One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

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The water overflowing the barrel splashed along the body of the barrel and splashed on the surface of the bubbling stream, breaking the mirror-like calm.

Pour some more water out of the bucket, Jiang Xinran lifted the bucket to the shore, and passed the bamboo pole through the handle.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

Turning back to explore, Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran carried the bucket together on crutches and walked towards the camp.

Today is the day for Zhao Guoming's cremation. Before that, they need to get rid of all the unfinished maggots on Zhao Guoming's body.

Yao Yanan and Mu Jie didn't want to hurt Zhao Guoming's body any further, so they planned to scrape off what was on Zhao Guoming's body with both hands, throw it into a bucket, and then pour it into the pit dug outside the door and set it on fire.

The maggots will crawl, no matter how they deal with it, if they don't completely solve it, they will continue to crawl towards the corpse, and it will only waste time if they don't stop, so they simply thought about setting fire to it.

It was handled in this way for the first two days, but the temperature was too high, the isolation suit was too stuffy, and the stomach was unbearable, so it has been treated intermittently until today.

After hastily eating breakfast, they came to the wooden house together, and put Yao Yanan and the others in isolation protective clothing again.

It's all a combination of plastic bags, plastic film and dismantled plastic bottles picked up from the beach, and then tied to the body with ropes.

Today's temperature is a bit high, and I can feel the sun's transpiration early in the morning. After wearing this suit, I saw sweat on the foreheads of the two of them after a while.

"How do you feel? If you don't feel well, let's try another way."

"Don't bother, we can persevere."

After gesturing yes to Wen Siqi and the two, Yao Yanan and Mu Jie walked inside the wooden house.

Pushing open the door, the figure disappeared afterward.

"Are we really not going in together to help?"

Although I didn't want to see that disgusting picture again, there were so many maggots in it that even after two days of treatment, they still didn't decrease.

The weather is so hot, Yao Yanan and Yao Yanan haven't eaten much in the past two days, wearing such a set of isolation suits that don't dissipate heat, most likely they will suffer from heat stroke, but if there are more two people, the time will be shortened a lot, and the risk of heat stroke will also be reduced. possible.

"There are so many people, and the wooden house is not big, so it will inevitably get in the way." Wen Siqi denied her idea, "Furthermore, relatives' funeral affairs are naturally handled by their relatives, and outsiders like us can lend a helping hand when needed."

"...That's right." Jiang Xinran couldn't refute.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, let's light the firewood first."

"it is good."

The firewood ordered was not to burn Zhao Guoming, but to prepare a bonfire party for the maggots who would be brought out later.

The first batch of maggots was sent out quickly, and fell into the fire pit like pouring snow from a plastic bucket with a cut hole.

A ring of firewood was also surrounded around the fire pit to prevent the maggots from escaping in all directions, but many maggots still crawled through the sea of ​​flames to the feet of Wen Siqi and the two of them.

Jiang Xinran stepped back quickly, Wen Siqi stepped on it without changing her face, and even walked over, making Jiang Xinran's eyelids twitch.

The maggots that climbed out of the sea of ​​fire were only a small number, and most of them died in the fire pit when they were thrown into the fire pit. It didn't take long for the fire pit to emit a strong aroma of protein.

Jiang Xinran sniffed, and couldn't help frowning.The smell is too strong, although it is not particularly unpleasant, I heard that it is quite nutritious, but when I want to crawl all over the picture, my stomach can't help but feel an urge.

"Put it on. Although it's not very useful, it can somewhat block the smell."

A piece of rag, with strings tied at the top and bottom of each end, is the mask they made these days.

"Thank you."

Jiang Xinran did not refuse, took the mask and put it on her face.

The smell is still clear, but as Wen Siqi said, the smell is somewhat isolated and not so irritating.

But after a while, another bucket of maggots was poured into the fire pit, and Yao Yanan plunged into the wooden house again without looking back.

Mu Jie was holding the scraped maggots into another bucket, the squirming yellow and white stimulated every cell in the body, and the nausea that had just been suppressed began to roll again.

Swallowing her saliva, Yao Yanan suppressed the turmoil in her stomach, walked to Mu Jie and squatted down, and grabbed the hand she extended to Zhao Guoming.

"Let me do it."

Mu Jie shook her head at her, her eyes soaked with tears, her firm gaze did not waver.

"But isn't it your favorite food? If you continue to do this, you will not be able to eat all your favorite foods for a long, long time."

"It doesn't matter, just be a filial piety for Uncle Ming."

"Besides, you're still here."

After saying that, Mu Jie broke away from Yao Yanan's hand, and continued to hold the maggots on Zhao Guoming's body into the bucket one by one.

Hands trembled slightly, some maggots fell out of the bucket and turned over, some maggots squirmed upwards along the plastic bag on their hands, all of which stimulated the bottom line of the senses.

Yao Yanan pursed her lips, put down the bucket in her hand, picked up the newly installed Nutrition Family Bucket and went outside.

In the afternoon, all the visible maggots on Zhao Guoming's body had been dealt with, leaving only the untouchable parts that could not be dealt with. Yao Yanan and Mu Jie had no choice but to move into the stretcher from outside the house, and together they carried Zhao Guoming onto the stretcher and tidied up for him. He took off his clothes, put the broken arm beside his body, and carried it away from the wooden house.

Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran were already waiting on the beach, and some of the firewood and charcoal had been piled up in the cremator, waiting for the corpse to enter.

Construction of the cremator began the afternoon after the stretchers were tied.

Originally, they wanted to burn the corpses in front of the wooden house, but the surrounding vegetation was not sparse, and the burning fire could not be small and lasted for a long time. The island is dangerous.

It's the same at the streamside, you can't burn a big fire, once it burns, it's the kind of sitting and wearing in prison. The only place suitable for amplifying the fire is the beach.

However, the beach is very windy, and firewood alone cannot completely burn the flesh of the corpse if the fire is not heated for several days and nights.

Thinking of this question, Wen Siqi thought for a long time and came up with a proposal to build a furnace.

Use the soil by the stream to build a simple cremator that can gather the temperature without spreading.In order to avoid wasting time, Wen Siqi also proposed to only use soil to surround one.

Although the construction time is almost two or three days, this time is much shorter than that of open-air burning, and the firewood and charcoal used for burning can be reduced.

Jiang Xinran and the three readily agreed, and after discussion, they also built the cremator on the beach.

On the one hand, the air is circulated, unlike the stinky wooden house that cannot stay for a long time.

The second is that the field of vision here is wide. Once there is any disturbance, they also have time to react. The wooden house is different. Although it also has a vacant range, at night, the field of vision is easy to fall into a blind spot.

Not to mention the streamside, the space is too small and the plants are too dense.

After deciding to build the cremator, they set up a pergola for the construction site early the next morning to avoid exposure to the sun, and spent half a day and a night working out a simple stove.

It is about one meter high, and the length and width are more than two meters, which is a little longer than the stretcher.There is a dome, and there is a hole in the hearth for smoke and firewood.

Afterwards, they spent a day burning the charcoal while waiting for it to dry. They tried it for a long time, and the stove did not collapse, but there were a few cracks, which Wen Siqi repaired with soil inside and out, and it was ready to be put into use.

Push the stretcher into the furnace, and then saw off the extra part. Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran took the prepared stones and soil to block the door, and then took the firewood from the burning fire next to it, and put it through the reserved hole. into the furnace.

The fire is rising, the sun is shining brightly, and the sea breeze is solemn.

Looking at the flames engulfing the figure through the hole in the furnace wall, Yao Yanan and Mu Jie turned around together and stood with their backs facing each other.

Jiang Xinran glanced at them, then paid attention to the fire in the furnace.

It must have been burning for a whole afternoon, maybe the temperature was not high enough, the meat on the corpse still looked like it hadn't been burnt, and there was still a pungent burnt smell mixed with a strange smell.

The sun is ending in the west, the wind is blowing on the beach, and the outer wall of the cremator is no longer as high as it was in the afternoon. Jiang Xinran estimated that it will take another hour or two.

"At least until tomorrow morning."

Wen Siqi said so, saying that they burned less charcoal, and the burning temperature was not enough to break the burned bones in a short time, and it took time to burn them slowly.

Thinking about it, even the conditions of the crematorium in the crematorium would take a lot of time to burn the corpse until it was brittle.

Relying on firewood and charcoal alone, without the heating of gasoline and diesel oil, even if you build a stove to gather heat, it will take a long time to burn the bones to the point where they will break when they are knocked.

So tonight is going to stay up late.

Looking at the two who were sitting by the fireside, Jiang Xinran thought, it's better to stay on duty by herself.

Yao Yanan and Mu Jie's spirits are not in good condition. Apart from drinking some water to replenish water, they didn't eat anything this day, and they only ate a few mouthfuls in the past two days. It is better to count on Wen Siqi, who is in a worse state of mind, to expect them to keep vigil. This person should eat a lot by himself, and in the face of an emergency, one leg can jump faster than two legs.

"You seem to be thinking about something bad."

A voice suddenly came from the ear, and the heart that had guessed what it was thinking suddenly bluffed.

"It's nothing, you're overthinking." Youyou glanced at the side, Wen Siqi was eating diligently, and she couldn't help frowning after eating rambutans one by one, "Eat less, be careful not to damage your stomach."

With her mouth open, Wen Siqi smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, I have my own measure."

"Miss Jiang, do you want to come? You haven't had much dinner yet."

"No, I have no appetite."

It is both visual impact and olfactory enjoyment. It is already very face-saving not to vomit, so there is no appetite to eat.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinran couldn't help but glance at Wen Siqi again, her unchanging calmness made her feel unconvinced, and the faint appearance of kneeling in front of the wooden house and throwing up a few days ago was blurred.

In just a few days, Wen Siqi seemed to have adapted to the shocking scene in front of her, and kept her calm as always. Even Jiang Xinran, who regarded her as an opponent and vowed not to care about anything about her, couldn't help but think again. How to calm yourself down.

Really big heart?

Her eyes couldn't help falling on somewhere on Wen Siqi's body. Her proud and upright demeanor inevitably attracted attention, so she lowered her head to look at herself.

Slightly inferior.

Jiang Xinran turned her gaze away unconvinced.

A hand was stretched out in front of him.

"If you don't want to eat rambutan, you don't eat it, but you still have to eat it and the heart of palm."

Although the sun had already set, the fire on the beach was burning vigorously. Jiang Xinran could clearly see the scorched part of the palm core in front of her. Black and white intertwined, just like the scorched color seen through the hole in the wall.

Stomach convulsed, Jiang Xinran looked away.

"I can hold on."

"Being able to hold on is the basic requirement. On top of that, you also need the strength to pull a bow and escape an axe."

"You're sure he'll come."

"Don't be afraid of [-], just in case, there are many ways to survive." Wen Siqi looked behind her, "No one can guess what a madman is thinking."

Jiang Xinran felt that she had been persuaded again, and she couldn't give a reason for her refusal.

In normal times, if you don’t eat, don’t eat. There are still people in the camp who can watch the night for her, but not now. If Wen Siqi’s crow’s mouth really hits her, and she insists on refusing, how can she have the strength to fight against her.

Eat it.

Jiang Xinran took the palm core, took a small bite, it was a little crunchy.

Perhaps because of the bland taste, the stomach did not toss, but all was well.

Okay.

"How does it taste, isn't it crunchy?"

Just as he was about to open his mouth again, the teasing in his ears immediately caused his appetite to jump off a cliff.

Looking away.

Don't you think this little thing is unique?

Chicken flavor, crunchy, six times the nutritional value of beef.

At any rate, he is a young man in the new century, and he knows what he should know about some old stalks, how could Jiang Xinran fail to understand the meaning of Wen Siqi's words.

An image appeared in her mind uncontrollably, and Jiang Xinran's face darkened.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xinran said dryly, "You can't talk about food."

"I'm done eating."

The firelight illuminated the smile, and the shadows flickered above her, and she saw the cunning she had seen in the shadows.

It was a photo from some years ago. Wen Siqi was still in her [-]th year, wearing a school uniform.

Jiang Xinran saw it from a photographer's cyberspace. She remembered that the photographer and Wen Siqi were in the same class, and that photo was taken after Wen Siqi played a prank.

Time is like sand, some things are no longer the same, some things are not with the years, just hidden in the bottom of my heart, waiting for a certain day, a certain moment in front of someone who does not mind revealing, it may be a family member, a friend, a lover, or It was a chance encounter.

However, what is hidden stays hidden for a long time.

In the dim vision, she looked tenderly.

I don't know if she saw it, but she stood up.

"Where?"

"Dajie, does Miss Jiang want to come together?"

Looking back, the smile was still nasty, and the face that had just recovered from it sank again, gnashing his teeth and saying:

"Don't go!"