The current tent is cone-shaped, with insufficient width and height inside.
Fu Miaoxue still remembers the pain of not being able to stretch her legs last night and wants to modify the tent into a rectangular shape.
The idea is wonderful, but implementing it is fraught with difficulties.
She just constructed one "wall" when she realized that the cloth strips used to fix the branches had run out.
Fu Miaoxue: "..."
It feels a bit like eagerly building with blocks, only to suddenly find there aren't enough pieces to play with...
At this moment, Du Lai came back holding a large leaf filled with bright red berries.
Fu Miaoxue's eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over excitedly, surrounding him with questions: "Where did you pick these? What kind of berries are these? Are they edible? Could they be poisonous?"
Even as she asked, her hands weren't polite at all, picking a berry and putting it into her mouth—
"Mmm..."
Fu Miaoxue's lips pursed into a cross.
