Chapter 1294: Chapter 1294: Extra Story of Du Fu 20 (Additional Chapter for Wang Yan)
The current tent is cone-shaped, with insufficient width and height inside.
Fu Miaoxue still rembers the pain of not being able to stretch her legs last night and wants to modify the tent into a rectangular shape.
The idea is wonderful, but implenting it is fraught with difficulties.
She just constructed one “wall” when she realized that the cloth strips used to fix the branches had run out.
Fu Miaoxue: “…”
It feels a bit like eagerly building with blocks, only to suddenly find there aren’t enough pieces to play with…
At this mont, Du Lai ca back holding a large leaf filled with bright red berries.
Fu Miaoxue’s eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over excitedly, surrounding him with questions: “Where did you pick these? What kind of berries are these? Are they edible? Could they be poisonous?”
Even as she asked, her hands weren’t polite at all, picking a berry and putting it into her mouth—
“Mmm…”
Fu Miaoxue’s lips pursed into a cross.
She swallowed with difficulty and comnted: “It’s okay… sweet and sour, but slightly astringent…”
But it’s edible.
—At tis like this, finding sothing to eat is already good enough.
“These are dewberries. I’ve eaten them before. When I entered the jungle yesterday, the light was dim, so I didn’t notice them. Just now, I searched a bit and found there are quite a few wild fruits here.”
While Du Lai spoke, seeing the unfinished tent nearby, he roughly understood Fu Miaoxue’s intentions. He placed the collected wild fruits along with the leaf on the ground and added, “There are so vines along the way; they can be cut and used as ropes.”
Fu Miaoxue sat down to eat the wild berries, nodding repeatedly, too occupied to speak.
Du Lai glanced at her, not expecting her to help, and went off on his own.
…
Yesterday, he thought they’d be rescued soon, so he waited and waited, spending a lot of ti near the “SOS” sign, afraid to stray far.
Now he realizes he can’t continue like this.
He’s sick and needs water, food, and a reliable shelter to rest in to recover as soon as possible.
His head is heavy and his feet light, as if each step lands on cotton.
Du Lai is very aware he can’t hold on much longer. He pulled down a bunch of vines and used the knife Fu Miaoxue gave him to cut them, his hands hurting so much that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
—Yesterday he sawed too much bamboo; from his palm to the base of his thumb, it’s severely swollen, and being scratched by the rough vines is akin to torture.
These were a pair of dexterous, delicate hands, now doing the most primitive hard labor.
Dragging bundle after bundle of vines back, Du Lai was already exhausted.
Wanting a drink, he found the bamboo tube was completely empty, not a drop left.
No need to ask, it was surely finished off by the pampered princess, that woman who’s been spoiled from childhood, only thinking of herself, never considering others.
“So many vines!” Fu Miaoxue cheerfully ca over, picked up the vines on the ground, and began organizing them one by one.
“Where are the wild berries?” Du Lai asked hoarsely.
Unable to drink water, eating so berries would at least provide so hydration.
Fu Miaoxue tugged at the vines, feeling they’re quite sturdy, her expression showing satisfaction, and responded upon hearing him: “I threw them away.”
Du Lai thought he misheard, staring at her in disbelief: “What?”
“I threw them away,” Fu Miaoxue pouted and said, “Those berries had lots of black insects in them; I bit into one earlier, scared to death.”
Du Lai stared blankly at her, for a mont not knowing what to say…
He was enduring fatigue, hunger, pain, and the affliction of a high fever, wishing only for a sip of water, a bite of food, then so rest, and she went and said… thrown them away?
Those berries were their only food, and she said she threw them away?
Without even notifying him, just threw them away?!!
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