A few days later, I carried a small wooden box in my hand and came to the place I called "Xiaoxiang Courtyard" again, which was my paradise, but I found that the large bunches of grapes in the cracks of the rocks were scattered everywhere, the rocks were in a mess, and the grape gardenia was broken in many places. But this idea was quickly overturned by me, after all, human civilization and modern technology have evolved to such an extent that there is no longer a "wild man" in the simple sense, but what exactly caused such damage, I don't know, but there must be an unknown species that destroyed everything here.

This discovery made my hair stand on end, and for the past few months I had been wary of the presence of wild beasts, but they had not actually come to harass me, and my vigilance was much lighter, but I was caught off guard by the fact that they came out here and caught me off guard.

I didn't dare to stay in this place, my heart kept telling myself to "go fast, go fast", and I didn't even want to see the beautiful scenery here, so I held my gun and walked back in the direction of my yard, until I saw the small hill where the yard was located in the distance, and then I slowed down breathlessly, until this time, I found that my palms were full of sweat, my back had already been soaked with sweat, and my calves were already a little trembling because I was walking too quickly.

After going back to the cave and soothing myself for a while, I calmed myself down completely, amused by my actions, and was so frightened that I didn't even see the beast, which might have been the work of the cat-like creature I had seen when I first arrived on the island.

Walking out of the cave and looking at his courtyard and the hills at his feet, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Wu Luoyin, Wu Luoyin, the place you chose is completely the worst place on this island, and there is no one!" “

So my heart began to move again, and I have been seduced by that paradise for the past few days, and I have wanted to move several times, after all, the products there are far more abundant than my current hill, and the proximity to the water source, and the scenery is bubbling.

But I still restrained my desires, the reason is still my suspicions, I can't judge what exists there, even a wild beast will cost me my life, not to mention if I meet some primitive tribe or savage, I don't want to watch myself like my pigeon being thrown into the fire to roast and eat, not to mention the benefits of living here, because this hill has nothing but this meadow and a small puddle more than a hundred meters away, Such natural conditions will not attract any wild beasts to patronize, and in her heart, Nan Nan has been comforting herself.

The house did not move, but I still remembered the paradise, and it was not long before I forgot how I was so frightened that I almost peed my pants that day, and I went back there to make a very simple shack with four natural trees with branches cut off and rattan instead of ropes, and the hut was still surrounded by a fence, which was as high as my own, and the gaps between the fences were stuffed with the branches of low bushes. I even made a simple watchtower out of another tree next to the shack, and carved out of the trunk with an axe as many footholds that I could step on, so that I could climb to the top of the tree at any time to hide myself or observe the movement around me.

The work was not fully completed until almost February, and at this point, not counting my property in Beijing, I also have two other houses and yards, a small farm yard and a beach house, which is definitely a wealthy crowd in China, but I don't know where to go to get the real estate certificate.

I still didn't dare to touch the red grapes on the edge of the paradise, although there were traces of unknown creatures eating those grapes, but the bitten off rhizomes and the mess around them were not even caused by the scratching and biting of the creatures after poisoning, and feeding the grapes to the pigeons for the pigeons to test the poison only to remember that the birds do not eat things with too much moisture, so I had to carry a few bunches of grapes and hang them on the branches of the courtyard to dry naturally, waiting for the raisins to become raisins and then let the pigeons test the poison, if the pigeons eat fine, then I have one more food source.

It is also because of these grapes that I seem to have slowly touched the pattern of the four seasons on this island, grapes and crops like millet can ripen between December and February (I really don't know which month they ripen), if the harvest season here is from October to January, then it means that I will only try to sow the grains of rice seeds that I picked last time in April and May this year, but frankly I don't know what the seeds look like. I don't know if the seed needs to be removed from the earthy yellow chaff on the surface to be considered a seed, but I know that the seed needs to be stored in a dry place before it can be planted, and I can't wait for my guess of April or May to plant, thinking that maybe this place is like the mainland of Guangdong, the climate is similar to the four seasons, as long as I water often, I should be able to grow things.

How stupid it turned out to be, but that was months later.

I divided the small handful of grains in my hand into four parts, two of which were reserved for April and May to be planted again, which was safer, and one of the other two parts was stripped of the outer skin (I really don't know if the seeds were peeled or just raw, and after a rainy season of more than ten days, the grass on the surface was pulled out, and the soil was loosened with the small shovel I had made, and then I sowed the seeds.

I was convinced that this was not the result of my laziness, in fact I would come back to the small puddle at the edge of the yard almost every day with water from a cleaned coconut husk (no coconut flesh or coconut oil), and I had to make dozens of trips a day to water all the seeds, but I still found nothing, which made me very frustrated.

Luckily, at the end of March, after a heavy rain, a lot of sprouts suddenly appeared in my "crop field", and judging by the plot, the sprouts were all unpeeled grains.

On the same day, I hurriedly ran to the small country shack in the outdoor peach orchard in the courtyard, found a vacant lot, and scattered the remaining half of the seeds in my hand one by one.

I can feel myself growing, this is the only spiritual pursuit in my boring life, in fact, I don't need more food, after all, I can find food here all year round, at least there is meat to eat, although sometimes I am hungry for a day, such as heavy rain for more than ten days and can not go out, but since that illness, I have habitually stored coconut and a small amount of barbecue, I cut the grilled meat into slices and dipped some seawater and hung in the crop field to let the wind dry, I also set up a few straw men in the fields dressed in the expensive women's silk dresses I found in the wooden boxes, and brought the dried meat back to the cave in the evening, and after a few months I had at least a store of dried meat in the cave that would allow me to eat for a month, and I was still drying new goods.

This sowing gave me a lot of harvest after a few months, of course, it was not food, because I only sowed a few hundred seeds, and a small half of them did not germinate because I peeled off the shell of the two hundred and five, and the grain that was harvested was very similar to millet, but slightly larger than millet, much smaller than rice, and, most importantly, this thing can be sown twice a year, and I am most pleased with it: "It can be eaten, and it can be ground into flour"!

Another harvest came from the sowing process, and by chance I went back to the courtyard of the peach orchard to look at the crops, only to find that many of the branches of the dwarf shrubs I had stuffed in the middle of the fence around the courtyard had actually dug into the soil and sprouted new shoots, and new branches had sprouted one by one, which gave me a new idea, why didn't I plant a row of trees on the periphery of the villa by the sea? If it does, is there a better way to hide me from it?

After rummaging in the forest for nearly two days, I wanted to use the kind of hardwood tree that almost destroyed my axe before as the foundation of the new exterior wall, but I felt that this kind of tree must grow very slowly, and I had to dig up a lot of small trees with some densely growing tree species and plant them one by one around my yard, and the density was not small, it was easy to say, but this job took me almost a year, and some of the small trees were found dead within a few months of moving, and they had to be dug up and dried for firewood, and then moved to a new one. They grew quickly, and with their original height, it didn't take long for them to grow dense leaves that blocked my fences, making me feel safer.

During the days of the tree, I also found a kind of clay-like soil in the depths of the forest, I carried some of them back with plastic sheeting and wooden boxes, and then mixed coconut boiling water and mud, so that the mud was mixed with coconut oil, and the mixed soil was hand-kneaded into a pot-sized water container, and then burned in the fireplace, and I was always worried that it would crack during the burning process, and the actual situation was exactly what I thought, with a muffled sound, the adobe cracked in half.

I tried to make adobe by adding some dry branches and hay to the clay, and it was obviously much better, but there were a lot of cracks, and in some places the cracks were so big that they couldn't hold water at all.

After a lot of experimentation, I still found some patterns. In the end, it is still mixed with some hay and mud, but no longer use small branches, pay attention to the degree of dryness of the adobe when firing, find that the surface is dry, take it out first, and when the temperature drops a little, smear it again with coconut meat on the surface, and then send it in to burn, repeat five or six times, the final product can not only hold water, but also play a role in storage, I suddenly remembered those grapes near the courtyard, if the raisins and pigeons are all right, then I can burn some earthen jars to put the grapes in and ferment, Is that what wine is all about?

I suddenly felt that such an idea was fresh, although I knew that I would never do it, firstly, because I had a question mark in my heart about the craftsmanship of wine, and I believed that it would never be so simple; The second is that there are dozens of boxes of Moutai in those wooden boxes behind me, which is enough for me to drink alcoholism, do I still need wine? After all, there are no big girls here who deserve me to fill the cave with flowers, perfume and a bottle or two of good wine to set the mood, so it's just a self-deprecating idea, at least for now, but many years later, I'm still making wine, and it's much better than these bottles of Moutai.