Yang Xiaobei took his things and the two of them walked up the mountain together. The higher they went, the harder it was to walk, and the more lush and verdant the trees became. "I've only heard of Gaofeng before, and this is my first time here. No wonder they don't stop people from coming up. If I didn't have some skills, I really wouldn't dare to come here."
Yang Xiaobei secretly glanced at Jiang Shushu's hand: "It's such a difficult mountain road. If I hold Shushu's hand, it shouldn't be too much, right? It should be reasonable, right? Otherwise, I will seem so inconsiderate, don't you think?"
Yang Xiaobei's hands were itching to move, but he never dared to do it.
Yang Xiaobei retracted his gaze. "There are still quite a lot of people at the foot of the mountain and on the outskirts. People from nearby villages come here, but basically no one goes inside, except for the army that comes every year to clear out a batch of animals. The last time I came here, I only went a little bit inside. We can just go a little bit inside. There are fewer people there, but there are still a lot of things. Don't go too deep in there. It's not safe."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
When the two of them crossed the outer iron fence and came to a steep slope, Yang Xiaobei saw the opportunity and immediately ran up, then reached out to pull Jiang Shushu up, and then he never let go of his hand. Yang Xiaobei pulled Jiang Shushu and slowly walked in.
Yang Xiaobei didn't even turn around to look at Jiang Shushu, pretending nothing had happened. Yang Xiaobei made up his mind that as long as Jiang Shushu didn't shake off his hand, he would never let go.
Seeing that Yang Xiaobei didn't let go after pulling her up, Jiang Shushu looked up at him, wanting to see what he meant. But Yang Xiaobei just walked forward with a serious look on his face, not looking at her.
Jiang Shushu comforted himself: He must have forgotten, or he was worried that there was danger here. Anyway, we are a couple, so holding hands is normal. Let's just hold hands. Other gay men have taken the initiative, so there is no need for us to be shy.
Jiang Shushu did not pull his hand back, but instead half-held Yang Xiaobei's hand.
Yang Xiaobei felt that Jiang Shushu took the initiative to shake his hand, and the corners of his mouth were raised so high that he almost couldn't suppress it.
Neither of them let go, and neither of them mentioned holding hands. They occasionally communicated in a low voice. They walked more than 30 meters in and then stopped.
"Shushu, we'll be operating around here."
"Okay." Jiang Shushu let go of Yang Xiaobei's hand.
Only then did Yang Xiaobei reluctantly let go of his hand. He took out two knives from the sack and handed one to Jiang Shushu, "Shushu, take it, just in case."
Jiang Shushu took the knife without saying a word, and then kept holding it casually, and so did Yang Xiaobei.
"I dug a trap last time. Let's go over and see if there's anything. Then I'll set the trap and make the snare."
"Okay, you set the trap and I'll throw the stones. I'm good at this." I will never let any chicken escape from under my stones. I must do something big today.
Yang Xiaobei was very lucky. There was a pheasant and a hare in the trap. Both were injured but not dead yet. Yang Xiaobei put on gloves and stuffed the pheasant and rabbit directly into the sack, and then restored the trap to its original state.
"There are so many trees here. Do you think there might be some hundred-year-old ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum? If we come across them, we'd be rich."
"Yes, but it's probably very deep inside. Although few people come here, there are always a few brave ones every year. If it's here, if you want ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum, forget it. Let's think about something more practical, like pheasant, hare, or maybe a wild boar if we're lucky."
"Everyone always has dreams. How many people dream of becoming rich overnight? It's okay to think about it. What if we get lucky and encounter it?"
Yang Xiaobei: "..." Anyway, I don't dare to think about it. At most, I dream of encountering a big fat pig and earning a hundred or eighty yuan.
Although Yang Xiaobei didn't dare to think about it, it didn't stop him from cheering him on. "That makes sense. Then today it all depends on our luck. What if we really become rich overnight and reach the pinnacle of life? Let's go to the department store and buy everything from the bottom to the top, and then from the top to the bottom. Let's have a leisurely stroll."
Jiang Shushu: "Okay, it depends on our luck today." Although he knew that there was probably no hope, the result was not important. What was important was the process. If he couldn't find ginseng or ganoderma lucidum, he could find some wild vegetables or fruits.
The two men stood where they could see each other and were busy. One was setting a trap, and the other was looking for pheasants and rabbits, preparing to kill them with one stone. By the way, they also looked to see if there were any legendary ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum (actually they were looking for wild vegetables and fruits).
More than two hours later, both of them had a good harvest. Yang Xiaobei caught three wild rabbits, Jiang Shushu killed four pheasants, and found some wild strawberries.
Jiang Shushu looked at his watch and found that it was already 11:30, so he walked over to invite Yang Xiaobei to have lunch.
Yang Xiaobei took off his gloves and placed them next to the sack, then he and Jiang Shushu found a clean stone to sit on.
Jiang Shushu poured some water from the military canteen, wet a palm-sized piece of cloth, and handed it to Yang Xiaobei: "Wipe it."
"I don't need it, you can use it." It's okay for a grown man to be a little rough.
"I brought several small pieces of cloth, and I wiped it."
When Yang Xiaobei heard this, he immediately took the small piece of cloth, wiped his face with two fingers first, and then wiped his hands. The thin piece of cloth turned black.
“Is this something that needs to be recycled?”
"No, throw it away. These are just scraps of cloth, of no use." He didn't like the beggar's clothes that were pieced together, and there was no use in keeping them. The leftover scraps of cloth were usually sewn together by his mother to be used as rags. There were not enough rags at home, so what was the use of this palm-sized scrap of cloth?
"Okay." Yang Xiaobei threw the piece of cloth on the ground, then used his feet to pick up some soil and bury it.
Jiang Shushu handed Yang Xiaobei a lunch box, and then the two of them ate lunch while chatting.
"Xiaobei, when do you plan to go back?"
"I'm fine with that. You can come back whenever you want."
"Then go back at two in the afternoon and have the whole feast."
"OK."
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After finishing the meal, Yang Xiaobei packed the two lunch boxes in bags and put them back into the backpack. Having just finished their meal, the two of them were too lazy to move, so they just sat on the rocks and looked at the scenery.
After eating and drinking, and with only the two of them together, Yang Xiaocheng wanted to further develop their relationship.
Yang Xiaobei sat closer, next to Jiang Shushu, and then looked ahead, "Shushu, if you are tired, lean on my shoulder and rest for a while." Shushu didn't refuse when I held his hand just now, so it should be okay for him to lean on his shoulder, right?
Jiang Shushu looked up at Yang Xiaobei and wanted to laugh when he saw him looking straight ahead seriously, but he held it back to save his face.
Haha, is this the legendary repressed and reserved Yang Xiaobei?
Jiang Shushu decided to tease him, "Ah, I'm not tired, I'm not tired at all."
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