A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang took the kitchen knife, polished it on the stone, and went up the mountain.

He raised his head and looked at the trees in front of him. They were tall and straight, towering into the sky. They were obviously precious trees, but Chu Fang did not cut them down.

It was not because he was afraid of breaking the law by destroying precious trees, but because these trees were very tall and thick, and he could not handle them with his strength.

Moreover, trees with vigorous vitality could not be burned, and he had to find trees that could be burned.

Chu Fang searched everywhere around the mountains and forests. Perhaps because there were few people, or perhaps because of the geographical climate, the trees here were very tall. He searched for a long time before he found a slightly smaller and flammable tree. He picked up the kitchen knife and cut the trunk.

After cutting a few times, he sighed at his red palm.

Thinking of Chu Fang, he was spoiled since he was a child. His mother kept him in her mouth for fear that he would melt, and held him in her palm for fear that he would fall. He grew up to be a billionaire, but now he was cutting trees here.

Why do I feel so sad when I think about it.

It's all because of that bitch Zhong Tingyue!

Thinking of this, he cast his eyes on Zhong Tingyue, who was sitting steadily by the lake, wearing a snow-white down jacket, with a graceful figure. She was looking at the fishing rod, touching Lily in her arms, and reading a book, with a leisurely posture, as if she was not trapped here, but a fairy living in seclusion here.

As if she noticed the gaze, she turned her head and looked at each other, and their eyes met.

Zhong Tingyue raised her voice, and the clear voice echoed in this place: "Why are you looking at me?~~~"

"I want to die~~~"

"You should finish chopping the firewood first and then die~~~"

What a heartless bitch!

Chu Fang was furious.

He chopped the tree trunk with a knife after a knife, and soon, with a cracking sound, the tree fell down.

He then trimmed the trees and cut the branches and trunks into small pieces so that they could be transported down the mountain more easily.

As time passed, the sun had climbed up the sky. The altitude here was very high, and there were few clouds and fog. The temperature of the sun could be clearly felt. The cold air dissipated and it became hot.

Chu Fang looked at the sky, took off his down jacket, and continued to work.

Fortunately, he often played basketball and had good physical fitness. Otherwise, he would not know what to do if he encountered such a situation.

As the temperature rose, the little yellow-haired boy also ran out of the RV, and seemed to be delighted by the scenery here. He played with Lily, and the two little ones were fighting, and their voices echoed in it.

When the sun rose to the middle, Chu Fang finally transported the trunk of the tree down and piled it in front of the RV. While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looked at the trees in front of him and said, "These firewood should be enough to burn for a few days."

He nodded to Zhong Tingyue with some pride, and asked the beautiful girl next to him with some complacency: "Woman, am I awesome?"

Zhong Tingyue nodded: "Awesome."

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."

"..."

Chu Fang kicked the sleeping tabby cat and changed his sleeping position. This position was too hot.

He went to the RV, washed up briefly, and changed into a cool set of clothes. He was refreshed and walked out of the RV, walked to Zhong Tingyue's place, stretched his neck, and looked at the fish bucket, which was empty.

He glanced at Zhong Tingyue who was sitting upright: "I've been busy all morning, but you didn't catch any fish. What can you do?"

"..."

Zhong Tingyue had no words to refute. She was indeed "empty-handed".

She used to be an excellent fisherman, but now she has no catch. She feels ashamed.

Chu Fang looked at the time. It was already twelve o'clock. He walked back to the RV and called the satellite phone again, but it was still a beeping sound and could not be connected. It seemed that the satellite phone had been broken since yesterday.

He walked to the kitchen and carefully checked the refrigerator. Vegetables and meat could last for five days. There was a lot of flour and rice. They were bought before leaving, thinking of cooking on the way.

But along the way, most of the time they ate local delicacies and rarely cooked, so there was a lot left. If they used it sparingly, combined with the fish they caught, it should last for more than a month.

In other words, the two of them could survive for a month.

He thought that someone should come here in a month. Even if not, Chu Ma and Gao Ruoyun would call the police to search for them if they found out that they were missing. A month would be enough time to find them.

Chu Fang was making lunch, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried meat. Considering that there were not many vegetables and meat, he only made two dishes, which were very simple and homely.

After he finished cooking, he called the "air force guy" to go home for dinner. The two sat opposite each other. Chu Fang said, "Mr. Zhong, can you not look so calm? If we can't catch any fish, we can only eat flour and rice."

"That's good. I love pasta." Zhong Tingyue nodded, aware that her boyfriend was speechless, a beautiful smile appeared on her delicate face: "You come to fish this afternoon."

"Okay." Chu Fang said, "I'll show you what a real fishing master is."

After eating, Chu Fang pushed the bowl and went straight to the fishing platform, staring at the calm lake, the float rippled with it, and suddenly the float floated down. He suddenly picked up the fishing rod, but to his surprise, no fish was hooked.

A giggle came from the side, and his face pulled, and he explained: "Don't blame me, it's just a mistake."

"Hehe..."

Zhong Tingyue sat next to him with a small stool and a drawing board, facing the beautiful scenery in front of them, the bright sun, the empty canyon, the endless mountains...

One of them fished and the other painted, and the two were quite charming.

As time passed, the sun set, and Chu Fang looked at the empty fish bucket and was speechless for a while.

What's the matter?

Zhong Tingyue was empty-handed, so am I too?

The local fish are so rude.

They only eat bait and don't take the bait.

"Someone and I are the same."

Chu Fang said seriously: "You didn't make enough bait!"

"That makes sense. If you jump down, it should be enough bait."

"I'll throw you down. Do you believe it?"

"No!"

If you don't believe it, then don't believe it... ...