Yesterday's big harvest will need to be dried for a few days before it can be stored. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The kelp has turned from dark green to yellow-green on the beach, and it is already very dry to the touch.

The fish and all the other little things were sundried on the roof of the hut.

In the early morning, my task remained the same, still scooping the sea water into the stone pit, and the harvest would be in two days, and the thickening white crystals at the bottom of the pit were my motivation.

At noon, I turned all the dried kelp over to speed up the drying process.

The temperature began to rise significantly at noon, and I was tired from a busy morning, so I found a flat place under the shade of the trees to prepare for a nap.

However, I always had the feeling that I had forgotten something important and couldn't remember it.

"Anyway, get some sleep first. I opened my mouth to persuade myself.

Xiao Hei on the side had already slept soundly under the coconut tree.

The sunlight through the gaps in the leaves was so warm, the breeze was blowing, and the shadows of the trees were waving, and in this comfortable environment, my whole brain became quiet, and I began to fall into a deep sleep.

The dream begins!

Someone finally found me and brought me back to civilization......

I got to the top of my life with the money from this suitcase!

Fragrant car, beauty!

are all waving to me.

My girlfriend, who had quietly left before, also came back to me.

Of course, I'm not a pick-up man, I just grabbed a lot of money and smashed it in her face, and said to her, "Get out!"

Requests for interviews from reporters and invitations to TV programs have poured in.

I don't know why, but there is a candle in every scene, and the flame is flickering, almost extinguished.

I always had a feeling of depression, panic in my heart.

This kind of life should have been what I dreamed of, and I should have been happy, but I don't understand why there are candles.

My experiences were written into novels, adapted into movies, and I became a celebrity!

I attended the launch of the film, but when it was my turn to speak, I was horrified to find that it was not a microphone, but a candle, the candle I had always seen!

The candle is getting fainter!

The host actually put a candle in my face!

"Ahh

"Whew~" Finally, I woke up.

"It's over, fire, fire!" Before I could wipe the cold sweat off my forehead, I jumped up in a hurry!

I was so careless that I forgot to add firewood to the fire when I went out in the morning.

I thought it would be right to go back after I finished doing things, but I actually forgot about this stubble just now!

I actually sleep at such a time!

Although I didn't sleep long, my heart tightened.

I'm running wildly now, and all I have in my heart is fear.

The days without fire are too hard to imagine.

My heart was beating at maximum power again, and it was no wonder that I felt like something important was not being done, and no wonder I dreamed of the candle that was about to go out.

Subconsciously, I actually already know about it, but subconsciously it can't do it at all, it's reminding my brain to accept its message!

The cabin was right in front of me, and I hadn't used it this fast since I came to the island.

I prayed in my heart that the fire was still burning, even if it was just a pile of sparks, but never extinguished. I rushed to the door and pushed the door open with trembling hands.

"Ahh

"Why !!" I am unwilling to roar!

The blood rushed all over my head with anger, and I felt my whole face swell!

I tossed the clothes around the bed, and then gradually calmed down.

So, now I'm coming back to my senses and starting to accept the current situation.

Yes, there is no fire anymore, but I can't do without it, I can only find a way.

I was so anxious that the sun had begun to set in the west, and I, accustomed to falling asleep against the fire, could not imagine it.

Of course, the first thing that comes to my mind, like everyone else, is to drill wood for fire......

Time waits for no one, and I didn't think about anything else at all, so I rushed out.

The withered vines, the flammable artemisia grass-like plants, and the tiny dead branches were all carried back to the door of the hut before long.

Then I went back and picked up a few thicker branches.

It was the easiest, but the next thing I needed to do was the hardest, because I had only seen it in books and I hadn't tried it myself.

I sharpened a slightly thicker branch with a Swiss Army knife, and I flattened it in the middle with a knife to make it slightly dented so that I could use it to drill ......

With all the preparations done, I started the way I thought worked.

The flammable artemisia-like plant was set aside by me, crumpled into a ball, and as soon as a spark appeared, I could take it and ignite it in time.

I sat casually on the ground, the sharp branch in the dimple of another branch, and my hands were rubbing rapidly.

Sweat kept dripping from my forehead, but there was no smoke at all, let alone sparks.

Soon, my mood was down again, my palms were already blistered, and I wanted to give up!

But I can't stand not having a fire!

"Hold on a little longer. "I ordered myself.

"If there is no hope, give up on this method. ”

……

As a result, I gave up, yes, the blisters in my palms were worn out, and my heart hurt.

Once again, I was so overwhelmed by anger that I jumped up and trampled on all the branches!

"Go drill wood for fire!" I scolded viciously.

I went into the hut and rummaged, trying to find something that would set me on fire.

"Smack" I slapped myself on the forehead!

"I'm such a pig!" yes, I'm cursing myself.

Any idea what I found?

I actually forgot about the pistol......

I'm still too impulsive, hey.

Ignition was no longer a problem, and I took out the bullet from the pistol, and with the wrench tool in the toolbox, I opened the bullet, and I scattered the gunpowder inside on the dry ground.

I piled the flammable plants on top of the gunpowder, and on the side, dry twigs were ready to go.

Next, I rummaged under the bed and finally found the lighter that had been out of gas for a long time.

"I'm glad I didn't lose you. I sighed secretly.

"Brush!" I rolled the pulley on the lighter, and the sparks scattered in all directions.

"It's good, it works. "I'm so excited!

When the time came to witness the miracle, I trembled and probed the lighter in my hand under the flammable haystack and rolled the pulley against the gunpowder below.

"Whew" didn't ......

Again, "Zziz, boom." ”

The fire was burning again, and I carefully sent the branches to the side inside.

This time, I will definitely cherish it......