Zhou Niannian was stunned when she saw the broken pieces of bamboo.
Her stomach was still growling, but she couldn't care less. Her eyes were fixed on the two pieces, and she picked them up.
It was the first bow she had made, and on the bow’s back, she had carved a small cross to mark her identity.
As she touched the rough part, Zhou Niannian's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
There was a pang of sadness, but also a sense of relief, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from her chest.
The first thing she had made was still here, it wasn’t lost.
That's great...
Thinking this, Zhou Niannian, whose face had been tense without her realizing it, finally managed a smile.
As soon as she relaxed, she heard Jiang Fan's blunt explanation.
"The bow's back wasn't processed for long. I just threw it away when it broke."
"I'm sorry."
A sincere apology sounded from above her. Zhou Niannian suddenly looked up and met Jiang Fan's eyes.
She could clearly see the seriousness in his eyes, and... her reflection.
Often, when girls argue, all they want is an apology.
Zhou Niannian knew she was being a bit unreasonable.
Jiang Fan was the one doing all the hard work.
She was just trying her best to keep up, to not be a burden.
Even making the bow and arrows was taught by Jiang Fan.
The fact that Jiang Fan could use the bow and arrows she made meant she was useful.
If that was the case, what was there to be upset about?
Zhou Niannian's heart was a tangled mess. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
She tightened her grip on the bow’s back, remained silent for a moment, and her face flushed.
Seeing that Jiang Fan was waiting for her to say something, Zhou Niannian's childish thoughts erupted within her.
Zhou Niannian, embarrassed and angry, puffed out her cheeks.
"What are you looking at! Do you think I'll forgive you just like that!"
"Honestly, the first bow I made, and you don't cherish it at all! You're making me so mad!"
She turned away, lowered her eyes, but kept looking at the broken bow’s back, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes.
Sunlight shone through the leaves, casting shadows on the ground.
Watching this scene unfold, many viewers teared up.
Bear Grylls rested his hand on the table, covering his quivering mouth, saying nothing, his heart heavy.
It took Lele a long time to speak.
"Why do I feel like I've just been kicked in the gut while sitting here?"
Lele sniffled, her envy so intense it turned her purple!
Even though there were no flirtatious conversations in this group, she felt like the screen was filled with pink bubbles.
"From now on, anyone who calls Jiang Shen a straight man will have me to deal with!"
"Is there such a straight man who apologizes sincerely and cares about his teammate's feelings? Is there!"
"If there is, please send me a whole bunch! I'll get a stainless steel basin for you!"
Lele ranted in the studio.
Her live stream operator grimaced backstage, just wishing this pampered girl would say a few less words. He really didn't want Lele to fall in love.
The audience, however, quickly shifted from amusement to sheer envy.
"Speaking on behalf of girls everywhere, who wouldn't love a man like this? Zhou Jie, move aside, I'm next!"
"I came to watch them survive in the wild, not to watch them fall in love. Director, please keep an eye on them. If they really start dating, I'll unsubscribe!"
"Zhou Jie is my wife, even if it's Jiang Shen, I... I... won't let you!"
"If you had even a bit more backbone, I would believe you. Now, *hehe*..."
"What should Zhou Jie and Jiang Shen's child be called? Everyone, give me some ideas."
"They haven't even gotten together yet, and you're already planning their family?"
The barrage of comments was filled with laments about their interactions.
But heaven and earth could bear witness, even if Zhou Niannian had some feelings for him, Jiang Fan hadn't said anything.
He looked at Zhou Niannian's back, pondered for two seconds, and nodded—
As if judging that Zhou Niannian had already forgiven him.
He then paid no further attention to his teammate, who seemed to be sulking, walked to the campfire, put down the basket of grass, and began to pick through it.
Hearing Jiang Fan's movements, Zhou Niannian "came to her senses," realizing she might have been a bit too shy just now.
After calming down a little, she followed him, her gaze falling on the grass.
"What is this?"
As soon as she asked, she smelled a pungent odor.
Spicy, fishy, sour...
Various scents assaulted her nostrils, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and sniffle a couple of times.
"Ah, A-choo!"
The earth-shattering sneeze made the campfire flicker violently.
Jiang Fan, however, had already wisely moved the bamboo basket away from her.
He sat a meter away from her, continuing to pick his grass.
He plucked the blades one by one, put them into a bamboo tube, and then used a long, flat stone he had casually picked up by the river to pound them.
Even though he remained silent, his obvious reluctance to engage made Zhou Niannian even angrier.
Her face darkened, and she thought to herself.
He really is a straight man!
She had thought he was thoughtful just now, but it must have been an illusion!
Yes, all an illusion!!!
Zhou Niannian puffed out her cheeks again, but it was the smell that made her guess what he was concocting—
Seasonings.
Stubbornly unwilling to speak first again, Zhou Niannian simply got up and took out the meat she had prepared that day.
The meat, cut into cubes, was washed and its moisture dried by the smoke from the fire.
Now, it just needed simple preparation to be eaten.
Just as Zhou Niannian was about to use her small knife to cut it into smaller pieces, Jiang Fan stopped her.
Facing her confused gaze, he said with a sincere tone.
"We're having grilled meat for lunch. I found these seasonings."
He paused.
"The meat broth was too unpalatable."
In the middle of the day, on a deserted island, Jiang Fan managed to enrage Zhou Niannian with a single sentence.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
After a long silence, her furious shout echoed through the small campsite once more.
"Ahhhhh!!! Jiang Fan, you are a terrible sinner! Unforgivable!!!"
Seeing this, the viewers in the live stream couldn't hold back their laughter.
"Hahahaha, I'm not surprised at all. As expected, straight men are just straight men, they don't understand subtlety."
"This Sister Zhou is too weak, just one sentence and she's triggered again. Jiang Fan is truly insane (brilliant)!"
"Don't worry, don't worry, it seems Sister Zhou is still my wife."
"Hey, you in front, I'll wake you up!"
"Putting everything else aside, they're about to start cooking! Grilled meat with seasonings prepared... Is it too late for me to run now?"
Seeing this comment, the frenzied viewers suddenly realized something was amiss.
Wait.
This group hadn't eaten lunch yet.
Lunch was grilled wild boar meat.
Can I endure this?
Quick, run!
It only took a few seconds from mockery to a sense of crisis.
However, it was already too late to run.
Tender wild boar meat was skewered on branches and placed over the campfire.
From pale white meat to a browned, fragrant crust took only about ten minutes.
As the branches rotated, Jiang Fan's right hand trembled slightly.
The finely ground seasonings were evenly sprinkled over the piece of wild boar meat.
Chili, cumin...
If the rabbit roasted by Yao earlier was considered "light" in the wilderness,
The wild boar meat roasted by Jiang Fan was closer to food prepared in human society.
It felt like the aroma was seeping through the screen.
In the studio, Lele stared blankly at the continuously roasting wild boar meat on the screen, then at the nearly finished leftovers on her own table.
"......"
"Director, I request another portion!"
"I can still eat!!!"