Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

Wooden house.

The furnishings in the house are simple, a wooden bed covered with a layer of animal skin.

An animal skull hangs on the wall as a decoration.

Then there is a longbow.

There are several bowls made of yellow clay piled up in the corner.

The kitchen and the bedroom in the house are not separated, they are gathered together.

On the right is the kitchen.

Dig a hole in the floor and this is a simple stove.

Around the stove, Chief Damir sat upright, with his son Kuha and his wife Nahala on the left and right sides.

Down there are Ayi and Mo Qing and their group.

Hot soup was boiled on the stove in front of everyone. A wooden board was used as a partition in the soup. Red soup was on one side and clear soup on the other. Condiments and processed vegetables and meat were placed on the side with bowls and plates.

Looking at this scene, Mo Qing suddenly felt magical. He actually ate hot pot in the savage tribe?
Or mandarin duck pot? !

Damir greeted everyone warmly. Mo Qing and his group could not understand what he said, so they had to ask Ayi to translate.

But if you want to understand Ayi's Mandarin, you generally need to guess part of the meaning.

So communication between the two sides is extremely difficult.

Mo Qing could only maintain an awkward yet polite smile, saying from time to time: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, um, yes, yes, yes, yes."

Wait for a series of perfunctory words.

It's like dealing with a group of relatives who urge you to talk about marriage at home during the Chinese New Year.

While talking, Damir gave Zhang Yiming a thumbs up, as if praising him.

Ayi translated: "Hotpot, yours, good, great"

Zhang Yiming said with a smile: "We have a lot of delicacies there. If you like it, uncle, we can teach you more."

Listening to what he said, Mo Qing dared to believe that Zhang Yiming taught Damir to make this hot pot.

Damir laughed out loud after listening to Ayi's translation.

Later, during the chat, Mo Qing learned what Zhang Yiming and others had done in the tribe in the past few days.

The tribal people love martial arts and worship the strong. On the second day after entering the tribe, Zhang Yiming played a friendly boxing match with several wild men.

With his physique and strength, few in the tribe could defeat him.

So after a few days, he received the respect of the Oneida people.

Lin Yuyan was not idle either, teaching women to weave wooden frames from tree branches or other handmade products every day.

and handling of personal hygiene.

As a nurse, Song Lingxiu was naturally in charge of medicine.

Whenever the members of the tribe have any headaches or brain injuries, they will come to her to have a look.

In just a few days, the trio's reputation in the tribe has been rising day by day.

That's why, after learning about Mo Qing's news, Zhang Yiming was able to directly lead the tribe to rescue him.

After Damir finished praising the others, he turned his attention to Mo Qing.

His happy expression still didn't disappear, he patted Mo Qing's shoulder with his broad palm, and spoke earnestly.

With a simple and honest smile on his face, Mo Qing nodded slightly from time to time to cover up his embarrassment, and at the same time glanced at Ayi beside him, waiting for her translation.

However, Ayi blushed and froze in place.

Mo Qing's hand poked her leg secretly, and the latter reacted hastily.

"Mo, my dad, yes, you, I..." Ayi's fingers were intertwined, with a shy expression on his face.

Mo Qing was stunned. What's wrong with this girl? Could it be that she doesn't know how to use words?
"Ayi, what did your father say?"

"Keep, marry" Ayi hesitated and mumbled out two words.

"oh, I see"

Mo Qing suddenly realized that it turned out that he and Ayi were meant to...

"Fuck, what?!"

Mo Qing immediately jumped up after reacting, "Chief, I don't think it's right, this is absolutely impossible!"

Damir thought it was Mo Qing who knew the news, so excited, he stood up, patted the shoulder of the future son-in-law, and calmed his emotions.

As a mother, Nahala looked at her daughter softly.

Ayi on the side heard Mo Qing reject the request without hesitation. Although she had expected this result, she still couldn't help feeling disappointed.

After all, which girl doesn't want to be able to stay together with the person she likes?

It's just that the person she loves has already belonged to her.

Ayi told Damir Mo Qing's refusal.

Damir's face, which was originally happy, turned dark instantly. He looked dissatisfied, and his voice became louder, as if he was scolding Mo Qing for his blindness.

Ayi did not translate this sentence, but explained it to his father.

As the two father and daughter talked, their voices became louder and turned into a quarrel.

Mo Qing, who was caught in the middle, didn't know how to persuade him.

The language barrier is flawed.

In the end, everyone broke up after the meal.

Mo Qing walked out of the wooden house, the warm sunshine outside fell on his body, his mood was not as clear as the sky today.

It was cloudy there.

Unexpectedly, the development of the situation turned into this.

But what worries him even more is whether these savages will detain him here and force him to marry Ayi.

It's not that Ayi is bad, on the contrary, she is a good girl, hardworking, down-to-earth, smart and cute.

All the words used to describe beauty in the world can be used on this girl.

However, Mo Qing already had someone else in her heart.

He looked at the person standing next to him, and held her by the hand, "I said I'm a good-looking talent. When I first came, the chief asked me to be his son-in-law. Haha, I'm not very charismatic!"

Mo Qing said this in a joking tone, keeping his eyes fixed on Han Ling's face, trying to see a little jealousy from it.

It is a very happy thing for any man to see the woman he loves jealous because of him.

It means that she has always loved you deeply and valued you in her heart.

However, Han Ling's eyes were calm, and he said calmly, "That's it."

So be it, whether it is in daily life or in the communion of soul and flesh, it is a very hurtful sentence.

Mo Qing felt very distressed, he asked: "I said I was going to be kidnapped to be my son-in-law, are you not angry at all?"

"Why am I angry? If you want to go, then go." Han Ling said indifferently.

Mo Qing sighed deeply, as expected, people's hearts can change.

Han Ling continued to walk forward, looking at the lonely Mo Qing from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

There was a slight smile on her lips.

Jealous?
Of course not, when Mo Qing's first reaction was to reject Damir, she knew that the man beside her would not leave her.

The two have gone through so much ups and downs together, it is no longer something that can be changed by a few words or any outsider.

Mo Qing was very sad, he wanted to find someone to comfort his weak heart, but Zhang Yiming, a thief, had already brought Lin Yuyan to love me.

Song Lingxiu went to treat her patient.

Now he was alone.

But not quite.

"Mo"