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Chapter 338 My tent is all set up, what do you think?
When the rain hits the lights, it is difficult to extinguish, and when the wind blows, the colors are brighter.

If it flies up into the sky, it will be a star on the edge of the moon.

This is "Ode to the Firefly" written by the poet Li Bai, Guangyou does not have such talent to write poetry.

There is no sentence in the whole poem that explicitly mentions fireflies, but every sentence is inseparable from fireflies.

From ancient times to the present, there have been many poems describing fireflies or expressing emotions through fireflies.

Guangyou looked around at the glowing sky, and also lamented the magic of the Creator.

The sky is dotted with stars, and countless fireflies are flying in the forest twinkling, and Ayumi can hardly distinguish reality from dreams.

The fireflies moved forward and backward, sometimes high and sometimes low, as if invisible elves were floating in the forest with a small lantern.

"It's beautiful."

This is the sigh of everyone present.

"If human beings continue to expand and develop endlessly, it is estimated that fireflies will become extinct."

Guangyou thought to himself that the living conditions of fireflies are harsh. Although there are artificial breeding, the best state is to let them grow in the wild.

The extinction cases of dodo birds, Antarctic wolves and other creatures are still vivid.

According to his knowledge, from the seventeenth century to the present, in about 300 years, about 300 species of animals on the earth have completely disappeared on the earth.

On average, one species becomes extinct every year, and this figure is already quite exaggerated.

Guangyou looked at the groups of fireflies that were attracting the opposite sex and prolonging their lives, and he also lamented the tragedy of this kind of animal.

Born to grow up and mate, it won't be long before leaving this world.

The glowing time of fireflies generally only lasts for two to three hours, and it will feel sparse and ordinary after seeing too many beautiful scenery.

It is enough to appreciate it for five to 10 minutes occasionally when you feel it.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Guangyou looked at Conan, pointed to the twinkling stars in the sky, "There are no cars at the station, so you are going to sleep here tonight?"

Conan nodded and said seriously: "It seems that this is the only way to go. Fortunately, I asked Dr. Ali to say hello before I came out."

"But where do you sleep?" Guangyou shrugged, pointed at the tent, and said, "My tent can't accommodate so many people."

At this time, Dr. Ali came out of the forest and said to everyone: "The police officer in the mountain village said that he could help us take it back to Gunma County. We can take a ride to Gunma County and return to Mihua Town tomorrow."

"Okay." Conan nodded in response, then turned his head and asked Guangyou, "What about you?"

"Us? Our tents are all set up, what do you think?"

Guangyou rolled his eyes at Conan, but he couldn't see him because he was far away.

"Okay, let's go first."

Conan waved his hand, looking ungrateful for Guangyou.

Guangyou curled his lips, waved goodbye to Ayumi and the others, and then sat down on the grass again.

"Go to sleep after watching it for a while, it's getting late." Guangyou lay on the grass and said to Xiao Ai.

"Yeah." Xiao Ai picked up the guitar on the ground and handed it to Guangyou, "Play one more song, and then go to rest."

Guangyou didn't refuse, took the guitar, thinking about what to play.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, in a tent by a stream in the forest.

Guangyou and Xiaoai lay in two sleeping bags respectively, separated by half a meter. This distance is not far, but in Guangyou's view, it is like a ravine in the sky.

"The road is long and long." Guangyou huddled in his sleeping bag, looked at the top of the tent, and sighed, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."

Xiao Ai on the other side closed her eyes, but her delicate earlobes and reddish cheeks proved that her heart was not as peaceful as the forest.

The tent is not soundproof, and the wild owls in the forest are also active, and their voices can be heard in Guangyou's ears from time to time.

As the night deepened, Guangyou also fell into a deep sleep accompanied by the forest symphony.

He woke up early the next day, and the bento was only enough for yesterday's meal. If he didn't do something this morning, he would definitely be hungry.

Skipping breakfast is not a good habit, it is easy to cause stomach problems.

Guangyou went to the forest to find some dry firewood and some stones, and built a simple stove, then lit the fire with a lighter and stuffed it into the self-made stove.

Sitting by the stove to dissipate the morning chill, Guangyou rolled up his trousers, ready to go down to the stream to catch some fish.

He had seen relatively large fish in this stream yesterday, and he thought he had reached the adult age among fish.

Forget about Xiaoyu, after all, it is not easy for people to be born.

But of course it is difficult to catch it with bare hands, so Guangyou specially found a pointed and stronger one as a harpoon.

As soon as he entered the water, a chill hit his forehead, Guangyou frowned slightly, but he didn't go ashore, and stood motionless in the creek with a super simple "wooden harpoon" in his hand.

Even though the little fish was hovering at his feet, Guangyou didn't move.

After waiting for a long time, a relatively large fish appeared in his sight.

But he still didn't act rashly, and the saying that people become mature can also be applied to other animals.

However, it has never seen anyone before, and only knows how to act cautiously, but it does not have such a high IQ to distinguish the source of danger.

It approached slowly, and then, Guangyou made a sudden move and stabbed the harpoon towards the fish fiercely.

It's a pity that the fish ran away directly after making an empty hole.

Picking up the harpoon, it was half broken.

After breaking the jar, Guangyou just broke the branch in half and continued to use it.

After waiting 5 minutes, not a single fish came.

Fortunately, Emperor Tian paid off, after spending more than half an hour, Guangyou caught two fish, which were not big, only bigger than Guangyou's palm.

Scrape the belly of the fish with a knife, remove the internal organs of the fish, and scrape off the scales with a knife, and finally wash it in the flowing stream to complete the treatment.

If you are at home, you must marinate the ingredients, but if you are in the wild, you can just make do with it.

Insert the fish head to tail into the branches, set it on the stove, and now wait for it to be cooked.

Busy with handling the fish, he somewhat forgot about his cold and numb feet.

After roasting near the fire for a while, this feeling slowly disappeared.

"You got up so early?"

Xiao Ai rubbed her eyes and came out of the tent. After stretching, she squatted beside Guangyou, stretched out her hand and warmed it by the stove, and said in surprise, "You still caught fish?"

"Yeah, otherwise what shall we have for breakfast?"

There was a little pride on Guangyou's face, he pinched Xiao Ai's fair and tender face, and said, "Hey, go wash your face, the fish is almost done."

"Oh."

While she was washing her face, Guangyou turned the fish over, looked at the color, and nodded in satisfaction.

Both sides of the fish have been grilled until golden brown, and the surface of the fish can be seen to emit an attractive light from the oil of the fish itself.

There is no excessive seasoning, only an extremely natural fragrance, Guangyou sniffed it and was quite satisfied.

There is no technology at all, it is just the grasp of the fire, more firewood, less life.

"It looks fine."

Guangyou turned the fish over, and was doing the final process, while still saying extremely narcissistic words in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)