The movable wall of the shelter was installed, and there was a small door on the movable wall. Everyone hid in the shelter in a daze, listening to the sound of wind and rain hitting the tarpaulin outside.
Bang bang bang...
Like a lullaby, making people sleepy.
Everyone does the same thing, especially after working all day yesterday and half a day this morning, I happened to take a nap with this lullaby.
Even Wu Hu, who had no habit of napping, fell asleep without realizing it.
Wu Hu slept until after two o'clock when he suddenly woke up. It was still windy and rainy outside, and the crackling sound from the tarpaulin never stopped.
Wu Hu stuttered and wanted to drink some water. As soon as he got out of bed, he found some water on the ground. He looked up and found that there was no water leaking from the top of the shelter.
It was obvious that the water seeped in from underneath the wall.
Wu Hu quickly picked up the plantains and plantain flowers placed in the corner of the shelter and put them aside on his bed. The bottom of the plantains was already a little wet. He hung the bottom outside the bed to prevent the water droplets from getting wet on his soft bed.
The sound of 'cha-cha' stepping on the ground gradually woke everyone up.
"Fat Tiger, what are you doing?" Sister Cai stood up and asked.
The others also gradually sat up and looked at Wu Hu confused.
But at this time Wu Hu had already finished the work.
Wu Hu said: "We didn't dig a drainage ditch outside our house, and the rainwater from outside seeped in through the gaps at the bottom of the wall. Fortunately, our luggage was placed on the bed, and the smoked fish was hung on the beam. There were only these plantains on the ground.
And banana flowers..."
After everyone heard this, they looked at the ground and found that there was indeed some water on the grass.
As for the firewood near the movable wall, everyone didn't pay much attention to it. Even if it got wet, it only wetted the bottom part, and the top part could still be used to light a fire.
Sister Cai said: "It seems that when the rain stops, we have to dig a drainage ditch around the shelter. In addition, we also have to make a few shelves to store the food..."
There are seven big bunches of plantains, each bunch is arranged in seven or eight rows. The bunches are placed on the bed, taking up most of Wu Hu's bed.
Lao Hu looked at the bunches of green plantains next to him and said, "How about we eat roasted plantains tonight! It would be a pity if they were kept for a long time and would rot."
"I have no objection." Wu Hu said, taking off his shirt.
Lao Hu laughed and scolded: "Fat Tiger, what are you doing? Are you acting like a hooligan?"
Wu Hu gave him a big look, "There is water on the ground. I have to go outside and move some rocks in so that I can put them under and make a fire. If it keeps raining, should we drink the rain water directly? Without a fire, you
How to bake bananas..."
If there wasn't a girl around, he would have to take off his pants.
Pushing open the small door on the movable wall, Wu Hu braved the wind and rain and walked out proudly.
Zhan Langjing chuckled and shook his head, "Pang Hu is quite thoughtful and hard-working, but the fat on his body is a bit irritating to the eyes. I hope he can lose it soon!"
Sister Cai smiled and said: "It is definitely possible to reduce the weight, as long as he can persist on this desert island long enough. Have you ever watched some solo survival programs? I have watched a contestant before.
He has lost more than 180 kilograms to 120 kilograms, with an average weight loss of more than one kilogram per day. If it weren't for the fact that he lost weight so fast and the program team was afraid that his heart would not be able to bear the load, the guy would probably be able to continue to hold on..."
Yahuazi said: "That program is different from ours. His program was a one-man wilderness survival for 100 days, and ours was a team survival. He didn't eat much when he was surviving. If we were like that contestant, we would probably
I can’t hold on for long.”
When everyone thought about it, the corners of their lips twitched slightly. If they had been hungry for dozens of days like that player, they would have become skin and bones long ago!
Fat Tiger, on the other hand, is so fat that he can last for a long time.
Sister Iron Hammer scratched her head and smiled bitterly, "Don't say I persisted for so long. It has only been a few days and my hair is already greasy. If I don't wash my hair, it will probably become a chicken coop."
Sister Yahuazi and Mina touched their hair, looking like they felt the same.
Speaking of this, Milkcha Lun and Lao Hu couldn't help scratching their heads, and the more they scratched, the more itchy they became.
Sister Cai smiled and said: "It's okay. Let's soak some alkaline water with plant ash later. Although it is not as effective as shampoo, it can still remove the greasiness."
Bah...
While everyone was talking, a stone the size of a washbasin flew in from the small door.
Zhan Langjing stood up and moved forward to move the stones into the shelter. Sister Cai instructed Zhan Langjing to put the stones in the middle...
Not long after, a simple stone stove was built around the previous stone. A few pieces of wood were placed in the stone stove. Old Hu took tinder and flint to light the fire.
Not long after, a bonfire was lit in the stone stove, which was much brighter and warmer.
At this time, Wu Hu came in with a pot of water and said: "The river water has become turbid. I am catching the rainwater..."
Sister Cai nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, it will be the same even if it is boiled!"
Lao Hu greeted: "Fat Tiger, come and warm yourself by the fire, don't catch a cold."
Wu Hu did not refuse. Da Ma Jin Dao sat by the stove fire, twisting his wet trousers.
When several girls saw this, they looked at each other and lay down. Sister Cai smiled and said: "Fat Tiger, you'd better change your pants first! Lao Hu, Brother Jing, block him..."
Lao Hu laughed loudly, "Turn off the camera, turn off the camera, what follows is not suitable for children!"
In their personal live broadcast room, countless fans laughed and cursed, "Shut up! Who wants to see that damn fat guy? He must be small and short..."
"What's the difference? At worst, I'll charge you as a VIP!"
"Support the King of Land Quan Guo to appear on the scene!"
"Support +1!"
"Hahaha……"
Not long after, Wu Hu quickly changed into a pair of trousers, and then hung the wet trousers by the bonfire to bake. As for the wet trousers, Wu Hu was too embarrassed to take them out and bake them for fear of disturbing others. After all, there were girls here, so he had better wait for them in the evening.
When you fall asleep, let’s bake quietly!
Sister Mina looked at Wu Hu's big pants and exclaimed: "How do I feel that one leg of Brother Hu's pants is almost as big as my skirt..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and then laughed.
Wu Hu coughed slightly, added firewood to the stove, and said, "It hurts my heart, sister Na!"
When everyone heard this, they laughed again.
Not long after, the water boiled, and everyone held coconut shells, drank the boiling water, and chatted, and then the topic turned to the overall activities of the program team.
"Brother Lun, I think you should sing old songs from the past!" Wu Hu said: "I don't know if the program team will provide band accompaniment for everyone. If not, then so many of us choose to sing, so we need your support.
Is it enough for a rehearsal with everyone accompanying me for just a few days?"
Milk Cha Lun thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he stopped being persistent.
As a result, in the live broadcast room of Milk Cha Lun, countless fans began to scold Wu Hu for being nosy.
Although there are many rational fans, the combat effectiveness of rational fans is completely inadequate.
The program team is actually discussing this issue as well.
If there is no band accompaniment, the performance of the show will be difficult to judge. Some of the stars in the team may not all be able to play musical instruments.
Among the other teams, no one carries an instrument like Milk Cha Lun.
But if there is a band accompaniment, the flavor of survival in the wild is lost.