There is no morning light, and the boundary between the tree and the white ground can be seen in the woods under the window.

Before the little guy woke up, Qi Yu walked to the stove, twisted the dry food into powder, mixed it with maple sugar and boiled it until it was viscous, and used this simple adhesive to glue the hunting arrow. The shaft of the arrow grinded by the little guy is surprisingly straight and round, and with a slight correction of the weight, the tail feathers of the arrow can be glued to become a sharp weapon.

As he was repairing the arrow, there was a sound of soft footsteps behind Qi Yu. It's Qi Ji, the naughty little guy. Qi Yu pursed the corners of his mouth, but he didn't stop what he was doing, waiting for the little guy's sneak attack.

"Old man!!" Before the words fell, a pair of small palms slapped on his shoulders as expected.

Qi Yu didn't turn around, leaned forward slightly, threw the small figure behind him forward with his backhand, and slipped him back to stabilize the moment the little guy landed. Qi Ji spun around like this, his eyes were shocked, and then he looked at his father in confusion and surprise, and the thief muttered a few words at him: "Old man, when did you become so powerful?" ”

"Did you steal it from Uncle Mark? Uncle Mark is a serious hunter, and it's enough to teach you just two tricks. ”

"This trick was good just now, you have to teach me, it's idle anyway, you can beat the child to distract yourself if you're fine, right?"

Qi Yu also looked at his hand in a daze, gave his son a roll of his eyes, carried a big mountaineering bag, hung a mountaineering rope on his left shoulder, and hung it on his waist full of arrows, ready to go.

After packing himself up, Qi Yu tightened his son's collar, grabbed a piece of cloth from the bed and wrapped it around his son's neck, and advised, "Wait until you go out, you have to follow." It's been a long time since I've seen any beasts outside, but it's better to be careful. ”

After speaking, Qi Yu pulled on the scarves of the two of them to cover their mouths and noses, and went up the slanted corridor to the main hatch. Removing the canned food box that was warned last night, Qi Yu walked in front and opened the main hatch, jumped out after silently, and observed that there was no movement around, so he pulled Qi Ji down with his backhand and climbed out.

The little one followed very closely. Listening to the rapid breathing behind him, Qi Yu knew that the little guy was a little nervous, so he pulled the strap on the backpack and put it in the little guy's hand for him to hold, and the little guy was much more relieved.

From the main cabin to the edge of the rock wall quickly, Qi Yu turned back again to confirm the safety of the main hatch, looking back at the main hatch from the edge of the rock wall, he would only see a slightly raised hillock, mixed with undulating rock leaves, and he couldn't see it at all until the hatch opened this side, Qi Yu was relieved.

After confirming, the two walked to a relatively intact rock. Qi Yu stepped on it with his foot and jumped a few times to confirm that there was no weathering and stratification on the edge of the rock, so as to avoid landslides when climbing. The reason why trees are not used is because the trees are not close enough.

Qi Yu untied the rope and pulled it open, and it was a prepared climbing rope, on which Qi Yu tied a lot of climbing knots, which saved effort and rested with confidence, and could be used as a rope ladder.

"Dad, you still have this craft! When did you get it? Why didn't I see you get it? Qi Ji looked at the things in his father's hand, and was pleasantly surprised that even his usual slippery mouth had changed. Qi Yu ignored him and put thick bark on the edge of the chosen rock to prevent the climbing rope from being broken.

After getting the liner, Qi Yu put the two rope traps at the end of the rope on his shoulders, stood on the edge of the rock wall, put the rope down the liner, and tied the safety rope to his son. There are no trees, pillars, or other places on the edge of the rock where safety ropes and climbing ropes can be attached. Qi Ji up and down is not like Qi Yu can climb alone, Qi Yu can only use his body to pull the rope and let the little guy go down first.

After getting ready, Qi Yu said a few words to the little guy: "When you go down, hold your hands firmly and then put your feet, and then let go when your feet are stable." Take your time and don't rush. If the safety rope is loose, call me, don't struggle, don't panic. Then he motioned for the little one to climb down.

The little guy was lying on the edge of the rock wall at this time and grabbed the rope noose, then turned his butt and slowly moved it down, and his little eyes were pitiful and panicked at his father not far in front of him. The old man of his family looked a little serious, leaned back, and held the rope connecting the lives of the two fathers and sons tightly with both hands, and the height of one meter seven or eight looked extremely tall at this time.

The little guy remembers that in the family photo, the old man of his family is another kind of gentle and elegant, which is like a true iron man now. And after so many days of not taking care of it, the old man of his family is about to become a savage, and the old mother can't recognize it even if he is still estimating.

Looking at Qi Ji, who was staring at him in a daze, Qi Yu couldn't help but urge him to hurry up. The little one grimaced at himself, moved his little body and cautiously disappeared under the rock. Qi Yu felt the methodical vibration from the rope and felt a lot more relieved. He wanted to blurt out just now, which parent is willing to let their children face such dangers? It's just that if you don't go through this today, one day you're gone, and the little guy won't know anything alone, what should I do?

It was already dark when they came down, and they were crouching behind the bushes, with a glade in front of them. The breeze came along the ground, and the two people at the downwind outlet suddenly felt a little cold, and the reason why they chose this place was because the upwind outlet was so close that it was easy for the deer to smell the human smell and be alert.

It was still early for the deer to usually appear, and Qi Yu could make more preparations. He took out a piece of dry food, took out maple syrup, wrapped it in a sweet and creamy icing, and kneaded it into several pieces and threw it into the clearing where the deer usually forage.

"Old man, did Uncle Mark teach you this?" Behind him, his son's voice was lowered.

"Hmm." Qi Yu responded, and Mark's impression appeared in his mind.

Mark is a local real estate agent, and he handled the estate of his deceased wife that Qi Yu inherited when he took his son abroad. Qi Yu couldn't understand why his wife would buy such a house here. After the arrival of the father and son, Mark was very enthusiastic to help the two of them through the formalities and decoration. During the renovation, the father and son temporarily lived in Mark's house. In return, Qi Yu cooked a sumptuous Chinese meal for Mark on the day of check-in, which unexpectedly made Mark a loyal fan of Chinese cuisine.

The father and son came here during the hunting season, and in the days that followed, Qi Yu learned that Mark was still an excellent hunter. After becoming obsessed with Chinese food, Mark is even more keen to hand over his prey to Qi Yu to cook and then enjoy it together. The most hunting badges issued in the area are deer, and the venison pot is always on the table of the three throughout the hunting season. Mark would sometimes take Qi Yu out to breathe while hunting, and then Qi Yu learned to handle prey under Mark's teaching. The chicken sold here is ready-made, and Qi Yu doesn't need to kill it, so Qi Yu won't kill chickens, but will kill deer.

The little guy has been mentioning Mark recently, and Qi Yu is a little jealous. Mark has been alone since his divorce three years ago. When picking up Qi Yu and his wife, the thin boy in a black suit stood in front of Mark, his fragile eyes and helpless appearance instantly shattered Mark's weak heart, and then lived with Qi Yu's father and son.

"Qi Ji, you treat your Uncle Mark better than me." Qi Yu muttered as he chewed a withered weed in his mouth, his eyes still staring at the movement in the clearing.

"You look at the things left by my mother at home every day, and only Uncle Mark plays with me." Qi Ji's eyes dimmed again when he heard this, and he didn't say anything for a long time, and then he spoke for a long time: "Dad, let's go find my uncle." ”

"Okay." Qi Yu answered, half-crouched on the ground and put the arrow on the bow. The sound of the wind in my ears has long been heard intermittently and intermittently, and the main lord has not appeared until noon. Qi Yu was a little anxious, but the little guy in the back looked at the scorched yellow clouds above his head at noon and remembered the pot in his hometown.

The little guy remembers the pot on the wood-fired stove in his hometown, and the last crispy stew and soup in the venison pot tasted the best. It's a pity that Uncle Mark may not be able to eat it.

When we returned from the hunt that evening, everyone was chatting as usual, when suddenly a white light flashed outside the window, and then there was a strong vibration and roar. When I went out, the town was in chaos. At that time, Uncle Mark decided to stay in the town to help evacuate, but asked his father and himself to take shelter in the Maple Valley bunker outside the town along the road, and loudly told the two not to come out until he passed.

It's just that two or three months have passed now, and the little guy still hasn't waited for Uncle Mark's arrival. Thinking of this, Qi Ji couldn't help but lower his head and tug on the corner of his old man's clothes. Qi Yu looked back at Qi Ji and understood what the little guy was thinking. Mark is not a relative, but a family member. Qi Yu also wanted to know where Mark was at this time, but he couldn't comfort the little guy now.

Qi Yu didn't say anything, and as soon as he touched the little guy's head, he saw the bushes in the forest shaking, and a black-tailed young deer came out.

The little thing looked a head taller than Qi Ji, walking around the bushes and woods with its short horns, trying to find some remaining young stems. After a while, he seemed to have found something, ran to the place where Qi Ji put the bait, tested it, and chewed it with confidence.

Qi Ji slowly turned his head to his son, put his index finger in front of his lips, and slowly moved towards a bush further ahead.

Sometimes the deer eat with their heads down, and sometimes they look around vigilantly. When the deer was looking for another piece of bait, he lowered his head and turned around, just turning his back to Qi Yu.

No need to hesitate! Qi Yu stood up and whistled at the deer.

The deer twisted his neck and turned around, and the fifty-pound hunting bow was almost full by Qi Yu in an instant.

The tip of the nose, the side of the fingers, the head of the deer! Three points and one line!

There was a muffled sound, and the arrow was almost in a straight line towards the deer's head, and the deer fell in response.

"You're amazing, old man!" Qi Ji in the back raised his hands, shouted and jumped up, twisted his ass like Uncle Mark, and came to a B-BOX.

Qi Yu was naturally very happy, he had only played with arrows a few times before, but this time the result was still perfect. It's just that the moment Jian Yu let go of the string, he left a hole in Qi Yu's right cheekbone, which was fortunately not deep.

Qi Yu lifted his shirt to cover his face, and ran towards the fallen prey with a bow. The little guy also ran close to observe the deer, which used to be eaten venison, and today I really saw the scene for the first time.

The fifty-pound bow was extremely lethal at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and the shaft of the arrow sank deep into the deer's left eye, killing him with a single blow to the cerebral cord. The deer's right eye was not closed, and the big eyes were staring blankly at the sky. The deer's mouth is slightly open, and you can see that there are no chewed and swallowed pieces of dry food inside.

"Old man, I suddenly don't want to eat venison pots." Qi Ji retreated to the side with regret and disgust, vomited, and stopped looking at the deer. Every time Marco brought back the prey, Qi Yu basically cleaned it up alone in the backyard, and Qi Ji was only responsible for eating, how could he ever see a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere?

"What's wrong? Isn't it fun anymore? ”

"Hmm"

Qi Yu didn't explain too much, rubbed the little guy's head, and dealt with the prey.

This deer Qi Yu only cut off four legs, and the rest were not used. Without a lot of salt and good weather, it is difficult to prepare good deerskins; Disemboweling can attract ferocious predators. At that moment, Qi Yu should deal with the prey as quickly as possible, and not stay here for a long time.

Qi Yu picked out the branches from the bushes and gathered the deer's hooves, and put the two deer legs on his shoulders, and the two of them returned, and soon returned to the place where they came down. Qi Yu was going to climb up first, use the safety rope to hang the materials up, and then let Qi Ji come up along the climbing rope. Putting down the things on his body, Qi Yu found that Qi Ji still looked unhappy, and his heart moved: "Qi Ji! ”

"Huh? What's wrong? As if awakened, the little one looked up at his father.

Qi Yu frowned and made a bitter face, looking loveless, pulling the hem of his bloody shirt and pants, and complaining to his son: "Look, tonight's clothes are hard to wash." I can't wash it clean, so how can we go out and find you Uncle Mark. ”

Qi Ji was also annoyed when he thought about it: "Old man, you are so annoying! How to wash so much blood! ”

Qi Yu walked up to his son and touched his son's hair: "Didn't you say that we would wash clothes together in the future?" Feel relieved. ”

The little guy immediately became happy and arrogant: "That's pretty much it!" ”