Sentinels will be equipped with high-calorie rations because they are often unable to eat normally when performing tasks. However, after White Pillow became Hua Mu's sentinel, he no longer performed military tasks, so he did not carry rations with him.
She hadn't eaten normally for two days, and only from the body's reaction, she was already hungry. The size of the seabird was like a teal, and it looked like three or four pounds. Because there was no hot water, the hair was peeled off by the white pillow.
She cleaned it fairly well, but the meat of the waterfowl would inevitably have a fishy smell if it was not treated with spices, not to mention that she was still wrapped in a ball and buried in the fire to suffocate.
Hua Mu watched Bai Zhen tear off one of her wings and started eating without any hesitation. All of a sudden, she felt much less discomfort with red meat—because she was more worried about her own sentinel's sense of taste and smell.
"White pillow..."
The white pillow eats quickly, but it can't be said to gobble it, the meat disappears in a flash, it's amazing.
"Miss, do you have any orders?"
Eating is naturally less urgent than the eldest lady's needs. Bai Zhen immediately put down the bones in his hand and sat upright and waited for Hua Mu's order.
Hua Mu covered her mouth and nose and asked in a muffled voice, "The taste... is it okay?"
It is naturally impossible for the white pillow to not smell the pungent smell, but for her, it is enough to fill her stomach with food in this case.
"Yes, did I smoke you..."
Of course Hua Mu was smoked! But she was only smoked, and the white pillow was eaten!
"I used to think that you weren't a picky eater, but this... is already to the point of giving you a bad stomach, right? Don't you know plants well? Can't you look for spices or something?"
"I-I don't know these very well..."
Since White Pillow doesn't pay attention to taste, why would they pay attention to these? She has no problem cooking cooked food, but when it comes to cooking... she is worse than Hua Mu.
Hua Mu suddenly regained his senses. She did recognize a lot of spices, herbs, and a variety of ways for noble girls to pass their time. Holding book salons and tea parties was the most common and uninnovative. The most popular recently is the production of perfume and fruit wine, and Huamu also participated in a lot.
"Well, you really don't understand, and it's not that I can't teach you."
Where can the white pillow dare to trouble her? He quickly pushed back and said, "I don't need Miss, I'm fine."
Hua Mu's eyes widened, she was so angry.
"No need, no need, who is willing to teach you!"
Bai Zhen didn't know where he made her angry, and felt uneasy for a while.
Hua Mu felt bored, and became sullen all by herself, and ignored her.
White pillow did not dare to ask, so he had to finish the food silently.
The middle of the afternoon was the hottest time, even though Hua Mu had been staying under the shade of the tree, he still felt a bit unbearable. It should be a lot more comfortable in the woods than here, but even she knew that if she left here for a long time, she might miss the rescue boat.
The white pillow searched for a long time near the shallow sea and found some useful things. Yesterday, it was not only them who followed the current, but also some of the wreckage of the yacht. This yacht is a birthday gift from the Grand Duke to his daughter. It combines the latest power system with a retro sailing shape. The hull is sturdy, and it also comes with solar power and fresh water circulation.
If you take a normal route, no one will doubt that it can span half the planet.
But even giant cruise ships can't avoid the storm in Hainan's strange circle, so they haven't been spared.
When the white pillow came back with the broken mast and the canvas on it, Hua Mu almost didn't cry.
Her beloved boat, the Whisperer, was only a few months old, and it was worth half a year of pocket money. She didn't have time to show it off to her friends, and now only a broken mast and canvas were left.
"Miss, look what I found."
After White Pillow returned from fetching water and leaves, he spent almost half the afternoon soaking in the water. Not only that, but he also touched a pile of broken copper and iron before returning, and every time he showed it to her like a treasure.
Although the ship routes of various countries will consciously avoid the shipwreck circle, human activities are actually very frequent in the marginal areas here. Especially adventurers, well-known people from the media and social networking sites love to explore here, hunt for novels or shoot videos, and many children from rich families like Hua Mu come here for vacation.
There are human activities around, plus many ships have been killed nearby, as well as the influence of global ocean currents, the island may be inaccessible, but there are not many traces of human beings - the white pillow light plastic bottle just picked up four. five.
"Isn't it just a broken mast?" Hua Mu was very disdainful.
It's not as good as the broken slipper she just found, at least she doesn't need to be bare on one foot anymore.
"Miss, it's canvas! We can build a canopy."
Bai Zhen was obviously thinking farther than her in some aspects, Hua Mu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became a little flustered.
Because it was only the second day, and after overcoming those shameful difficulties, her feeling gradually became less bad. Somewhere in her heart, she still thought that she would be able to go back soon, so she hadn't thought about the rain at all.
But if you really have to prepare monthly as the white pillow said, how can you not encounter rain
Rather, it would be really bad if it didn't rain for a month.
"Oh... Then you can take it. Don't go into the water again, it's getting dark." Hua Mu realized that her current state of mind was very wrong, she knew the situation she was in, and she knew that she should think more at this time, but she just There was an emotion that was preventing her from thinking deeply.
Under such circumstances, it was not an exaggeration to plan for the worst, but she had to try her best to forget those negative thoughts.
I don't think about my father, maybe I didn't realize that I was missing at all, I didn't think about how long I would stay on the island, and I didn't think about the possibility that White Pillow would betray him.
She didn't want her mind to be unbearable before her body couldn't take it.
White Pillow buried the broken mast in the soil near the rock face, and soon a canvas was erected between the rock face, coconut trees, and the mast. The yacht is a multi-canvas design, and the white pillow is only a smaller piece, which is less than two square meters. But this shade did bring some peace of mind to Hua Mu, at least it would be better when it rained.
White pillow set up a temporary shelter in the afternoon, made a simple bed with hay for Huamu, took four coconut shells and five bottles of mineral water, and washed the leaves that Huamu asked her to collect. came back.
And Hua Mu, in addition to taking a nap, feeling sad, and struggling to go to the toilet again, spent the rest of the time cleaning the mineral water bottles.
Soon, the two of them had their second night on the desert island.
Dinner was still fish and shellfish, and a little coconut, not too bad, not too tasty. Hua Mu clearly knew that as long as a little salt was needed, it would be much better, but she didn't want to bother at all.
Although she despised the roughness of the white pillow at noon, but thinking about herself in turn, why not? Although ready-made seawater cannot be used, it is not that she does not know the general method of making sea salt, or that she can succeed after many attempts.
But she did nothing, preferring to put up with tasteless food. Because I refuse and don't want to admit that I have to stay here for a long time, because I tried to convince myself that I can go back tomorrow, so all those things are in vain, so temporary patience is acceptable.
Today, Hua Mu didn't feel that she had done anything, but at night she felt more tired than yesterday. She was still lying on her white pillow jacket with hay under it, much more comfortable than last night. The fire was built outside the canvas roof, and the firelight shone on the rock wall to cast the shadows of the two of them. The wind was a bit strong, and the figures of the two were swaying on the rock wall.
The white pillow was sitting beside the fire with her back to Hua Mu to shield her from the wind. Hua Mu looked at her back and unknowingly entered the dream accompanied by the sound of the wind and waves.
A week goes by in a blink of an eye.
Hua Mu is almost used to bland food, uncomfortable sleeping environment, and the way leaves are used. Even with less and less fresh water, I learned to use the least amount of water to wash my body.
The rescue ship was still missing, and not even a single suspicious object appeared on the sea.
The White Pillow explored the area between the beach and the water a little, but didn't go any further. In addition to survival, the purpose of her current actions is to maintain a good distress signal to ensure that rescuers can find them as quickly as possible when they come.
In addition to generating wolf smoke and placing SOS symbols on the beach, she also wrapped red cloth in several higher positions. The cloth was cut from canvas she found later, and the way of dyeing it with flowers was what Hua Mu thought of.
But what awaits them is not rescue, but precarious freshwater resources.
It hasn't rained for a week, and the previously discovered stream has become smaller and smaller, and now the white pillow has to go to a farther source to get water.
Thirteen coconut shells and the bottles that White Pillow picked up one after another, the water storage container for the two of them is not too small, even if the stream really dries up, it can last for a while. But this is still an optimistic situation, enough to cause a lot of pressure.
Hua Mu was on the verge of collapse.
On the tenth day, the white pillow finally failed to get water. She knew she had to go elsewhere to find water, or she could only pray that it would rain.
Hua Mu must also be consulted on this matter. Bai Zhen hurried back to the beach. Before seeing Hua Mu, she first heard her carnival-like cry.
The eldest has always been graceful and graceful in front of outsiders, and has never humiliated the majesty and upbringing of the royal family. This is the first time she has heard the ecstatic voice of the eldest.
"Miss!"
White pillow is very worried about Hua Mu's recent mental state, but there is nothing she can do. The first thing that came to mind at this time was whether the other party finally couldn't bear such a life, so he fell into confusion.
She quickened her pace and rushed back to the beach. What she saw was Hua Mu's half body submerged in the sea water, waving her arms and shouting in the distance.
"We're here! We're here! Hey! See us! We're on this island!"
The sight of the white pillow is also among the best among the sentries, so at this time, he quickly understood what was going on.
There was a small black spot in the distance that looked like a boat.
But she knew that it was just a killer whale.
The author has something to say: I haven't seen you for ten days, and the eldest lady has become like this, pitiful.