually extinguished in the cold.

The wind blew too hard, and several times the flames were blown to only flames, and they re-ignited again. The old lady had no choice, so she moved her seat and used her body to block the wind. Conch shells.

Holding the chopsticks, Han Tang picked out the meat from the old lady's conch shell and put it on the iron plate, sticking a little salt on it, and then sandwiched the cooked meat that was almost cooked and exuded a faint familiar temptation to the iron plate aside. In the box, add a stick or two to the fire from time to time.

The repeated movements are boring, the voices in the ears are loud, and the constant panic disappears and calms down.

"Son, take these two pieces of meat and eat them."

The wind was so loud that it blew the old lady's words into pieces, and Han Tang, who couldn't quite understand it, was even more confused now. She looked at the old lady's hand pointing on the two pieces of scallop meat in confusion.

Does she want to eat?

Before she could figure it out, she saw the old lady pointing at her again, gestured to open her mouth and then pointed at her belly.

Do you want me...to eat?

The old lady didn't give her much room to think, so she grabbed the chopsticks and picked up a piece of scallop meat from the iron box and brought it to Han Tang's mouth.

"...One person eats two people's meal."

Han Tang finally understood that the old lady was concerned about her.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Han Tang secretly looked around, and opened his mouth to hold the still warm meat.

It has little taste and can't arouse much appetite, but it just can't refuse it, and can't refuse the extravagant desire of hunger.

"Look at how thin you are, how can you give birth to a child if you don't eat more...the child can only be healthy if the body is healthy... don't worry, they are all good people, they won't mind... eat two more, it's not enough, I'm following ...Tell me, pick up a few more..."

The old lady is very good at talking, she can't stop like she is thirsty, she keeps talking in her mouth, and she picks up a piece or two of shellfish while talking, just like the old man said, she is a person who can't keep her mouth shut.

"Mark, you...?"

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Han Tang looked at the old lady with a confused face.

"Your father, Amana...?"

Parents?

Han Tang suppressed the awkward smile on the corner of his mouth, lowered his head for a long time without saying a word, and told the old lady with a unhappy expression that the relationship between this family was not friendly.

The old lady knew that she had said something wrong again, so she quickly picked up a few more snail meat and brought it to Han Tang's mouth. She changed the topic with a smile, and asked Han Tang to guess and bring the half-pour and half-fang that she translated.

It was difficult to communicate, but Han Tang also heard the meaning of the old lady's nagging. She wanted to get rid of the fear in her heart, both her own and hers.

She smiled, brushed the hair that was blown to her face, and quietly listened to the old lady's experience in Nancheng.

There was the sound of a tree branch being lowered beside her, and her footsteps gradually receded, and she hurriedly ran into the jungle.

Han Tang glanced over, took the plastic bag beside him, broke off the branch and put it in the bag.

The stockings that had been badly scratched could no longer be worn, and Yao Yanan walked like flying with bare feet on the ground covered with dead leaves.

"Xiaojie~"

People arrived before the sound came, and just as Wang Zhenzhen picked up a branch covered by dead leaves, he saw a figure jumping out from the gap between the shadows of the trees, and stood in front of Mu Jie three steps in two steps.

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, the land here is flat, and we have already used all the roadblocks as firewood, so they won't fall."

The relationship between the two people is very strange, and their care for each other makes people envious and suspicious. Just a moment of separation, Wang Zhenzhen can also feel that one party is worried about the other, and the calm emotions when seeing each other.

However, no matter whether they have some kind of relationship or not, it has nothing to do with me, the most important thing now is to get out of this ghostly place quickly!

Eyelids twitched, Wang Zhenzhen let out a disdainful low spit in an envious tone, and went to the side with the branch he picked up.

"Ms. Wang, please don't go too far, it will be dangerous."

"I know it myself, I don't need you to remind me!"

Responding angrily, Wang Zhenzhen plunged deeper into the cover of Konoha without looking back.

"If only that mouth wasn't so awkward."

People could no longer see the figure, and even the voice was covered by the wind-blown leaves, Yao Yanan could only mutter in the direction Wang Zhenzhen left.

Mu Jie watched with her, "Self-esteem is more inferior."

Inferiority...it has a lot to do with her background.

Yao Yanan couldn't help but think of what Wang Zhenzhen said in the jungle yesterday, her reaction at that time is still clear now, her inferiority complex is obviously due to this, but her self-esteem...

It may be born with it, or it may be stimulated the day after tomorrow, which Yao Yanan can't guess.

But having said that, if Wang Zhenzhen is a person with strong self-esteem, he must have a lot of face. If he wants face, why would he care so much about a pair of high-heeled shoes that are so cheap that they seem to be disposed of at a low price at the door of the store? No matter where he goes, he must take it with him. .

Yao Yanan asked her doubts, but she didn't have an answer, and it took a while to hear Mu Jie say:

"Very important person."

"Important people? Lovers?"

"Not necessarily, but it has nothing to do with us now."

"That's right, now is not the time to explore this."

Yao Yanan suppressed her smile, looked up at the sky, the dead leaves were blown flying all over the sky, and the spinning dance was like the flying flowers in the falling flowers, which were dazzling, but the stage was incompatible with it, and the dusty darkness suppressed the hopelessness that even despair was not allowed to have .

Will everything be safe?

Gaze secretly to the side, the four eyes meet each other like a heart, and the same meaning as himself flashes in the cold eyes.

Yao Yanan smiled lightly.

It will be safe, it will be safe!

……

"What does a boxing coach do?"

The old man poked his head out from the side of the shelter curiously, and the side of the shelter that had been covered with palm leaves blocked his sight.

"It's about teaching others how to punch."

"Fist? Isn't that just teaching others to fight? No, how dangerous it is. If you get hit badly somewhere, your life will be ruined, and the family can't blame you."

"Not good, not good."

The old man thought it was not good, turned around and began to persuade Lin Jianfei to find a serious job, talking about his son.

"Boss, that bastard, let go of the family business. He doesn't do business all day long and runs around with his cronies. He also ran to open some kind of trading company. He made a lot of bad money and bought a house abroad. Well, that’s not good, I don’t come back once a year, even when my son gets married and a grandson is born, everything goes abroad, what is that like!”

A dissatisfied dislike is like every father who has a different heart. He always speaks bad things about his child, but he hides his longing and pride for his child in his heart.

Lin Jianfei listened quietly and smiled. Scar's wrinkled smile carried memories of the distant place, and he echoed a few words from time to time, which made the old man blow his beard and stare for a while, and then he smiled and talked around and went back to the beginning.

"When I get back, I'll introduce you to that unfilial thing in my family, and ask him to arrange a safe job with a high salary for you."

"If you can't find a suitable one, please ask Uncle to help you make connections."

"Okay, don't worry, this matter is on my shoulders, and the boss must give you a satisfactory job. I'll see if he agrees to give it a try! Hmph!"

The old man smiled and patted his promise, pretending to be dissatisfied and humming so heavily that even the wind couldn't blow it away.

Lin Jianfei smiled lightly and didn't rest assured. He tied the rope around the beam again and tied it with a firm knot. A drop of water suddenly fell on the back of his hand, and he frowned. Lin Jianfei looked up at the tree-shaded place. In the sky above, a drop of glittering and translucent falling fell from the gap between the dense leaves, reflecting the gray fog in the distance.

It's raining.