How to Save a Failed Farm
Chapter 1
"Hello? Hello? Hi?" Ye Qun fiddled for a while, but there was still only the sound of electric current in his ears. He glanced at the phone, and reluctantly put it back into the pocket of his jacket, knowing that he could only rely on himself today.
With a bang, a drop of cold water hit his head, and quickly gathered.Ye Qun raised his head subconsciously, and saw that the clear blue sky had rolled into a circle of gray, and large dark clouds were stacked together, gathering above his head.
In the blink of an eye, countless raindrops rushed towards him, and one of them fell into his eyes without any mistakes.
Woodlands, subtropical climate, humid and rainy.
"—fuck!" Ye Qun was instantly chilled by the sudden downpour.
Ye Qun's current situation can perfectly explain what it means to have a house leak when it rains.
Before Ye Qun had time to take out his raincoat, he was drenched in water and wanted to uninstall the weather forecast.Considering his health condition, under such circumstances, it is impossible for him to spend the night at the camping base as originally planned.He now needs a shelter from the rain and hot water.
Fortunately, he took a map at the subway station in Houston, which happened to come in handy when there was no signal or network.Ye Qun opened the map. Modern people rely too much on navigation. He is not a person with a good sense of direction, but he has mastered some skills during the long journey.
The nearest Hunter Farm was only [-] yards away. Ye Qun put on his raincoat and walked along the road. He saw a white building standing in the endless wheat field from a distance, and he ran over quickly.
There was a fence erected on the border of the farm, and Ye Qun threw the huge hiking bag over it first, and then turned over by himself.Ye Qun silently said sorry, it was rude, but he needed help.The wet clothes stick to the body, and the November wind blows, and the heart cools down.Ye Qun tremblingly rang the doorbell, and soon someone opened the door.
"Oh my God! Please come in, I'll make you a cup of hot tea." As soon as the door opened, an extremely tall figure enveloped him, completely blocking the sight of Ye Qun who was 1.8 meters high.The owner of the house, with messy brown hair and a full beard, pulled him into the door with a light tug.
Ye Qun was placed on a wooden chair in front of the fireplace by him, and he rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind, threw a big towel to Ye Qun, and then rolled into the kitchen.No, it wasn't a gust of wind. His 1.9-meter tall man made the wooden floor tremble slightly when he ran.
"Thank you!" Ye Qun shouted at his back.
"It's okay." The big man turned his head, his silly smile made Ye Qun unconsciously relax.
When he went to make tea, Ye Qun huddled on the chair and looked at the house.The interior is made of stone walls, which are solid and can completely withstand the cold northwest monsoon.There is not much furniture, but it is well-styled and consistent with the style of the house.
Raindrops slanted in through the half-opened shutters, and Ye Qun walked over to close the window tightly, and the fragrant smell of rosemary clumps planted under the window came with the smell of moist earth.
Lance soon came back with two cups of hot tea, sat down opposite Ye Qun, and said, "Bad weather, isn't it?"
Ye Qun nodded, took a big sip of the hot tea, and his body warmed up with the heat.
The big man smiled shyly: "My name is Lance, Lance Hunter, and I am the owner of this farm."
"Ye Qun, Chinese." His eyes were slightly curved with a smile, which diluted the coldness between his brows.Ye Qun looked at Lance. The owner of the farm was quite handsome. Although half of his face was covered by a thick beard, he could still infer from the other party's beautiful brown eyes that he should be under 30 years old, about the same age as him. age.Lance has a perfectly shaped high nose, and the contours of his face look quite graceful under the beard.
"Backpacker, huh?" Lance said, pointing to his travel backpack.
"Yes." Ye Qun said helplessly, "I originally wanted to go to a nearby camping base, but I got lost and it was raining. Thank you so much for taking me in. I will leave when the rain stops."
"No, don't be in such a hurry." Lance waved his hands quickly, "I haven't been here for a long time, YeQ, Q..." He got stuck.
"The sound at the beginning of Q is a bit difficult for you, you can call me by my English name, Aubrey." Ye Qun suggested.
"It's okay, I like Chinese." Lance tried hard to make the sound.
Ye Qun thought this enthusiastic big man was a bit cute, and he instructed while demonstrating: "Close your lips, press your tongue down, like this..."
"Group." Lance finally succeeded, and continued, "It's raining in Houston, and it won't stop anytime soon. If you don't mind, you can stay with me for one night. I'm the only one here. empty room."
The Texans are so enthusiastic, Ye Qun happily accepted.He knows his body well. At 29 years old, he should be young and strong.But now it's not the same as before, and he can't overuse what little health he has left.
Lance looked at the dark-haired oriental young man opposite. The other party was wet all over, and his soft and shiny black hair was stuck on his head in a mess. He looked very embarrassed. He patted himself on the head regretfully: "You can go first Take a bath, it will warm up easier. The bathroom is on the right, and I'll make dinner."
There were a few pitifully simple toiletries in the bathroom. Ye Qun simply took a shower and came out of the steaming bathroom. Lance had almost finished dinner.He put corn soup and grilled chicken on the table, and warmly greeted Ye Qun to come over for dinner, while scratching his head embarrassedly: "I'm sorry for such a simple dinner...I'm a bachelor, and I'm not very good at cooking."
"Trust me, Lance." Ye Qun laughed, "For a backpacker, this is rich enough."
They didn't talk much during dinner. Ye Qun had been hiking all day and was very hungry, so he could only care about eating.Lance thoughtfully divided his corn soup in half, showing admiration: "You look...very thin."
Ye Qun heard what he meant, and he swallowed a mouthful of grilled chicken: "It tastes very good, man." He himself felt very strange, since he lost weight suddenly after getting sick.He kept reminding himself to cherish the last time and not to have too much psychological burden, but he was not as free and easy as he expected.Loss of appetite is a notable feature.
The dinner was quickly wiped out. Ye Qun felt that it was impolite for me to eat just now, and took the initiative to pack up the tableware and wash the dishes, but Lance pushed him on the sofa: "Hey, you are a guest, so I should entertain you." He stepped from the sofa He pulled out the remote control from under the mat and stuffed it into Ye Qun's hand, "You can watch TV for a while, or you can go upstairs to rest, your bedroom is the second on the left."
It was the first time for Ye Qun to experience the hospitality of the Texans, and Lance's strength made him unable to refuse. He was sure that the courtesy of the Chinese would not work here.Although very tired, Ye Qun sat on the sofa obediently, did not turn on the TV, but said to the kitchen: "I thought you would keep a dog? Almost every household in the countryside of China has a dog."
"I'm planning to live here alone. It's really lonely." Hunter's house has an open kitchen, with a TV and sofa next to the dining room, perhaps because the owner wants to eat while watching TV programs.Ye Qun could see Lance with his back turned to him, humming softly with the ding-dong of the water.
"Are you the only one on the farm?" Ye Qun recalled the large cornfield he saw in shock, "There are no workers?"
"The harvest season in October will hire one or two people from the town to help, and now the farms are all mechanized." Lance scribbled a washed plate on the drain rack, shrugging helplessly, Then started to wash the next one, "Yeah, most of the year, it's just me."
"That's lonely enough. Is the farm work busy?"
"A little bit, but I can handle it." Ye Qun looked at his physique, Lance took off his coat before washing the dishes, and only wore a close-fitting T-shirt, showing his strong and beautiful muscle lines under the fabric.Combined with his height, this enthusiastic big man is indeed not trying to grow up.
Lance washed the dishes, wiped his hands and sat next to him: "Let's talk about you, backpacker," he raised a bright smile, "How long have you been out?"
"Half a year." Ye Qun replied.
Lance was taken aback. He didn't expect that this thin-looking Chinese man had been traveling alone for half a year. He had also been a backpacker for a while, and he knew that it required perseverance and physical fitness.
At the request of Lance, Ye Qun began to talk about his journey from Tibet to Nepal. He traveled by car or plane, visited Azabaijan and Georgia, entered Europe from Turkey, and stayed in Western Europe for a while. Flew from Germany to New York before Sunday, all the way west on the territory of the United States.
They talked for a while, about the farm, and about the journey and the meaning of life.Ye Qun cautiously avoids some privacy issues, he knows that Europeans and Americans are very concerned about this, although he is very curious why Lance runs this farm alone, where is his family, and he can see from Lance's conversation that he He knows a lot and must have a lot of experience, not just a simple bumpkin.
The topic finally turned to philosophy, and the hour hand also pointed to nine o'clock. Lance noticed that Ye Qun was exhausted, and suggested that they all go back to their rooms to sleep.
Ye Qun was very grateful for his thoughtfulness, he dragged his heavy steps upstairs, already having an ominous premonition in his heart.It has been raining for too long today, and his immunity is already very weak after being sick.It was still raining outside the window, and the sound of the pattering rain did not affect him at all. As soon as Ye Qun fell into the soft bed, smelling the sheets mixed with the smell of sunshine and corn, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.
With a bang, a drop of cold water hit his head, and quickly gathered.Ye Qun raised his head subconsciously, and saw that the clear blue sky had rolled into a circle of gray, and large dark clouds were stacked together, gathering above his head.
In the blink of an eye, countless raindrops rushed towards him, and one of them fell into his eyes without any mistakes.
Woodlands, subtropical climate, humid and rainy.
"—fuck!" Ye Qun was instantly chilled by the sudden downpour.
Ye Qun's current situation can perfectly explain what it means to have a house leak when it rains.
Before Ye Qun had time to take out his raincoat, he was drenched in water and wanted to uninstall the weather forecast.Considering his health condition, under such circumstances, it is impossible for him to spend the night at the camping base as originally planned.He now needs a shelter from the rain and hot water.
Fortunately, he took a map at the subway station in Houston, which happened to come in handy when there was no signal or network.Ye Qun opened the map. Modern people rely too much on navigation. He is not a person with a good sense of direction, but he has mastered some skills during the long journey.
The nearest Hunter Farm was only [-] yards away. Ye Qun put on his raincoat and walked along the road. He saw a white building standing in the endless wheat field from a distance, and he ran over quickly.
There was a fence erected on the border of the farm, and Ye Qun threw the huge hiking bag over it first, and then turned over by himself.Ye Qun silently said sorry, it was rude, but he needed help.The wet clothes stick to the body, and the November wind blows, and the heart cools down.Ye Qun tremblingly rang the doorbell, and soon someone opened the door.
"Oh my God! Please come in, I'll make you a cup of hot tea." As soon as the door opened, an extremely tall figure enveloped him, completely blocking the sight of Ye Qun who was 1.8 meters high.The owner of the house, with messy brown hair and a full beard, pulled him into the door with a light tug.
Ye Qun was placed on a wooden chair in front of the fireplace by him, and he rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind, threw a big towel to Ye Qun, and then rolled into the kitchen.No, it wasn't a gust of wind. His 1.9-meter tall man made the wooden floor tremble slightly when he ran.
"Thank you!" Ye Qun shouted at his back.
"It's okay." The big man turned his head, his silly smile made Ye Qun unconsciously relax.
When he went to make tea, Ye Qun huddled on the chair and looked at the house.The interior is made of stone walls, which are solid and can completely withstand the cold northwest monsoon.There is not much furniture, but it is well-styled and consistent with the style of the house.
Raindrops slanted in through the half-opened shutters, and Ye Qun walked over to close the window tightly, and the fragrant smell of rosemary clumps planted under the window came with the smell of moist earth.
Lance soon came back with two cups of hot tea, sat down opposite Ye Qun, and said, "Bad weather, isn't it?"
Ye Qun nodded, took a big sip of the hot tea, and his body warmed up with the heat.
The big man smiled shyly: "My name is Lance, Lance Hunter, and I am the owner of this farm."
"Ye Qun, Chinese." His eyes were slightly curved with a smile, which diluted the coldness between his brows.Ye Qun looked at Lance. The owner of the farm was quite handsome. Although half of his face was covered by a thick beard, he could still infer from the other party's beautiful brown eyes that he should be under 30 years old, about the same age as him. age.Lance has a perfectly shaped high nose, and the contours of his face look quite graceful under the beard.
"Backpacker, huh?" Lance said, pointing to his travel backpack.
"Yes." Ye Qun said helplessly, "I originally wanted to go to a nearby camping base, but I got lost and it was raining. Thank you so much for taking me in. I will leave when the rain stops."
"No, don't be in such a hurry." Lance waved his hands quickly, "I haven't been here for a long time, YeQ, Q..." He got stuck.
"The sound at the beginning of Q is a bit difficult for you, you can call me by my English name, Aubrey." Ye Qun suggested.
"It's okay, I like Chinese." Lance tried hard to make the sound.
Ye Qun thought this enthusiastic big man was a bit cute, and he instructed while demonstrating: "Close your lips, press your tongue down, like this..."
"Group." Lance finally succeeded, and continued, "It's raining in Houston, and it won't stop anytime soon. If you don't mind, you can stay with me for one night. I'm the only one here. empty room."
The Texans are so enthusiastic, Ye Qun happily accepted.He knows his body well. At 29 years old, he should be young and strong.But now it's not the same as before, and he can't overuse what little health he has left.
Lance looked at the dark-haired oriental young man opposite. The other party was wet all over, and his soft and shiny black hair was stuck on his head in a mess. He looked very embarrassed. He patted himself on the head regretfully: "You can go first Take a bath, it will warm up easier. The bathroom is on the right, and I'll make dinner."
There were a few pitifully simple toiletries in the bathroom. Ye Qun simply took a shower and came out of the steaming bathroom. Lance had almost finished dinner.He put corn soup and grilled chicken on the table, and warmly greeted Ye Qun to come over for dinner, while scratching his head embarrassedly: "I'm sorry for such a simple dinner...I'm a bachelor, and I'm not very good at cooking."
"Trust me, Lance." Ye Qun laughed, "For a backpacker, this is rich enough."
They didn't talk much during dinner. Ye Qun had been hiking all day and was very hungry, so he could only care about eating.Lance thoughtfully divided his corn soup in half, showing admiration: "You look...very thin."
Ye Qun heard what he meant, and he swallowed a mouthful of grilled chicken: "It tastes very good, man." He himself felt very strange, since he lost weight suddenly after getting sick.He kept reminding himself to cherish the last time and not to have too much psychological burden, but he was not as free and easy as he expected.Loss of appetite is a notable feature.
The dinner was quickly wiped out. Ye Qun felt that it was impolite for me to eat just now, and took the initiative to pack up the tableware and wash the dishes, but Lance pushed him on the sofa: "Hey, you are a guest, so I should entertain you." He stepped from the sofa He pulled out the remote control from under the mat and stuffed it into Ye Qun's hand, "You can watch TV for a while, or you can go upstairs to rest, your bedroom is the second on the left."
It was the first time for Ye Qun to experience the hospitality of the Texans, and Lance's strength made him unable to refuse. He was sure that the courtesy of the Chinese would not work here.Although very tired, Ye Qun sat on the sofa obediently, did not turn on the TV, but said to the kitchen: "I thought you would keep a dog? Almost every household in the countryside of China has a dog."
"I'm planning to live here alone. It's really lonely." Hunter's house has an open kitchen, with a TV and sofa next to the dining room, perhaps because the owner wants to eat while watching TV programs.Ye Qun could see Lance with his back turned to him, humming softly with the ding-dong of the water.
"Are you the only one on the farm?" Ye Qun recalled the large cornfield he saw in shock, "There are no workers?"
"The harvest season in October will hire one or two people from the town to help, and now the farms are all mechanized." Lance scribbled a washed plate on the drain rack, shrugging helplessly, Then started to wash the next one, "Yeah, most of the year, it's just me."
"That's lonely enough. Is the farm work busy?"
"A little bit, but I can handle it." Ye Qun looked at his physique, Lance took off his coat before washing the dishes, and only wore a close-fitting T-shirt, showing his strong and beautiful muscle lines under the fabric.Combined with his height, this enthusiastic big man is indeed not trying to grow up.
Lance washed the dishes, wiped his hands and sat next to him: "Let's talk about you, backpacker," he raised a bright smile, "How long have you been out?"
"Half a year." Ye Qun replied.
Lance was taken aback. He didn't expect that this thin-looking Chinese man had been traveling alone for half a year. He had also been a backpacker for a while, and he knew that it required perseverance and physical fitness.
At the request of Lance, Ye Qun began to talk about his journey from Tibet to Nepal. He traveled by car or plane, visited Azabaijan and Georgia, entered Europe from Turkey, and stayed in Western Europe for a while. Flew from Germany to New York before Sunday, all the way west on the territory of the United States.
They talked for a while, about the farm, and about the journey and the meaning of life.Ye Qun cautiously avoids some privacy issues, he knows that Europeans and Americans are very concerned about this, although he is very curious why Lance runs this farm alone, where is his family, and he can see from Lance's conversation that he He knows a lot and must have a lot of experience, not just a simple bumpkin.
The topic finally turned to philosophy, and the hour hand also pointed to nine o'clock. Lance noticed that Ye Qun was exhausted, and suggested that they all go back to their rooms to sleep.
Ye Qun was very grateful for his thoughtfulness, he dragged his heavy steps upstairs, already having an ominous premonition in his heart.It has been raining for too long today, and his immunity is already very weak after being sick.It was still raining outside the window, and the sound of the pattering rain did not affect him at all. As soon as Ye Qun fell into the soft bed, smelling the sheets mixed with the smell of sunshine and corn, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.
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