chapter 13 making pottery

On the way back, Tarala kept chatting with me.

When she was approaching the beach, she changed the topic and pointed directly at Misako Darcy, "Einstein, a spoiled rich second generation like Misako Darcy will only drag down our entire team. You should not have rescued her in the first place."

I glanced at her and said, "When I rescued people, I didn't know she was a rich second-generation lady, and she had such a bad temper."

Tarala said intentionally or unintentionally: "Quirin Darcy's reputation in the industry is not very good. A few years ago, in order to acquire a small pharmaceutical company that mastered new technologies, he used a bridge loan to scheme against the boss of the pharmaceutical company. As a result, the boss failed. He resisted the pressure and set himself on fire with his wife and children."

"What do you mean?" I asked looking at her.

"The old one is so cruel, and the young one will definitely not be a good person."Tarala said, "Maybe one day if you make her angry, this guy will stab you in the back when you are not paying attention."

Chimere said: "Although she has a bad temper, she probably wouldn't do such a thing."

Tarala said: "Who knows what a woman who always eats her father's lover's belly will do."

I frowned when I heard this, and Tarala looked at me and said: "Einstein, you are our backbone now. We will listen to you whether Misako Darcy should leave or stay, but you must also think clearly, as a man, You need to take responsibility for your decisions."

While we were talking, we had already walked out of the woods. I kept Tarala's words in my heart, then turned around and put my hands together to look towards the pile of rocks.

Deborah and Saahira squatted next to the elephant turtle and stared at it, as if they were afraid that it would run away. Misako Darcy was not with the two of them and ran away to someone unknown. I picked up the firewood behind me and walked over with Tarala and Chimere.

When the two of them saw that we were back, they stood up excitedly. Saahira pointed to the schoolbags carried by Tarala and Chimere and asked, "Tarala, Sister Chimere, have you found clay?"

Tarala nodded, "Yes, we walked forward for half an hour and found it at the edge of a pool."

I added: "There are many otters in the pool. If you have the right tools, you can go hunting there in the future."

Saahira clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Great, with clay, we can make pottery pots, so that we can have hot food at night. Now think about it, our luck is really better than those who died The people are much better.”

I looked at Deborah, and she looked at me and smiled. It seems that when we didn't come back just now, Deborah gave Saahira some mental chicken soup again, otherwise she would not be as energetic as she is now, when she is usually so fragile and prone to crying.

Tarala and Chimere threw their schoolbags on the beach. Then Tarala asked: "Which of you has more skillful hands? Or maybe you have learned pottery."

Deborah took the initiative and said: "President Tarala, I have learned some skills. When I was young, I burned pottery with my father in the village for a while."

Tarala said: "Great, you can assign the tasks and we will assist you in making them."

Deborah said a little embarrassedly: "President Tarala, you better do it. I'm not very good at instructing others to work."

"How did you become the restaurant manager of the Phoenix without being able to direct others to work?"Misako Darcy walked out of the rubble chewing gum and holding her hands behind her back. Looking at her arrogant look, I really wanted to go up and beat her up. .

Tarala snorted angrily, then she looked at Deborah and said, "Deborah, stop being so modest. Come on."

Deborah looked at Tarala, who gave her an affirmative look.

Deborah took a deep breath and said: "Einstein, you are strong, come and make the mud. Chimere and Saahira are going to dig a deep pit. President Tarala, take the insulated bag and help me pour water while I am making the mud." "

Misako Darcy chewed gum and said disdainfully: "Humph, you are a snobbery, you will be just a lobby manager for the rest of your life." When these words fell into her ears, it was really harsh. Deborah Mengxin's complexion became very bad. Just as Tarala was about to have a seizure, she held her hand He held her wrist and shook his head. I looked at Misako Darcy and said, "If you don't want to help, just hide away."

Misako Darcy snorted coldly, then blew bubbles and strolled to the other end of the beach.

Tarala said: "Everyone, just follow Deborah's arrangement. Let's try to bake the pottery before sunset."

Everyone nodded, and then began to split up, each busy with what they were doing.

Deborah first asked me to take out the big pebbles from the fire, and then she taught me to knead them on the pebbles.

During this period, we will always have some touches on the palms and backs of our hands when we are not paying attention.

It has to be said that Deborah's hands are very tender and elastic, which inevitably makes people's imaginations go wild.

Tarala was holding a thermos bag at the side, waiting to add water. She coughed dryly from time to time, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

After the clay was completely softened, Deborah took it and began to shape it. She looked at me while busy with her work and said: "Einstein, go to another pebble and continue kneading according to the method I taught you. , we need to make a bigger pot.”

I nodded and took out another piece of clay from my school bag. Tarala added some water to me and then I started kneading it.

We were so busy under the scorching sun that we were sweating profusely without even realizing it.

I secretly glanced at Deborah. She was very involved in the work, and the sweat in front of her had soaked the white shirt in front of her.

Red light and shadow were looming, and when she leaned down, the white ravine made people's blood rush.

I swallowed and immediately looked away, and then what Tarala said to me yesterday came to my mind. With her wit and my strength, no matter who it is, I can get her as long as I want. After all, we are on a desert island now, far away from civilized society and not subject to law. I can do whatever I want.

When this crazy idea came to my mind, I raised my hand and slapped my forehead hard.

On a deserted island, there are natural and man-made disasters, and we don’t know when they will come.

Although natural disasters cannot be prevented, man-made disasters can always be controlled.

"Only through cooperation can we have a greater chance of leaving here..."

I kept reminding myself this in my mind, and the burning energy in my heart was suppressed.

Deborah's hands were very skillful. A pottery pot and six pottery bowls were all squeezed out by her skillful hands.

It was already around two o'clock in the afternoon. I first put a layer of firewood into the hole dug by Chimere and Saahira, then put the pottery pot and bowl in, and then piled a layer on top. Thick pile of firewood.

Tarala found some hay and stuffed it in. She lit the hay with a windproof match, and then the burning hay ignited all the firewood in the tunnel.