How to Save a Failed Farm

"It's as if you really would kill to eat it." Ye Qun snorted at this. Lance didn't even want to eat the rooster he raised. He kept it until Sally died of illness this winter, and dug a hole in the backyard to bury it. .Thinking about it this way, it will not be easy to dig five pits the size of adult cattle in the future.

Lance choked. Ye Qun really understood him, and he told the truth: "We can sell them to others when they mature."

"Then I hope you won't cry like little Kim, Miss Hunter." Ye Qun raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously.Although Lance didn't cry when the big rooster died, he was so sad that he kept blaming himself for not taking good care of it. "A chicken can live for 14 years, and Sally is less than three years old." Ye Qun had no choice but to hug him The furry head comforted.

"You're just saying that now." Lance shook his head, "When you raise them with your own hands, you will also feel the sadness."

Ye Qun shrugged and did not deny that he did not raise any animals. If a year ago, he would never have dreamed that he would now raise chickens, dogs, and now more cattle.

They bought another basket of chicks from the market. Ye Qun prayed that there would be a hen in it, and at least they could eat eggs. Otherwise, their breeding business would really be like voluntary labor. In ten years, they will retire these chickens and cattle one by one.

When they went back, they had trouble with how to bring the five cows back. They originally planned to let them stand on the back of the pickup truck and carry them back, but now it seems that the batch of cows is a little bigger than they thought... Ye Qun asked with a headache: " How did Kim bring them here?"

"As you can see, she came here on horseback."

Ye Qun was dumbfounded: "Are we going to drive the cattle back?"

"We can have three cows stand on top of the pickup truck, and two can drive away," Lance looked at it, "let them switch places every once in a while."

"Then here comes the question, can you drive cattle?" Ye Qun asked, he couldn't imagine how funny it would be for them to drive the cattle behind in a pickup truck, but it turned out that it wasn't just funny.

They drove slowly from behind, and the journey that usually took less than two hours seemed endless today.Obviously, the green grass growing on both sides of the road is irresistibly attractive to them, and they want to run into the ground as they walk. Lance almost drove the car into a ditch to block them.

Lance slammed the steering wheel to stop the car, and the two opened the car doors from both sides and jumped out. It was not easy at all to pull back the two calves that had rushed into the field.

Ye Qun tried to seduce him at first, stretching his arms with his waist bent, and moving his fingers teasingly.But he soon understood that catching cows was not a joke.As soon as they approached, the two calves backed away as if frightened.

"What should I do?" Ye Qun asked with his mouth, he didn't dare to make a sound now, for fear of scaring the cows and making them run further.

"They are still small, so they should be able to be caught directly." Lance said and jumped on them.

Although he is not yet an adult, the calf's brute force should not be underestimated. Ye Qun was careless for a moment, and was taken to the ground by the struggling calf. He stubbornly refused to let go, and collapsed holding the calf and rolled on the ground several times , Only then found a balance point and stood up again.

Lance let out an uncontrollable chuckle, and Ye Qun glared at him. He knew that he must be in a mess now, with grass clippings stuck to his messy hair and coat. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Lance held back a smile and helped him remove the grass leaves from his hair, patted his coat, his handsome facial features twisted, an exaggerated smile accompanied by an unstoppable hahaha at the same time Appear.

"What's so funny...you're going to run away if you don't drive the cow!" Ye Qun growled in a low voice.

The heart is so tired, the most unlovable thing in life is that the scene of chasing the cow was repeated three times. Ye Qun felt that if there were cameras on this section of the road, the people watching the surveillance might laugh because of the scene of them chasing the cow. U-turned.

For the third time, as they hunkered down and stalked like thieves, they tried to get close to the calf grazing in the grass when a car pulled up.

"What are you doing?" A familiar figure came out of the car, with a deerskin jacket and gray hair. There was no other person in Woodland with this tall and straight figure.

Old Jack's face was full of genuine doubts, and Ye Qun raised his hand in embarrassment: "...Hi." Coincidentally, I really want to know.

After figuring out what they were doing, Old Jack showed the expression that young people nowadays have their heads caught by titanium alloy doors. Ye Qun seemed to see the corners of his mouth twitching twice on his wrinkled face: "Put it on." I'm going to get in the car, I'm going to come to the farm to find you."

"Call me if you have anything to do, Jack," Lance said worriedly, "you need to be careful when you go out now."

Old Jack ignored him, but said, "I've hunted a wild boar, and I'll send you some."

"You're hunting again!" cried Lance in disbelief. "Look, old Jack, you can't..."

"I'm old, but I'm not crippled." Old Jack glared at Lance and interrupted him impatiently, "Do you want to continue standing here or help me get your calf on this old bone? car?"

With the help of old Jack, they finally dragged their feet back to the farm with five calves.It was almost eight o'clock after dinner, and they couldn't let a 75-year-old man drive back overnight, so they tried their best to persuade old Jack to stay in the prepared guest room to rest.

But the stubborn old hunter would not stay overnight on the farm: "Tomorrow I have to get up early to milk the sheep," he said, putting on his felt hat and leaving.

The open windows were rattling by the wind, and the weather in early March was far from warm. Lance took his coat from the coat hook, "Then I'll take you home."

"Boy, I'm old enough to be your grandfather, but I'm not too old to drive a pile of iron."

But on this matter, Lance refused to give an inch, and old Jack stared angrily. Since Ye Qun couldn't get angry here, he opened the door without saying a word, and Lance quickly followed.

Ye Qun was worried that it would be unsafe to drive at night, and there would be no lighting around the boundary stone of Johnny Farm, so he also took his coat and said, "I'll be with you."

It had been a long time at night, and for safety reasons, Lance drove the car very slowly. By the time they returned to the farm from Old Jack's residence, it was past morning.

The country road was deserted, and there was no light along the way. Only a bleak first quarter moon hung alone in a corner of the night sky. Except for the occasional soft sound of branches and leaves blown by the wind, this vast farmland was eerily silent.

"Wait a minute," Ye Qun suddenly said. He lay on the window and opened his eyes wide to see clearly, while subconsciously lowering the volume, "Is... someone in the field?"

Lance followed his direction and looked from a distance. There were indeed two beams of lights shining in the field, very faint, but very conspicuous in the dark night.

They held their breath at the same time, a gust of night wind blew, causing the leaves to rattle, and the two faint lights seemed to be blown out, and disappeared into the field again.

Ye Qun felt a drop of cold sweat slipping down from his temples, and he swallowed: "You don't have any rural legends here, right?"

"I remember you are a science student?" Lance replied in a breathy voice.

"I just want to make sure, I'm a materialist, thank you." Ye Qun muttered a few words in a low voice.

"It's really strange," Lance murmured. "It can't be a wolf. The wolf's eyes can't be so bright. It's so late, who would come to the field?"

The cold night wind made Ye Qun tremble. In the wilderness, the night was dark, and the shadows of the trees were pulled into strange shapes. His rich imagination was playing an inappropriate role at this moment. Ye Qun stopped himself from thinking about it, "Is there any Could it be fireflies?"

"Fireflies don't appear until summer, dear."

Lance thought for a while, then lowered the car window: "Who—" Ye Qun quickly covered his mouth as soon as he uttered a syllable, and he turned off the lights, "Shut up, we haven't figured out who they are yet." What are you here for, do you have any accomplices?"

A carefree smirk appeared on Lance's face: "Exclusion, surely it's not here to wish us a Happy Easter."

Ye Qun glared at him: "This is not funny."

"Exclusion method, it shouldn't be here to throw the corpse." He observed carefully for a while, and reasoned cautiously.

"Throw away the body?" Lance's eyes widened, his expression full of disbelief.

"Driving in the middle of nowhere to dump the body after killing someone - classic crime plot, but our farm is to the west and coming from the city shouldn't pass us first."

"Very reasonable speculation," Lance said dryly.

"Is it possible that it was kidnapping... or robbery?" Ye Qun asked, "Does anyone else know that you are a rich man with 700 million in the trust fund?"

Lance shook his head silently: "No, except for my grandfather's family, but they are in England..."

"But you have always spent money lavishly, and the farm suffered serious losses, and you didn't panic at all, and you moved here from other places, no one knows what you did before." Ye Qun commented, "It's very likely that someone will guess it. You have a rich legacy."

"That's only possible for the people in the town to know." Lance said vigilantly, "Shh, those two lights appeared again."