How to Save a Failed Farm

Lance skinned the stag for meat and cut off a leg for today's cooking. This was not an easy task. It was already past lunch time when they were done, and they only ate some dry bread to satisfy their hunger.

"We can have a big meal in the evening." Lance said with longing as he washed the blood off his hands by the stream.He smelled the blood all over his body, so he simply took off his clothes and prepared to take another shower.

"Are you crazy?" Ye Qun's eyes widened in disbelief, "It's only 4 degrees now."

"What's wrong?" Lance jumped into the water without any hesitation. He brushed his wet hair behind his ears, raised his face and said to Ye Qun, "The water temperature is not too cold, do you want to wash it too?"

"No thank you." Ye Qun firmly refused, what a joke, he is an uncle who is almost 30 years old and needs to maintain his health.

Lance came out of the water in no time. He was naked, and his toned body was covered with water beads.Ye Qun threw him a dry towel, "Thank you." Lance showed two rows of white and neat teeth, and wiped them in front of Ye Qun without hesitation.

Ye Qun couldn't help being distracted, he remembered the tense muscles of Lance's whole body when he was ambushing with a gun in the morning.There is no doubt that Lance is a kind and tolerant honest man, always giggling all day long, and the dog's eye attack is more lethal than a decent husky sandwich.

But when he became serious, his calm expression and posture gave him a different vigor than usual.This kind of impact and particularity makes people's sensory aesthetics return to the original, and compared with his sunny and handsome face, he can pay more attention to the characteristics that exude strong male hormones.

Ye Qun's gaze uncontrollably slid from Lance's plump biceps, firm chest, and perfect abs to his tight buttocks and sculpted calves.He felt that his eyes looked like a pervert. Although Lance never tried to conquer him with his size advantage, in this natural and primitive environment, the wildness that had not completely subsided in the human body began to revive.After all, if it weren't for the animal nature that drove humans to plunder thousands of years ago, two people who have no purpose and ability to reproduce don't need to go to bed at all.

Ye Qun's mouth was dry for a while, and Lance turned his head feelingly under his fiery gaze.

"Are we thinking the same thing?" Lance asked softly, staring into his eyes.

Ye Qun licked his lips: "I think so."

In the evening, they sat in the afterglow of the sun, building a fire and preparing to cook.Following Lance's example, Ye Qun sharpened one end of a tree trunk with a diameter of about five centimeters.Holding the stone in his right hand, he pointed the dagger at the other end of the trunk with his left hand, and cut a hole in it.When they were done, Lance drove their pointy ends into the soil, hit the head with a rock a few times to help hold them in place, and inserted a bark-off branch into the two holes, Make a simple grill.He covered the fire with a handful of leaves, letting only the smoke escape through the cracks.

This step is to dry up the blood in the venison. The waiting process was very long. Ye Qun felt backache after sitting for a while. The action was too violent just now and strained his muscles.Lance immediately noticed his uncomfortable expression, and he put down his work: "Let me rub it for you."

Ye Qun lay lazily on Lance's lap.Lance carefully controlled the pressure, making sure it relieved his sore muscles without pain.Ye Qun snorted twice: "What did you eat to grow so big?"

Lance heard the teasing in his words, and the blush crawled inch by inch from his neck to his cheeks.Ye Qun said coolly: "Young man, you weren't so shy when you fucked me." He rubbed his waist and snorted, "I'm almost thirty, you have to be more restrained."

Lance touched his nose guiltily: "I'm sorry, I will pay attention next time."

"You say that every time." Ye Qun gave him a blank look, and didn't want to explore the truth of these words anymore.Obviously the man is lying about everything about sex, and he knows it.

After the blood was drained, Lance lowered the venison, brushed it with the prepared sauce, and roasted it in the fire.The roasted venison maintains its fresh and tender flavor, wrapped in fresh lettuce, and the leaf group likes it very much.

The only regret is that I missed the afternoon and didn't catch any fish. Lance's good luck didn't work today, or the fish in the river was full of experience, and the canning jars in the river were still empty until they went to sleep in the tent.

On the third morning, the temperature dropped significantly, and Lance said the first snow could be coming soon.Ye Qun stretched out one hand to feel the icy air, then immediately retracted and wrapped himself in the sleeping bag, unwilling to get up.Lance kissed him on the forehead, and set off alone on his back.

He closed his eyes and continued to sleep. After an unknown period of time, he heard abnormal noises outside while half asleep. It wasn't the sound of wind and water that he had heard for two days.He was a little dazed at first, but when he woke up, he immediately pricked up his ears vigilantly. After all, they were in the mountains, and it was not uncommon for wild animals to break into the camp, but if it was a beast, he needed to be prepared to deal with it.

He took down the gunpowder hanging on the tent wall, put his ear on the fabric and listened carefully.He recognized a series of footsteps, but not quite like Lance's, who walked very lightly despite his size.He regretted that his knowledge of wild survival was not rich enough. He couldn't even tell whether it was human footsteps or beasts. However, when he entered the mountain, Lance did not mention that there were ferocious beasts here. As long as they were not so big, he was confident. Can be solved.

Footsteps gradually approached, and a conversation sounded outside the tent.Ye Qun breathed a sigh of relief, but did not put down the gun in his hand.He listened carefully to what the people outside the tent were saying, but the western accent was so thick, mixed with something that looked like slang, that he could only understand a few words.

Ye Qun opened the tent and got out, and the two of them immediately looked back at him at the same time.

"Hello?" Ye Qun smiled at them.He noticed that both were young, slightly smaller than the Texas rednecks he'd seen.

"Hi," one of them showed a simple smile that is probably typical of Texas, "We are also here to hunt, and we came here to take a look when we found signs of people's activities nearby. It seems that you gained a lot yesterday." He pointed to the barbecue The remaining venison on the shelf spoke in English that Ye Qun could understand.

"Are you alone? That's amazing," said another adoringly.

"No, mine..." Ye Qun hesitated, not knowing how to address Lance, "My partner went out this morning."

"We're Brother Richard in town," the young man with the curly chestnut hair held out his hand enthusiastically. "I'm brother Jesse."

"I'm Aili." He had dark brown hair that was close to black, and it was only then that Ye Qun noticed that the two of them looked very similar.

Ye Qun exchanged English names with them: "Obiduo."

"Are you all international students? I'm a sophomore at the University of Houston this year." Ali said.

Ye Qun smiled helplessly. Westerners have a big misunderstanding of the age of Asians. "No, my friend is from the town, and he brought me hunting," he said simply.

"Jessie? Ali?" Lance's voice came from behind as they were talking, holding a fox in his hand.

"Oh! So your friend is Lance!" Jesse said excitedly. "He's an old hand among us."

Lance smiled a little shyly: "It's not that exaggerated, I just played with old Jack a few times." He turned to Ye Qun and covered him with the coat with concern: "It's cooling down, you can't wear it like this."

Jesse and Eli exchanged glances, looking at them with some doubts.Ye Qun nodded kindly at them, took the toiletries and went to the stream.

"When did you go up the mountain? We were about to leave," Lance said.

"I just entered the mountain today," Jesse said regretfully, "don't you guys stay for two more days? It would be great if you took it with you."

"We have to go back." Lance refused with a smile, "you better be careful, it will probably snow in the next two days."

"Okay, we've got to go, hopefully we'll get a horned deer too, you know Ali's a daredevil," Jesse sighed, "Hey! I wasn't the one who scared the squirrel away last time! "Eli punched him.

"Good luck." Lance patted each of them on the shoulder.

Jesse and Allie put their bags on their backs, and waved goodbye to Lance, "Bring your "friend" to our house to play when you have time!" Allie winked playfully.

After a while, Leaf came back from washing by the stream, and Lance sat on the ground gathering their firewood, covering the soot and black embers with a large handful of fallen leaves.

"The two young men left?"

Lance nodded and said gently: "They also invited me to take you home as a guest."

Ye Qun: "..." He couldn't help asking, "So have they seen our relationship?"

"Probably?" Lance said innocently, tilting his head.

"I told them that we are friends," Ye Qun said with a helpless expression, "but which friend will cover you with a coat the first time?"

"Hey, take it easy." Lance stood up and held his shoulders reassuringly. "I was just worried you'd catch a cold and you'd come out in a T-shirt. And they wouldn't mind that."

"The town is only this big, and you all know each other." Ye Qun sighed and covered his forehead, "We're coming out publicly, right?"

"Jesse and Ellie have a sense of proportion." Lance comforted, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Actually, as long as it takes a long time, the people in the town will always know."

"I understand," Ye Qun said weakly, "I'm just not mentally prepared." He squatted on the ground and began to study the corpse of the fox. Lance's bullet hit its head, but it didn't damage its body very much. Beautiful fiery red fur.

"Is fox meat edible?" He wrinkled his nose, "Would it taste strange?"

"Not if it's done well. Old Jack is an expert. He likes to eat fox meat very much. I'll take you to him tomorrow."