Infinite Disaster Survival.

Ever since harvesting the bamboo rice, Wen Zheng felt extremely fulfilled.Even if the amount of bamboo rice is not much, you can only eat it once in a while, but after eating bamboo rice, you will be in a good mood, and you will sleep well when you are in a good mood. If you sleep well, you will be full of energy every day.

With this kind of energy, Wen Zheng quickly built the pigpen where the pigs are raised, except for the roof that can keep out the rain.

Unexpectedly, the heavy rain did not give him this time.

On the beach a few hundred meters away, there is a brightly colored bird flying towards here, followed by a man surrounded by plants all over his body.The bamboo baskets in his hands and the bamboo baskets on his back were all palm leaves used to weave rain curtains. Wen Zheng, who was wearing a grass skirt, could not see the road ahead, and ran towards the cave relying on his own memory.

Today's air is extremely dry and dull, thinking that the two little wild boars' house does not have a roof yet, Wen Zheng still goes out to collect palm leaves.Even though I hurried back after seeing the change in the sky, it was still not as fast as the rainstorm. Before I reached the cave, the big raindrops fell on my body.

The dark sky seemed to open the door, and the rain poured down. In just a few minutes, the scattered raindrops turned into a particularly ferocious torrential rain, washing everything on this deserted island.

Putting the palm leaves in his hands on top of his head, Wen Zheng wiped off the rainwater hanging from his face, but stopped in his footsteps. The two reclaimed farmlands were tens of meters away.The importance of the crops grown in the farmland to him is self-evident. I don't know if the heavy rain will have any impact.Wen Zheng hurriedly ran over, his eyes carefully scanning the rainwater on the ground.

The rice with a relatively short growth period in the two fields has sprouted long ago, and even the barley has shown its head these days.

This is the No. 80 day of survival on a deserted island. It is also half a month after the crops are sown, and the gramineous plants can be clearly seen to be different from the wild grasses that grow naturally next to them.

Farming has never been an easy job, that is to say, it is much easier after modern society has all kinds of machines that replace human labor. But when there were no such machines in the past, farmers spent most of their time in the field, worrying about the harvest when harvesting not good.

Wen Zheng is not afraid of hard work, but after the seeds are planted, he is really relaxed.It's not that he didn't want to do it, but that he really couldn't do it, so he said watering. The fresh water collected in those bamboo tubes was enough for him and Tuantuan to drink daily, and the groundwater collected in the dug storage pit was for wild boars. How can there be fresh water to irrigate the fields.As for pouring it with sea water?This is because they are afraid that these seedlings will not die fast enough.

At that time, the hay was burned on the ground, which may have killed a lot of grass seeds and insect eggs. Up to now, there have not been too many weeds growing in the ground, and Wen Zheng has dealt with the few that emerged. There are still Tuan Tuan around.As for the birds on the island, some like to hunt in the sea, and some like to forage on the mountains. Usually no birds stay here, and there are no now.

Maybe when the rice is ripe, there will be birds stealing it, and then you can build a scarecrow.But after thinking about Tuantuan's performance these days, Wen Zheng felt that there was no need to worry at all.

A few days ago, I went to the mountain to pick bamboo rice. In the bamboo forest, I met a big white bird that was almost twice the size of Shi Tuan Tuan. Of course, in Wen Zheng's opinion, this big white bird was far less beautiful than Tuan Tuan.Wen Zheng was so absorbed in collecting bamboo rice in the bamboo forest that he didn't notice that Tuantuan had disappeared.Bamboo rice is different from rice in that it doesn't attract birds to peck at it very much, so Wen Zheng, who has no competitors, is not in a hurry. He waited to see that the bamboo basket was almost filled, and then thought of calling Tuantuan to go home together.

Wen Zheng always thought that Tuantuan had slipped out to play, but when he saw Tuantuan's feathers flying back in a mess, his heart twitched, and he immediately held Tuantuan to check, thinking about revenge for Tuantuan.Tuantuan's body has lost a lot of feathers, here and there, there are patches here and there, all of which are pecked wounds, which must have been done by a bird.

After going back that day, Wen Zheng was studying the traps for catching birds and the bows and arrows for shooting birds. The bows and arrows took time to make slowly, but the traps were set up in the bamboo forest the next day, and there were special birds that Tuantuan loved most. Food.The bird traps didn't work. There weren't many birds in the bamboo forest, and the big white bird Wen Zheng wanted to catch hadn't caught up yet.

Moreover, Tuantuan hadn't heard Wen Zheng's Dundun teachings yet. He flew into the bamboo forest every day, rubbed Wen Zheng's face, and then disappeared. When Wen Zheng finished picking the bamboo rice, Tuantuan came back with scars all over his body.Wen Zheng was worried every day, the traps were of no use, something went wrong in the process of making bows and arrows, he couldn't do anything with the big white bird that could only fly.

In the past few days, Wen Zheng felt that Tuantuan was a boy who was rebellious and did not learn well. He knew how to fight outside every day, and he was an old father who worked hard to raise the child every day, but couldn't control the child. If the children learn to be bad, it is the children outside who lead them to be bad.

Tuantuan is usually so obedient, but he suddenly learned to fight. It must be the big white bird outside who provoked him.

This kind of life lasted for nearly a week, the feathers on his head were pecked off a lot, and Tuan Tuan, who was completely bald, also became stronger. Finally, instead of coming back disheveled that day, he flew around Wen Zheng triumphantly. , and then let go of his mouth to let the feather in his mouth slowly fall onto Wen Zheng's palm.

It was a long white feather, and it belonged to the big white bird at first glance. At that time, Wen Zheng felt a mixture of emotions such as gratification, pride, pride, anger, and worry.Anyway, from that day on, the traps in the bamboo forest were dismantled, and he stopped making bows and arrows. Wen Zheng believed that with Tuantuan himself, he would definitely be able to deal with the big white bird.

I believe that Tuantuan will become the king of birds sooner or later, and as long as there are birds who dare to steal food, Tuantuan will entertain them.

Wen Zheng looked at the feathers that hadn't grown yet, and wanted to accompany him in the rain, and pulled him into his arms, leaning his upper body slightly to keep out the wind and rain.

The terrain of the farmland is relatively high. Although Wen Zheng tried his best to find a flat place, there is still a small slope. Now the rainwater hits the ground, and after gathering, some mud flows down the slope.Those young seedlings that grew were still very short, neither bent by the wind nor washed out of the soil by the rain, and they seemed to be more energetic after being nourished by the rain after a long drought.

Moreover, Wen Zheng also dug a shallow ditch around the farmland, the gray muddy water flowed into the ditch first, and when the rain stopped, the fresh water in the ditch could moisten the two fields again.

Wen Zheng ran back to the cave after seeing the farmland, his whole body was drenched, and he hurriedly added firewood to the clay stove.Tuantuan, who had always been with Wen Zheng and never returned, turned into a drowned bird. The smooth feathers on his body were waterproof, but the soft hair on his head and neck became limp after being soaked in water, and his pink scalp was gone. The handsome man in the past has become as pitiful as he wants, and he still has a cute feeling.

Put all the water-receiving containers in the cave, including bamboo tubes, plastic bottles, coconut shells, etc., outside the cave. Just as Wen Zheng was about to go back to the cave to take off his wet clothes, amidst the sound of pouring rain, he heard two The whining of a wild boar.

Wen Zheng rubbed his hair and sighed, found the useless plastic sheet in the cave, put a mask made of leaves on his face, and ran out of the cave with a rope.

I ran to the pigsty within a few steps. Even though the bamboo above couldn't keep out the rain, the two tied wild boars still hid in the pigsty, at least it could block the wind.The two young wild boars huddled together, and the rainwater on them flowed from the gaps between the bamboos, dripped into the pigsty, and then flowed from the holes in the wooden wall to the outside of the pigsty, the earth pit dug specially on the downhill.

Even with leaves hanging on his face, the smell of the pigsty can't be concealed from time to time.Wen Zheng closed the door on one side of the pigsty, then carefully covered the bamboo roof with a plastic sheet, and tied it with a rope.

Wen Zheng now regrets that he didn't arrange the order of building the pigsty well, which resulted in him having to run out on rainy days.When he first started building the pigsty, Wen Zheng didn't think too much, so he found a suitable place and surrounded it with wooden sticks.

At that time, the four walls had already surrounded the two sides. Wen Zheng was cleaning up the manure of two wild boars that day, and suddenly thought that he should build another pit outside the pigsty.These two wild boars are kept in the pigsty, so that the excrement can be easily cleaned and entered into the pit, so that it can be fertilized naturally.

After thinking about it at the time, Wen Zheng began to dig a hole, which caused the roof to be suspended from the rain, and now he can only use plastic sheeting to deal with it.Wen Zheng poured the fermented fertilizer into the ground when he realized that the weather was not right in the morning, but now he doesn't have to worry about the pit.

In fact, it shouldn't be a big problem for wild boars to be drenched in the rain, but these two wild boars have made a lot of contributions.The cultivated land has helped Wen Zheng a lot, and now it can still provide fertilizer. More importantly, two days ago, an unlucky snake came from nowhere. After Wen Zheng and Tuantuan came back, the nearly one-meter-long python Has been played to death by two wild boars.

The weather has been sweltering for several days, and the sudden torrential rain brought a bit of coolness.Wen Zheng ran back to the cave after laying down the plastic sheeting. The flames in the earthen stove were already blazing, and he suddenly felt the heat, and Wen Zheng sneezed under the alternation of hot and cold.

Rainy days are actually a good time to take a bath. The salt in the sea water is too high to be suitable for bathing. If you want to wash your body thoroughly, you have to wait until it rains to scrub.

It hadn't rained for a while, and Wen Zheng was looking forward to the rain, but it made him sneezed, and his mood immediately turned bad.He has never been sick since he went to the island, and this sneezing always gave him a bad feeling.

Hanging the wet grass skirt on the rock wall, Wen Zheng stayed in front of the clay stove and changed into clean clothes. He took the shark sleeping bag sewn two days ago and put himself in it, leaving his head and arms outside.

Holding the freshly boiled hot water in his hand, Wen Zheng prayed while drinking.

Don't get sick!