The unexpected gain chased away the physical fatigue, and the Milk Ball dutifully acted as a guardian, listening attentively to observe the surroundings.
He was already starving, but food was limited. He could manage to hold out until the shelter was built and then solve the food problem completely.
He plans to build a triangular shelter, similar to a tent, but made of wood.
He used a twig to draw on the ground. He had already conceived the shape of the shelter in his mind, but drawing it would be more intuitive and also allow him to show it to the viewers in the live stream.
Li Sheng's paintings look somewhat professional, but to an expert they appear amateurish; he's a self-taught artist with some skill.
Inevitably, some people in the live stream raised questions.
"Isn't this a bit too basic? Will it be comfortable to live here?"
"It's good enough to have a place to stay in the wild. Why don't you build a three-bedroom apartment by hand? But it's still quite difficult. After all, you don't have any other tools besides an axe. You should at least have rope or nails."
I am your God of Wealth Mom: "The host is good."
Pleasant Goat: "Did Milk Ball not sleep well? Is he hungry? He looks so thin. Auntie feels so sorry for him."
Some enthusiastic viewers also offered suggestions: "Why not build a treehouse in the tree? It would provide a place to live and also a safe haven from danger."
This viewer is really giving him too much credit; the treehouse will be built in the distant future.
"Thank you all for your concern and suggestions. I will find suitable vines to make hemp rope and then use mortise and tenon joints to complete the construction of the log cabin. With the help of the axe, my daughter and I will be able to sleep in a tent tonight."
The viewers in the live stream have nothing else to offer but one thing: they weigh 100 pounds and have a rebellious streak of 99 pounds.
"Stop bragging, host. You can't rush things."
"Build solidly. Haste makes waste; haste will only result in shoddy construction."
I am your God of Wealth Mom: "Brother, don't rush, take your time setting it up. Send me your address, and I'll send you a tent."
"Looks like you have delicate skin and tender flesh. Your hands will hurt after chopping a couple of pieces of firewood."
"The anchor should just perform singing and dancing; that's more lucrative than building shelters."
He was somewhat amused and exasperated. Was it really that difficult? He thought it was quite simple. He might have inadvertently overlooked the fact that most people were attracted by the bizarre and embarrassing singing and dancing videos, not by the title of this wilderness survival video. He did indeed look a bit like a pretty boy, after all, he was a slender man.
This further strengthened my resolve to exercise.
Others can only say what they want to say and do what they want to do; the results will prove everything.
I will not refute it; the truth will be revealed at dawn today.
There don't seem to be any suitable trees nearby for him to cut down. He needs to go to a place with more trees, but what about Milkball? Carrying her on his back will reduce his work efficiency and he might accidentally hurt her.
But if he left her here alone, he was worried that she might accidentally wander into the dam, or that wild animals might suddenly appear.
Li Sheng shifted his gaze to the branches of the big tree, then looked at the vine in his hand, and then at the milk ball.
"Sweetie, would you like to sit on the swing?"
Naituan had a bad feeling; usually, when her father called her "baby," it wasn't a good thing. But out of trust in her father, she nodded anyway.
"think".
A witty smile appeared on his face.
"Alright, my esteemed princess, I'll set up a swing for you right now."
That branch was four or five meters tall, so it was quite a challenge to put the vines up there.
He tied a stone to the end of the vine and threw it upwards with all his might. After throwing it several times, the stone and the vine flew over the branch of the big tree, which was as thick as his thigh and could easily support the weight of the milk ball.
Next, a basket made of vines and whips was used, somewhat similar to a child seat. It was crudely made, but sturdy.
Banana leaves were placed on top to make the baby more comfortable. After that, the baby was picked up and put inside, and then the bundle was wrapped around the baby starting from under the armpits.
Yes, you heard right, they were tied up.
Live broadcast room.
"What are they doing? Something seems off to me."
"It's probably a safety measure..."
After securing the milk ball tightly, pull the other end of the rope. As the rope is pulled, the milk ball begins to rise slowly, tilting at a 45-degree angle and suspending in the air at a height of about two meters, just within reach of Li Sheng when he raises his hand.
The little girl felt something was wrong: "Daddy, is the swing crooked?"
Feeling a little guilty, he dug up a lump of yellow mud from the ground and let the baby play with it.
"It's Dad's first time making this, so there are bound to be some things that need improvement. Please bear with it for now. Dad will go and chop some firewood nearby to build a house. If you need anything, just call out to Dad and he will come over."
The viewers in the live stream were quite agitated by this scene; what kind of bizarre move was this?
"Holy crap, what the hell is this swing? This is hostage taking!"
"Deceiving the baby group into never going to kindergarten, the baby group is so pitiful and miserable, sob sob sob~".
"Is this what it means for men to take care of children? The dead mother suddenly jumps out of her grave and pulls the father down with her."
"This is child abuse. Are you out of your mind?"
I am your God of Wealth Mom: "It's actually quite interesting that he was hung on a tree branch in the southeast by his own father, which is short for hanging himself on the southeast branch."
"What a load of rubbish, let's see you put up there."
Pleasant Goat: "Milkball, remember to remove your dad's oxygen tube in advance next time."
Doctor: Your father has a minor illness and should go home to rest. Milkball: What? My condolences, please cremate him as soon as possible?
...
Actually, Naituan didn't think it was anything special. Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable, she found it quite fun, like flying. She felt that her father must have his reasons for doing it.
"Daddy, come home early. Milkball is waiting for Daddy to come home so we can lift you up high."
He was still a little worried that the baby would be scared: "If you are scared, call Daddy and Daddy will respond to you."
He won't go too far, making sure he can get back to the milk team in time if anything happens.
Without the worry of hurting the baby while holding it, Li Sheng became much more agile, weaving through the woods to find suitable targets.
His feet were injured in many places and were very painful, but he didn't care. He knew that at most it was just pain and wouldn't cause him any fatal damage. Pain is also a kind of suffering, and if you can get through it, you will be sublimated.
Although the pain was excruciating, he was extremely resilient, and no one could detect a trace of suffering on his face.
There's a limit to playing the victim; too much of it will make people numb and even turn you into an object of contempt and disgust, just like Xianglin's Wife in Lu Xun's stories.
The hardships experienced by successful people are what make them last, allowing people to talk about them endlessly and turning them into a source of spiritual salvation for those who are down.
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