Chapter 663: The Vase Girl Farms on a Deserted Island (35)

When three days were up, Xu Yin squatted in the melon field, flicked the best-looking melon with her fingers, and announced: "It's almost done, pick it and eat it!"

"Wow!"

 Everyone burst into cheers.

 The watermelon that I have been looking forward to for more than two months is finally ripe and ready!

Whether they were in love or playing mahjong, when they heard that the watermelon was ripe, they all cheered and gathered around.

Lu Chenjin took the Swiss Army Knife from Xu Yin's hand and lightly slashed the skin of the watermelon. There was a "click" sound and the watermelon split along the seam, revealing red soil and sweet juice flowing out.

 “It smells so strong of watermelon! It smells so good!”

 “I think you’re greedy! Doesn’t watermelon always taste like this?”

“It’s different! This smells much better than the ones I bought before!”

"Needless to say! This is a truly ecological sand sweet potato! We spent a lot of time watering, fertilizing, and catching insects... To be honest, I have never been so attentive to my parents in my life. In the end, it's not Just for this bite!"

 “Come on, come on! Let’s go together one by one!”

 “Dry melon!”

 “Dry melon!”

　　　…”

 Everyone was talking and laughing, what the **** is Gan Gua?

After tasting the sweet and juicy watermelons, everyone was full of confidence in the "wild" melon seedlings transplanted from every corner. They carefully tended and watered them, hoping that they would grow up, mature, and finally be enjoyed.

The days go by quickly when there is hope.

 In a blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

 Calculating the time, it should be late autumn and close to early winter.

 But the island is still as hot as summer. The only change is that the rain is getting more abundant.

 It seems to have entered the rainy season.

 In the past, it only rained once every ten and a half months, but now it rains almost every other day, and it lasts all day and all night.

 For a month, there were only a handful of days with clear skies.

 Everyone couldn’t help but feel lucky that they had chosen to build a house on high ground, either a ten-foot-high platform or a tree house. The rainwater quickly ran away along the slope.

If it is built in a low place, you will have a headache now, and you should not be in close contact with the rain every day.

Unlike now, when it rains, I hide in my cabin, lie lazily with nothing to do and listen to the sound of rain.

 Put a few more layers of palm leaves on the roof, which generally won’t leak.

 But the rainy days have become longer and the weather has become cooler.

To prevent colds, everyone puts on all the clothes they can wear, including T-shirts over T-shirts, pants under skirts... It may seem a bit unorthodox, but it is better than getting sick from a cold.

This made them very lucky - fortunately they were living on a desert island that was not on the equator, but near it. Otherwise, after winter, without thick clothes, they would have shivered from the cold while huddled together in a wooden hut for warmth.

With the arrival of the rainy season, another crop of vegetable and fruit seeds secretly sown by Xu Yin sprouted and sprouted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 Everyone feels strange:

“When I first came here, I thought there weren’t many edible wild vegetables on the island. Why are there so many now?”

“Could it be that we didn’t know each other before? Now that we have met Xu Yin, at first glance, we are not weeds but vegetables. What is this called? Knowledge broadens one’s horizons?”

“…As you said, I might regard bracken and malan as grass, but can I still recognize cabbage and cabbage?”

　　　…”

 That's right. Who doesn’t know Chinese cabbage? A three-year-old baby might not be all clear. Xu Yin said: "Have you noticed that there have been fewer seabirds recently? They may be migrating regularly. When they come back, there may be a few more green plants on the island that we may or may not recognize."

When everyone heard this, they thought it made sense: "Maybe before we came here, they had just flown back from other places. By the way, should we tie a note to the seabird's leg?"

 “That’s right! Let them help us deliver the news?”

 “I’m going to find paper and pen right now! Does any of you have transparent glue?”

　　　…”

Lu Chenjin turned his head to look at his girlfriend, thinking to himself that there have been fewer seabirds recently. Isn’t it because there are people on the island? Not to mention stealing their eggs, Fang Jing and his friends once caught a seabird to eat. How could they not be scared away?

Xu Yin felt inexplicably weak when he saw her. She touched her nose and said, "Let's write a note too! This is also a way to ask for help, right? It might be useful."

　　　…”

 It was better now, there were only a few seabirds left, and they were scared away by this group of people.

Fang Jing was the first to sneak to the seabird beach. Before he could catch one and tie a note on the bird's leg, he saw them flapping their wings and taking off en masse.

Fang Jing was anxious: "Hey! You can fly as long as you want. Wait until I tie the note before leaving!"

 Can seabirds not run away?

The cooing was probably complaining to each other: Isn't this guy the bad guy who kidnapped our eldest brother a few days ago? how? Are you still trying to catch us today? Run!

While cooing, they spread their wings and soared. Some of them took off at a relatively low altitude, and even made a splash on Fang Jing’s head before leaving.

Fang Jing's face turned dark, but he didn't bother to wipe his baby's hair at the moment and chased him: "Brother! Brother, don't fly! Learn from the ancient flying pigeons and deliver a letter to me, brother bird! Hey! Hey, hey! You just ran away after taking a poop, do you think I'm the toilet?"

Although the others were also sorry that they could not let the sea bird send a signal for help, seeing Fang Jing in such a mess, they laughed so much that their stomachs hurt.

Emma, ​​it’s so funny!

"Lao Fang, if you win mahjong today, how about I push you a little as a penalty? Your hair is already dirty, are you sure you want to keep it?"

　　　…”

Fang Jing was so angry that he threw the note into the sea and shouted at the sea: "What's an inch? I'll just shave my head!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The seabirds won't come back for a short time, so Xu Yin plans to shovel some bird droppings back for fertilization.

　　When seabirds roosted here in groups, she only dared to shovel some bird droppings secretly on the edge and pick up a few eggs. Now she can shovel openly.

 In the middle part, the guano is so hard and thick that it’s almost catching up with the rocks.

 Let everyone help.

 Director Cheng inspected it again and said, "The scenery here is actually pretty good. No wonder seabirds choose this place as their habitat."

“The sun only shines for half the day here. It’s warm in the morning and cool in the afternoon. Who doesn’t like it?”

“How about we clean up this place, set up a mahjong table, and play mahjong here later?” Fang Jing suggested, “Playing mahjong while listening to the waves, how romantic it is!”

Not to mention, his proposal was approved by most people.

 Sitting and playing mahjong is definitely more comfortable than sitting cross-legged on the floor in a wooden house.

 When I really cleaned it up, I found that there was too much and too thick bird droppings here, so I had to clean them up in the Year of the Monkey.

 “This bird droppings is like stone!”

 Stones?

Xu Yin’s eyes lit up: Isn’t the guano used for stone formation the “guano phosphate rock” mentioned in the book?

 There is a small island country that once made a living by selling guano. In fact, what it sold was this phosphate rock.

Hurry to stop: "Don't touch the stoned bird droppings. They have broken down into minerals and no longer stink. Let's just clean them off."

 (End of this chapter)