At the time, I just accidentally skimmed through the video, and now I know the general steps.

In fact, she doesn't know how to weave bamboo baskets and straw sandals.

Now that there are bamboo pieces for weaving bamboo baskets, she tried to cross and weave the bamboo pieces according to the impression in the video, made mistakes many times, and dismantled and reknitted them......

The sun was setting, and when Bai Qinghao came back with a large bag of sea crabs, he saw that Fang Xinxin had already woven a bamboo basket.

Surprise flashed in his dark eyes, "Wife, how many surprises do you want to give me?" ”

She raised her delicate eyebrows, "This is a surprise?" Alas. ”

sighed.

He walked over with his cloth pocket and stared at her distressedly, "Why sigh?" "Is it because he was exiled to a desert island and couldn't stand this harsh living environment?

Will definitely get out of here!

She smiled slightly, "Because you, the president of 100 billion yuan, actually boasted when you saw me weaving a bamboo basket." My basket is so ugly, it just holds something. If another girl makes up a beautiful craft, you can't ......."

"In my eyes, it's just you." He stroked her long green silk with pity, "There is no one else here, even if there is." I will also turn a blind eye. ”

She raised her head slightly, looking at his grim and resolute face, and there was no trace of joke in that cool expression.

Too clear his mind. Fang Xinxin nodded with emotion.

"You wait a minute." Bai Qinghao said, turned around and walked out of the tree shed, and walked deeper into the forest.

"Don't go far." She spoke up. It's getting dark, and it's not safe in the woods.

Even though he was a cautious person, she couldn't help but worry.

When it was completely dark, Bai Qinghao carried a large bundle of dry branches and a large stone with a concave middle and threw them outside the shed.

Bai Qinghao took a few branches and a handful of hay stuck in the branches into the shed.

I found a few stones nearby, and placed them at a distance of about 20 centimeters to make a very simple stone stove. Put small twigs and hay into the empty space between the stones.

He also picked a thicker trunk and placed it among the twigs and hay, carved a hole in the tree with a scalpel, and inserted a round straight piece of wood the thickness of his thumb that he had prepared in advance into the hole.

The two hands kept rubbing the slender round straight wood, and the wood kept turning in circles in the holes cut by the tree.

He rubbed faster and harder, and it got bigger and bigger.

Fang Xinxin looked at the scene in front of him, he was drilling wood to make fire!

It's a pity that it's very difficult to drill wood for fire.

He rubbed like this for half an hour, and the friction of the wood did not produce any sparks.

She saw that the blood blisters on his palms were rotten, and she couldn't help but say distressedly, "Husband, forget it." It is cold at night, it is not easy to drill wood for fire, it is better to do it tomorrow at noon, when the temperature is high, it must be easier. ”

"It's because it's cold at night that you have to make a fire." He didn't give up, and continued to rub the round straight wood in his hand with an expressionless face, as if the broken blood blisters on his hands were painless.

She knew he was stubborn, so she let him go.

He glanced at her, "You eat the sea crab first, it looks like it's going to be late to make a fire and cook something." ”

"It's fine." She shook her head, "If there is a fire, you can eat cooked food, I don't want to eat raw anymore." ”

"Then wait a minute." He also knows that eating food raw is not good, there are parasites.

Eating bad body trouble. There was no way before, but now, he will never let his wife eat raw food again!