Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

Three days later, the two finally returned to the place where they landed. It's just that the scene here makes them strange, the temporary shelter has collapsed, the canvas is blown and hung on the bushes, twisted into a ball, and the original color can hardly be seen.

Potholes on the beach, the water collecting devices were submerged by the sea water, and the rain cover was also buried under the sand pit. But the few coconut trees still stood, and only a few clumps of broken leaves made people see that they also experienced wind and rain last night.

Hua Mu looked at the place where the two lived these days and turned into a ghost like this. Although it was a bit ugly before, it was established by the two of them, and there were always some feelings.

It was a white pillow that spent more energy. It didn't take a little time to hurt the spring and autumn, and immediately began to check the loss.

Hua Mu saw her go to pack up her canvas, ran over her shoes and checked the water collection device, trying to pull the rain cloth out of the sand.

The storm blew the rope, but fortunately the canvas was strong, only torn a small piece in the corner. The white pillow removed the canvas from the bush, and turned back to see Hua Mu dragging the plastic cloth with difficulty, and hurried over to help.

It took a long time for Huamu and Yubu to fight before pulling a corner from the bunker. As a result, the white pillow came and pulled the entire piece of cloth.

"Miss, I'm coming, you are still ill, rest well."

Hua Mu shook his sore hand, and was somewhat discouraged: "Why are you so strong?"

White Pillow is definitely not a power type in the sentinel, but the other side is a delicate noble lady, and the strength of the two is completely incompetent, which makes her feel powerful. She wanted to say that it was not her own strength, but that the young lady's strength was too small, but she finally chose to shut up-she knew that Hua Mu's question was not asking her for an answer.

"Miss, you are tired, take a break."

"I'm not tired, coughing, I'll finish it quickly so that I don't have a place to sleep at night, coughing coughing ..." Hua Mu took a little effort, and began to cough all the time.

White Pillow was very distressed and persuaded: "I will finish it soon and I won't let you sleep."

Hua Mu actually knows she can't help, but she feels more and more uncomfortable about the fact that Bai Zhen is busy before and after she sits in peace.

"Why should I wait?"

White Pillow guessed that she probably did not want to be idle, and found something for her to do.

"Miss, I'll cook cough soup for you. Are you looking at the fire?"

Hua Mu's face hung down when he heard about taking medicine.

"Want to drink it? Is it difficult to drink?"

"It should be okay, I will add coconut fruit and dates to you, it will be delicious."

These two are very sweet to hear, Hua Mu is at ease, nodded again and again.

The white pillow picks out some dry firewood and sets it on fire, boiled with hot water, first added **** and perilla leaves picked on the road, opened a coconut, poured the juice into the bamboo tube, and the coconut meat Underline.

Huamu is a typhoid cough, so there is no need to clear the heat, and the white pillow is left with coconut milk. Only the coconut meat that warms the yang fire is taken together and cooked with ginger, perilla and dates. Ginger can dispel wind and dispel cold, stop vomiting and breathe, perilla can sweat and dispel cold, relieve evil, relieve depression and stop vomiting, coconut meat and dates can supplement qi, relieve cough and reduce phlegm, and increase sweetness.

If there is a modern potion, it is naturally not so troublesome, but now in this environment, the white pillow can only use some earthwork. Even if the effect is not very good, but at least it tastes good and can make Missy happy.

Hua Mu sees that this medicine looks like a sweet soup.

White Pillow rushed to clean up the mess while she had something to do.

The impact of this torrential rain on the island is obviously greater than the storm that brought the two to the desert island. When the storm reached the island, there was probably only some aftermath, but it was actually baptized for a day.

The sand on the beach is still very moist even after being directly exposed to the sun for most of the day. Sleeping in this environment is very detrimental to Huamu's condition. White pillows naturally have to think of other ways.

Hua Mu contains mint leaves to ease the discomfort of her throat, and the aroma of sweet soup makes her have a hint of hope. She looked at the situation on the white pillow from time to time and saw that she cleaned up the shelter that had been reduced to rubble in a moment, and she could not help but sigh in silence. The white pillow didn't pack up carefully. After asking Hua Mu, he ran towards the rainforest.

The weather is not cold, the sun is warmer, but Hua Mu is ill and feels just right by the fire. From time to time, she lifted the coconut shell on top to see if the sweet soup was okay, and wanted to drink a bowl immediately.

The white pillow came back with a bunch of wooden vines, and the ground had piled up a few times.

Huamu had just thought that the white pillows used them to make ropes for bundling canvas-the other party had done that before, and now looking at this far beyond the weight of making ropes, I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"What are you going to do? Why take so many vines?"

The white pillow wiped sweat and showed a smile.

"Miss, I am going to be a hammock."

hammock!

Huamu has a lovely hammock, and she has a lot on her private island.

"Will you still be a hammock? Use this for a hammock? Won't it break?"

"You can rest assured that this kind of vine is very tough ... The medicine seems to be ok. Miss, please drink it first." White Pillow has a keen sense. When you smell the smell, you know whether the **** perilla and coconut fruit soup has been cooked. She squatted down and fell halfway in a cup made of bamboo-Hua Mu strongly requested her to make two cups, and then handed it to Hua Mu, "Be careful."

"Finally!" Hua Mu took it eagerly, and touched it with his lips. "It's hot!"

But sweet, drink it!

White Pillow said to Hua while picking up rolls of vines: "Careful, drink slowly, I'll go get the hammock first."

Soon the sun will go down, and she will at least tie the hammock before dinner.

Hua Mu followed the bamboo cup and followed her step by step, curious.

"What are you going to do? I want to see what I want to see!"

She was as excited as a child, and the white pillow was also infected by her arms. That's it, she hopes that Missy will always be so happy.

"Then I will tell you while doing it."

The distance between the coconut trees is too far, so the white pillow picks the coconut tree closest to the cliff wall, and the other side is fixed in the rock crack. She used a few irregular metal blocks to make simple rock plugs for load bearing.

Although Huamu did not dare to climb because of fear of heights, there are several "friends" who claim to be outdoor sportsmen. Other aspects of her are not very clear, only the equipment is a little known-after all, no matter who is surrounded by three people to promote their own equipment is the most advanced and expensive, it will be unforgettable.

"I know what you are doing, are you using them as rock plugs, right?"

White Pillow was surprised that Hua Mu understood these, and was surprised: "Miss, how do you know?"

Hua Mu fears that she has always known this, so she will not participate in any activities related to height. Coupled with the lack of interest in physical exertion, Bai Zhen couldn't think of any way she knew about it.

Hua Mu was proud, took a cup and took a sip, slowly said: "I know there are more things, don't underestimate me."

White Pillow naturally dare not look down upon her, sincerely said: "You are a learned man."

"Cough," Huamu's tail is going to heaven, "That is."

White pillow likes to look at her arrogant and proud look, but can't wait to put all the good things in front of her.

The sentinel was dumbfounded for a moment, and the words were not answered. Huamu's tail was enough, and when he saw the sentinel staring at him motionless, that pride turned into shyness, and shyness turned into shame.

"But there is a specialty in the art industry ... you, you don't hurry up to be a hammock, can you explain it to me?"

White Pillow woke up and looked away in a panic.

"Then, I will tell you how to tie the knot."

The vines are about half a centimeter in diameter and are pliable and strong, even if used directly as a rope.

While demonstrating the play of the rope knot to Huamu, the white pillow explained: "It is actually very simple to make a hammock, that is, to kill the knot. This kind of ring knot is called a figure eight loop knot, which can prevent the rope from falling off from the object and can be used to bind the hammock Go to the tree trunk. This is called Bollinger Knot. It is easy to hit and easy to dismantle. It is firm and can be hit with one hand. If you need to tie the rope to your body in an emergency, you can choose this style of play first. It ’s a fisherman ’s knot. You can connect two ropes. It ’s easy to hit but not easy to disassemble. There is also a diamond knot. I will use this knot to make a hammock this time. ”

Hua Mu has a good memory. I have remembered it after reading it, and sincerely said that this woven hammock is not difficult, I saw that the white pillow suddenly accelerated.

She connected the vines with fisherman's knots and made two more than one hundred meters long ropes, and then wound each on a shuttle made of two branches, and then ... Huamu could not remember.

She only remembers the white pillow flying fingers and serious expression.

Diamond knots woven a whole large net, Hua Mu watched the most primitive material quickly turned into a practical hammock. Although there is no colorful color, she just thinks this is the best looking hammock she has ever seen.

What are the faces of those sons and grandchildren who brag about their advanced and expensive equipment? Look at how powerful her sentry is, she will do everything herself, and can make the most obscure things into various daily necessities.

It is great to turn waste into treasure!

Huamu bet that those guys who pride themselves on outdoor sports will definitely not survive on this island. Maybe she started crying in just a few days, worse than her.

Hua Mu was drinking sweet medicine soup, and fortunately thought: Fortunately, I put on a white pillow. Fortunately, the white pillow was with me, otherwise there is such a delicious sweet soup to drink.

"... Finally, the knot is tied here, and the hammock is ready." Except for the preliminary preparation time, it took only half an hour for the white pillow to weave a hammock.

Hua Mu was very satisfied with the new bed and questioned the soul.

"Since you can weave a hammock, why not do it sooner!"

The author has something to say: ok, know that you know super ~ level; ok, know that she is your sentry; ok, know that your sentry is super powerful.

In her heart, she exaggerated ten thousand sentences, but the spitting but fierce young lady was today's proud 1/1.

Two people must have a hammock to sleep, the goal is to sleep all over the island.