At night, after everyone fell asleep, Ye Mingxuan quietly got up, carried a multi-function shovel, brought plastic cloth plastic bags and other tools, put the plastic bags on a relatively green plant treetop, found a relatively moist place, and started digging the soil.

Brother Jing’s method of getting dew reminded Ye Mingxuan of several water intake teachings by Bei Ye. He dared not try the filtration method easily in the shallow water beach, but the surface water intake method and plant respiration method can be tried.

Covering broad-leaved plants with plastic bags and other things, using plants to breathe, you can get a little moisture. The amount is small, which is better than clean. The second method is the method of water extraction in the ground. Dig a shallow pit about three feet on the ground, use the water on the surface to evaporate and cool and condense when plastic cloth is exposed to cooling and condensation. In fact, if there is a water source, even if it is turbid, you can pour water into the pit to speed up the water extraction progress.

But Ye Mingxuan was worried about the water in the puddles he had encountered before, and would rather work harder to collect dew in the morning than filter the water in the puddle.

After more than half an hour, I dug a shallow pit with a diameter of about two feet and a depth of one foot, collected green plants, lay a layer at the bottom of the pit, cut the mineral water from it, throw the funnel-shaped half aside, and fix the remaining water cup-shaped water at the bottom of the pit, cover it with a plastic cloth, fill it with soil around it, and press a stone on the plastic cloth outlet, and condensed water will drip into the bottle along the inclined surface of the plastic cloth.

After doing all this, Ye Mingxuan sat down by the fire and filled in a few firewood. His eyes were twisted over the rising flames, psychedelic. As time passed, Ye Mingxuan's eyes began to wander, looking at the few people sleeping in the shelter, thinking about how to make everyone live a little easier.

At some point, Wu Jing sat down beside Ye Mingxuan with his arms and rubbed his eyes.

"What's wrong? I'm not sleeping yet?"

"fine!"

"Are you worried?"

Without the onlookers of the camera and staff, Wu Jing took out a pack of cigarettes from his backpack. Wu Jing basically didn't smoke, and occasionally one of them cheered up.

"It's okay, I just can't sleep, get up and see the fire!"

"Don't put all the pressure on yourself, otherwise why would you ask me to come? You make me feel useless!"

Wu Jing patted Ye Mingxuan on the shoulder, took a few sips, coughed so hard that he choked, and threw it into the fire.

"It's just hungry for a day. Ask Yue Yue, Chen Chichi, including your younger brother and sister. Don't say you don't eat for a day when you are on the show. It's normal not to have sex for two days without eating. There is no need to put such great pressure on yourself."

Ye Mingxuan nodded. Everyone knows the truth, but whether it can be done is two different things.

However, is Ye Mingxuan thinking about this? Part of it, how bad can this matter be? I don’t believe that the program team can watch several celebrity guests without eating or drinking for three days and three nights?

He just couldn't understand why Zhang's mother didn't understand him? She explained so clearly, why did she force him? Is this good for Zhang Zifeng? It may not be!

"Brother Jing, how did you and Sister Nan meet? Who is chasing who?"

"She must be chasing me!"

Wu Jing smiled proudly, his voice rising a little: "The first time Sister Nan gave me an exclusive interview, I don't know her."

Ye Mingxuan nodded and looked at the flames and remained silent.

"I'm talking about your sister, right?"

Ye Mingxuan was shocked and asked, "How did you know?"

"How did I know? Am I blind?"

The dry branches crackled in the fire, and the unknown night owls cried in the distance in the dark. In the fire, Wu Jing enlightened his little brother.

"You and Zi Feng...the guests who have participated in your program can see something more or less, but their eyes will not deceive people."

"Is it obvious? Brother Jing, look at my eyes, what do I think deep in my heart?"

Perhaps these people knew about Zhang’s mother’s behavior, but they just pretended not to know.

"What do you think, please ask me?"

Wu Jing focused on fiddling with the fire, and the nights in Africa were much colder than they thought.

"Um!"

"Can you tell me what happened? You're in a very wrong state after coming out of the Kamba Hunter."

Wu Jing looked at Ye Mingxuan's eyes sincerely. Ye Mingxuan and Zhang Zifeng's eyes could not hide things. No matter how well they were hidden on the surface, they were strange in their eyes.

"Brother Jing~"

"Hmm? If you have something to say, hesitation is not your personality!"

"I don't know what my feelings for the girl are. I think she is still young, and I will consider it when she becomes an adult, but~"

Ye Mingxuan sighed, wondering how to say Zhang's mother, did he force him to leave Zhang Zifeng? It seems that it didn't, but why did the matter reach this point? I can't figure it out!

"But Zhang Zifeng's mother asked you to make a promise?"

"You heard it?"

Wu Jing sneered and shook his head.

"Is it obvious that I still need to eavesdrop on?"

"Why?"

Ye Mingxuan's eyes showed different eyes, and seemed to think it was natural. Shouldn't Zhang Zifeng wait for another two years?

"You, it's too complicated to think about it. We are all artists in the entertainment industry and are facing various temptations at all times. If you don't say it far away, I will mention two names and think about it."

Wu Jing took the branch and wrote a Zu and Na on the ground. Ye Mingxuan suddenly realized that no wonder Zhang's mother said this. It turned out that the root of the problem was her. She had no intention of Zuer Ouyang, but Zhang's mother saw some hidden things, so she wanted Ye Mingxuan to make a promise.

"Then... can't you wait for Zhang Zifeng to become an adult?"

"How old is your sister this year?"

“16, I will celebrate my birthday next month and it will be 17.”

"No more, if you and Zi Feng are not clear about each other in the past year and are close to them, as a mother, what do you think her mother should do? According to your statement, her mother is actually very easy to talk to. If it were me, I also need you to make a promise. It's understandable. If you don't mean that, make it clear as soon as possible!"

Wu Jing dozed off and got up and returned to the shelter. He said everything he should say, it depends on what he thought. Others have no right to make decisions for him.

Ye Mingxuan recalled every word from Zhang’s mother and Wu Jing’s analysis, and seemed to be his own problem? But his age is so hard to accept.

"Brother Jing!"

"It's scary~ I'm so sleepy. If you have something to do, I'll collect dew early tomorrow morning!"

"That ~ age ~"

"I'll tell you~"

Wu stood up in anger and thought that others were still sleeping, so he lowered his voice and scolded: "Don't think about age. If you are interested, give someone a promise. What's the harm in waiting for another year? If you are unintentional, get out of here and go to bed! Pig brain!"

"Uh~"
Chapter completed!