Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts.

Chapter 14 14. There is a door!

Huaiyu dragged the large and branched branches directly out of the woods, and the tree vine net with large holes that could be drilled picked up a lot of pine leaves.

The sun had already set, so she took the time to drag them all to the edge of the tree house one by one. Then I didn't care about tidying up, and just quickly took the blue bricks and put them in the center of the tree house near the door to form a simple square shape.

The dead leaves were put in, and with the "pop" of the lighter, Huaiyu stared at the flames, suddenly feeling inexplicably startled.

Likewise, there is an inexplicable sense of security.

After a pause, she ignited the dead leaves, then took the slender branches on the side and broke them off one by one, slowly lighting the fire.

In the dusk, the orange firelight illuminated her face. Exhaustion and satisfaction were intertwined, reflecting the peaceful expression on her face.

…

The treehouse's height of just over two meters does not stop the heat from rising. But fortunately it is open enough and the fire is not that big, so it is worry-free for short-term use.

Huaiyu walked out of the door, took the branches and leaves to dig a hole in the distance to solve the major issue of grain reincarnation -

I can't bear to use toilet paper. I only have two rolls. What if I encounter a critical moment next?

Good steel should be used on the blade, and good paper should be used on the menstrual period.

Moreover, thanks to the nutrient solution, since it is a viscous liquid and she is constantly sweating and working, she does not have to go to the toilet several times a day.

When she walked for a few more minutes to wash her hands in the pond and came back, looking from a distance, she could only see the vague outline of her tree house, but not a trace of light inside.

Huaiyu was a little stunned.

This waterproof tarpaulin was said to be lightweight, but it was actually very heavy. She always thought it was because the defense forces didn't have anything lighter.

But now it seems that this waterproof tarpaulin can block light because of its thickness.

She had never thought about it before. It turned out that being in the wild late at night without firelight and not being easily discovered by others was a great security guarantee.

And when she walked around the back and entered the house through the door, a gust of wind happened to blow by, and sparks crackled in the "brazier" surrounded by blue bricks and flew to the haystack further away.

Although it is far enough away from the sky, the slightest risk of burning is dangerous enough.

Huaiyu:…

Just, you can’t put hay like this anymore!

She looked at the water purified by the purification tablets and saw the heavy sediment underneath. Then he unscrewed the mineral water bucket on the side, tilted the big red bucket, and carefully poured the purified water in.

It's getting a little late.

But water was needed tonight, so Huaiyu went out again with the red bucket. It took a lot of effort to clean the sediment underneath, and then he brought back half a bucket of water.

The firelight danced, and the entire tree house was already bright enough. This was much better than the state she had been in a few days ago when she was forced to close her eyes after dark.

There were still a few green bricks left, so she simply used them to build a small platform, and carefully placed the toothpaste, toothbrush, etc. she got today on it.

As for the two precious rolls of toilet paper and sanitary napkins, they are naturally placed on the blue bricks beside his bed, which can be seen in the C position.

After all this tossing, after Huaiyu filled the fire with firewood again, he felt that today's nutrient solution had become delicious.

And after her stomach is full, the first thing she has to do is brush her teeth!

The water in the plastic mineral water bucket was carefully poured on the lid, and the new hard-bristled toothbrush was unpacked... After brushing his teeth carefully and repeatedly, Huaiyu laughed happily!

Who knows! The fresh and refreshing feeling in your mouth is so wonderful!

She found a dry branch and put it on the frame, with the height and position just to the side of the fire, then took off her clothes -

There were big holes in the sleeves, the collar and front seemed to have been torn open, and it was so dirty that the original color could no longer be seen. Uh...uh...Huaiyu couldn't tell what kind of material it was made of. Anyway, it was probably not very expensive. A short trench coat?

It is wide and wide, and the publication type seems to be quite ordinary.

Huaiyu took it off and threw it directly into the bucket. Then there is the inner wear—a white T-shirt that is no longer white, not elastic, but relatively thick.

It was quiet in the treehouse, and even though there was no door yet, the heat from the fire was already beginning to dissipate.

She put the clothes in the bucket and rubbed them patiently. Because there was nothing there, she had to rub them patiently on the blue bricks.

Water trickled down from the raised green bricks, and soon flowed into the soil along the gaps. After the symbolic scrubbing of the plaster on the two coats is completed, they are placed on a rack next to the fire to bake.

Afterwards, Huaiyu took off his blue jeans that could no longer be seen.

Tsk, it was covered with mud, so much so that the water in the bucket could only be poured outside. Then I used purified water twice before rinsing it clean.

Huaiyu did not change out of his underwear immediately. Instead, he sat down with a bundle of hay and slowly braided his hair under the heat and light of the fire.

She tried rubbing a straw rope, but it only fell apart.

She also tried weaving curtains, but they also fell apart.

After thinking about it, I probably only have one skill for braiding, and now I can only use this stupid method to braid it bit by bit.

Hay was not pliable enough, much softer than straw and lamp grass, so she had to use a lot of strength to avoid breaking the stems.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

But fortunately, the overall difficulty was not high. When she raised her stiff neck again, a rough and uneven "door" had already been woven.

Huaiyu gestured at the size of the extended doorway, and finally threaded it on the branch with satisfaction, and then stuck it on the bracket next to the door -

Finally there is a door!

The room instantly felt safer.

At the same time, the night breeze was blocked outside the door, and the room began to heat up rapidly.

Huaiyu laughed happily, and after thinking for a while, out of a girl's natural safety considerations, she also wore a thin rattan on both sides of the door, and then hung it on the protruding branches on both sides of the door.

Although it doesn't have much defensive power, it's... better than nothing.

Wow!

After walking around in the enclosed space, she added more firewood to the fire and sighed again:

After there is light, I feel like I have a lot more time!

She was in high spirits, and she didn't feel tired at all. Instead, she took out her brand new snow-white towel, dipped it in the purified water poured from the bucket, wiped her body carefully, and put on new underwear.

Then I wiped the sleeping bag again.

After washing the underwear with the last bit of water and being poured down, Huaiyu stretched hard -

She is really amazing!

But the work isn't over yet.

Huaiyu sat on the bed, listening to the dripping sound of wet clothes falling by the fire, and braided his hair again.

Tomorrow's task is -

Go into the mountains! Find materials and food!

Before the heavy rain comes, she wants to build a small shed and toilet as soon as possible!

Update is coming! An important point for survival in the wild is that it is best not to let light shine through the tent (popular science from a survival blogger).

I can write about why that book was discontinued... Of course it is because this book only needs one update before it can be recommended continuously before it goes on the shelves! !

The pain of single updates and double updates is different!

(Quietly, when I opened the new book, the editor said that I could write as much as I wanted every day, which meant I could finish it in 2,000 times. That’s why I opened it. I even marked it in the introduction as “slow updates”. .)

I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it...

(End of this chapter)