A grilled fish with nothing in it is really delicious. The grilled fish and grilled meat on the TV look oily. Put it on a deserted island where there is nothing. It is dry and tasteless. Watching All knocked down.

But just looking at such a shabby grilled fish, the four of them wanted to swallow all the bones. Well, Feng Xiu was inexperienced, so he baked the fish bones crispy. Although it was a bit bitter, it was still chewy. It can be used as meat to fill the stomach.

Song Ruanmeng was still the slowest one to eat. Feng Xiu clapped his hands and looked at the sand surface beside him. There was an unformed design drawing on it. He walked over curiously and saw that it was a very simple-looking building. House plans.

Classmate Xu and Lin Mu also noticed this, and the three of them began to discuss head to head, and at the same time, they drew shapes little by little on another open space that they had discussed.

Student Xu: "A house in the jungle should have a good-looking roof. It must be able to withstand the wind and rain. It must also be beautiful and vivid, so that the ratings will stand out."

Feng Xiu nodded and swished the branch.

Lin Shu: "A house in the jungle should have at least two windows, one facing the sun and the other ventilated."

Feng Xiu continued to nod, holding the branch to swipe.

Student Xu: "A house in the jungle should have a chimney. When it rains, we can move the fire in to make a fire, which is warm and convenient."

Feng Xiu nodded, swish, swish, swish.

Lin Mu: "If you have a chimney, you must have a stove."

"Put a table next to the wall, make it bigger, maybe we will have new members."

"The most important thing is to have a big bed, keep it away from the ground, and keep it away from moisture."

"Well, the stool is also very important. When you have nothing to do, sit in front of the house and watch the sunrise, sunset, and sea. Well, it's so beautiful."

Feng Xiu continued to agree, frantically.

The more Song Ruanmeng heard something was wrong, he tore off the last fattest piece of meat from the fish skeleton and put it in his mouth, and walked over to have a look.Feng Xiu's painting skills are quite good. It seems that he should have learned graphic design. With a few simple strokes, he drew Lin Mu and the jungle house that student Xu envisioned.

The interior furniture has everything that one expects to find, and the porch and built-in wardrobe are also painted. Forget about these, there are even stairs!

Song Ruanmeng became more and more speechless as he looked at it. He stretched out his tongue and dragged the fish sticking out of it into his mouth, and at the same time he was able to comment clearly: "Well, the design is very good, and the drawing skills are not bad. I need to make a call. Call, do you want a professional construction team to come over?"

Classmate Xu clapped her hands with excitement on her face: "Yes, it's best to find a designer to evaluate it, see..." As she spoke, she felt something was wrong, and it took a while to realize that they were too involved, and even Forget that this is a deserted island with nothing, and there is a group of cold-blooded directors who are staring at me and preparing to deduct points!

Feng Xiu and Lin Mu also recovered from their wild fantasies, threw away the sticks in annoyance, and lay down on the sand with a look of dispiritedness.

Owning a home designed by oneself is the dream of many people, especially the children who have just graduated from high school and are full of curiosity and intrusion into the world.Immersed in fantasy, they were awakened by the blow of Song Ruanmeng, and they felt that life was hopeless.

Classmate Xu put the back of his hand on his eyes, and said in a dull voice, "I really want to go home. I don't know if my parents miss me."

Lin Mu also looked at the sky with some disappointment: "At this time, my mother must have prepared a table of dishes and is ready to serve."

Feng Xiu: "Maybe it would be easier to build the stairs if they were erased?"

Student Xu & Lin Mu: ...

Looking at the dream home they imagined, Song Ruanmeng licked his fingers that still smelled of fish, picked up a branch at random, and painted and altered their drawings, saying, "Actually, it's not impossible, this The doors are nice, and the frames can be referenced, or can we do that?"

Speaking of building a house is not a ridiculous dream, the other three immediately threw away the little sadness, got up and looked at Song Ruanmeng's modified graphics, their eyes glowed.

"However," seeing the expectant eyes of the three children, Song Ruanmeng interrupted their fantasy without any guilt, "Before that, we must first get a temporary residence. Only when we really settle down can we have At this time, you have the energy to complete the house you imagined."

She looked around at the materials, and took the lead in expressing her thoughts. While speaking, she picked up two wooden sticks and began to gesture. The three of them nodded while listening to the sky, and it probably wouldn't rain in a short time, so The four of them hurried to work.

Feng Xiu removed the roof built yesterday, leaving only a boxy frame. Song Ruanmeng and others tied three wooden sticks into the shape of a mouth and placed them horizontally in the middle of the frame.The height of this zigzag frame is about one meter higher than that of the previous square. After fixing it, they started to make the roof.

In fact, the roof is very simple. It is to put two sticks cross-tied on the top of the head as a group, and the highest Feng sleeve is placed on the highest horizontal bar in the middle of the square frame. The shape of the house comes.

Classmate Xu rubbed his chin, not realizing that his dirty hands left a gray mark on his chin, and said with some depression, "It's so simple, why didn't I think of it before?"

"What about the roof?" Lin Mu looked at it, frowned and said, "Actually, the most important thing is the roof and the wall, otherwise we wouldn't have such a hard time in the rainy night."

Song Ruanmeng was able to propose to do this, naturally he had already thought of a countermeasure, but it was a bit inconvenient on the container. After thinking about it, he simply sat on the ground, picked up wooden sticks, chopped them into one-meter lengths with a stone axe, and placed them on top of the container with vines. A dozen wooden sticks were tied tightly at both ends to make five wooden rafts, and then four wooden rafts were firmly tied into a square, and placed on the bottom wooden raft, and a container was simply made .

but--

"What can this container hold?"

Song Ruanmeng spread a large leaf on the bottom of the container, nodded in satisfaction, and said to the two laborers, "You two, follow me to the jungle. Do you remember the quagmire we passed by yesterday?"

Regarding the matter of being left behind again, student Xu could only curl his lips, looking at the fire that was still burning, and the house that had not yet formed and needed protection, he could only suppress his eagerness to move.

Before leaving, Feng Xiu, the commander of the Ruan League of the Song Dynasty, cut a wooden stake with a height of 30 centimeters and a diameter of more than [-] centimeters. But it was missed by the four novices.This piece of wood has been left behind the house and I don't know what to do with it. This time it finally came in handy.

They cut the wooden stakes into seven or eight pieces with uniform thickness. Song Ruanmeng chose the three pieces with the widest cross-section and put them on the wooden container, and asked the two boys to carry them on and set off.

When several people were collecting materials and food yesterday, they passed by a quagmire with a large area. Xu classmate still felt that if he stepped into it and there was no one around him, he would really confess here.

Therefore, the memory of the three is still fresh, and under the leadership of Lin Shu with an excellent sense of direction, they quickly found the quagmire that day.

The surface of the quagmire here looks slightly flat, and I don't know what is underneath. If you dig it directly, will you be bitten by some poisonous bugs in the quagmire?With this in mind, she took three pieces of wood in advance, one for each person, and dug out the thick mud into the wooden frame.

Because the silt was thick and thick, it did not protrude from the untightened ground when it was placed in the wooden frame, but lay safely on the big leaves. Song Ruanmeng was only responsible for digging, and saw the height of the silt in the wooden frame. It's seven minutes, let them stop.

Feng Xiu looked at it and shook his head: "We two big men can move it, so let's fill it up, and we can save a few trips."

They were all smart people, until they started digging thick mud, they roughly understood Song Ruanmeng's thoughts, solved their inner confusion, did not discount their work, and watched the live broadcast in front of the TV The parents of several parties are both distressed and relieved.

As they imagined, the silt was used as cement.

When they arrived at the camp, student Xu had already divided the fire into two parts, thick smoke was billowing, and it looked like something was on fire from a distance.They threw large pieces of palm leaves on the houses, and after they were densely packed and not very ventilated, they began to spread the mud on the palm leaves with wood chips, not only on the outside, but also on the inside.

In order to prevent the palm leaves from being too thick to support the weight and collapse, the thickness of the pavement was only one centimeter in advance. A pile of fire was placed inside the house for smoking, and a pile of fire was placed outside the house for blessing, waiting for the silt to be smoked. After the soil was slightly dry and able to support a certain weight, they spread dense palm leaves on the previous mud again, and used the mud on the palm leaves.

Lin Mu rubbed his chin: "The fourth floor is probably okay, right?"

"Smoke it first." Feng Xiu looked at the silt in the wooden frame, "There is not much silt left. Pour the silt on the stone slab first, and the two of us will go to the jungle to get another basket."

Lin Mu shook his sleeves and sighed: "Okay."

He is not the big guy Feng Xiu, a container of one meter square can hold a hundred catties of mud, but he is exhausted.But thinking that the other two of their members are women, he will go to hell if he doesn't, so he can only grit his teeth and decide to hold on for a while.

Seeing the two strong laborers leave with the wooden frame, Song Ruanmeng, who was actually stronger than Lin Mu, looked at the pitiful Lin Mu without any guilt, sat on the ground with a satisfied face, and took the stone ax The not-so-thick branches were split in half and piled up densely on the side.

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