The people who fell on Horseshoe Island finally realized that they would definitely not be able to leave this island lightly in a short period of time, and they had to be prepared for a long-term battle.

The monkey asked me if I wanted to build a bed, and I thought about it for a while, and decided that I would talk about the bed tomorrow, and that sleeping on top of the hammock should be no problem. Yesterday, it was because it was too tiring to explore the island, so everyone would lie on the beach, look at the stars and fall asleep. Sleep in a hammock tonight, and you shouldn't encounter sea snakes again.

After yesterday's non-stop exploration of the island, I learned that there is a stream, and the problem of fresh water and washing has been solved, and all that remains is the problem of food. However, there are banana trees and cassava on the island, as well as thirst-quenching coconuts, and if you can't do it, you can go to the sea to fish, and it is not a problem to eat. The question is, when will the rescue ships come?

The only thing people can do now is wait, wait, endlessly.

Zha Ling'er went to pick fruit with the monkey, the fat man got a wooden stick, and began to practice in a corner of the beach. I was fine with Seventh Master Cha, so I started to think about the problem of building a bed that the monkey said before. It seems that on this island, except for the ordinary life, there are no other thoughts.

After Zha Qiye and I built a shelf on the bed, the monkey who picked the fruit came back with Zha Ling'er, and they were lucky to find wild papaya.

Life on Horseshoe Island is extremely ordinary and boring, and I have nothing to do, so we started to build a wooden bed, and just set up a big frame, the duo of picking fruits, and came back.

The fat man who finished the practice also came over to help build the bed, under the concerted efforts of everyone. A simple wooden bed was built. Everyone lay on it and watched the blue sky connect with the sea in the distance, and the white clouds were like naughty little sheep. Raised hooves jumped into the sea, such a beautiful scenery made everyone's mood. They were so comfortable that they almost fell asleep.

I don't know whose stomach screamed, breaking this fairytale-like beauty, I sat up from the wooden bed, smiled and said to everyone, "Go, catch the fish." ”

There were no fishing tools, so the people decided to make their own fishing tools, which was not a difficult task at all.

When I was a child, in the countryside of my hometown in Northeast China, there were almost no electronic devices in those days. Whoever had a radio was considered a rich family, and at that time, the only electrical appliance in my and the fat man's house was a flashlight. The children were playing, either fishing in the river or digging birds' nests in the woods. The toys are all made by yourself, such as a slingshot for hunting birds and a harpoon for fishing. The tools for catching dragonflies are very simple. Find a forked branch and glue a spider web to the top of the fork, and you can catch a dragonfly with a sticky spider web. It's like catching a frog. Just your bare hands, no tools at all. That era full of innocence and childlike fun has cultivated children's ability to use their brains and hands.

Fishing rods for fishing. It is made of straight branches, and the stitching needle holder is burned and bent on the fire. Make a fish hook. The nylon silk thread with very good toughness is kneaded together to make a fishing line. Tie a pebble to a plumb skull. Then they dig earthworms under the trees and use them as bait, and they sit on the low rock walls on both sides of the horseshoe-shaped islands to fish.

No one thought that such a simple prop could catch fish, I don't know if the earthworms are too delicious, or the vigilance of the fish here is too low.

Dinner was a feast of grilled fish and fish soup, and everyone sat around the fire with round bellies and began to chat.

The monkey first asked where the smoke man had gone, and why he hadn't seen him for a day.

The answer to this question is the mysterious Smoke Boy, who disappears often, no one knows what he's doing, and there's no need to worry about where he's going. When it's time to come back, he thinks he'll come back, and he doesn't have to worry about something dangerous happening to him.

I was woken up early in the morning by an uninvited rainstorm, but the storm lasted less than a cigarette before it was replaced by a sunny white cloud. A long and boring day came again, and the extremely bored people all sat around the rocks on the outer side of Horseshoe Island to fish. The fish are still scrambling to be hoisted ashore, and they have long since lost the excitement they had when they first started catching fish.

The fish that can't be eaten are kept in the rock karst ditch near the rock wall, and they are not afraid that the rolling waves at high tide will take the fish away. Maybe I will learn Jiang Taigong here, and there will also be a phenomenon of wishers taking the bait. If this continues, everyone may have to change from inverted craftsmen to fishermen.

After countless bumpy experiences, thrilling experiences, I have never had such a comfortable life, it seems to be an idyllic island life, the days are dull and boring, time disappears silently, but everyone seems to have aged dozens of years all of a sudden.

There are no terrifying creatures on Horseshoe Island, no thrilling experiences, only endless and long waits and silent torture. The crowd gradually began to wonder if they would be able to wait for the arrival of the rescue ship in their lifetime.

The mysterious smoke man, only occasionally returning to the camp at night, and then sleeping in the hammock without saying a word, when everyone woke up, he disappeared again, I don't know what he was busy with?

The rest of the people had nothing to do, either swimming in the sea or sitting on the rocks fishing, and the rest of the day they lay on their wooden beds basking in the sun, and they were all fat and tanned like Africans. Being trapped on the island is not for nothing, everyone's skills in climbing trees are getting better, and even Zha Ling'er can quickly climb up the coconut tree that is more than ten meters high. The ability to make all kinds of primitive tools has improved by leaps and bounds, and the chopsticks cut out of the branches are almost the same as those sold in stores. Even using coconut leaves to weave all kinds of food utensils, it seems that everyone, imperceptibly, has begun to gradually adapt to the life of the uninhabited island.

At night, the breeze is pleasant, and the dark blue seaside is covered with white waves, like the foam of beer. In the hot summer, such a night is the best time to drink beer and nibble on chicken feet!

The white sand beach gradually begins to warm up after the sun disappears. But it's still soft and very comfortable to step on. After walking around the beach, I found that the monkey was far away from the crowd and sitting alone on the rocks on the outer side of Horseshoe Island, so I walked over and sat beside him. (To be continued......)

PS: [Mumi has something to say] Please give a reward to the local tyrants and rich women on the other side, please give a reward, this story is very exciting, please don't pretend to ignore it!