Little Life on An American Ranch

The life of the stud farm is like a day, every day is repetitive work, the whole work process is scientifically arranged, and Jian Heng can't make any suggestions for improvement. After these days, the employees are also used to this kind of work. The working environment and the progress of the work at hand are also orderly. The entire stud farm is like a machine, and every part is functioning very normally.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Jian Zhenhua took Jian Heng and Jian Ning Ning back home together. The two of the family took Jian An'an's family of three and made dumplings around the big table.

"I said Mom, there are only a few people in the family, don't you think it's a hassle to pack five or six kinds of stuffing?" Jian Heng said to his mother while busy with the work in hand.

Sun Xiuying said: "What's the trouble, it's just a waste of time."

For Sun Xiuying, it seems that satisfying the family's desire for tongue and tongue is also an achievement. In the past, there were at most two types of dumplings, one was leek and the other was horse vegetable. Since life has improved, there are more dumpling fillings Filled with fresh meat, celery, shepherd's purse and three delicacies.

"By the way! Son, I thought about what you said today, and I decided to start a farm," Sun Xiuying said.

"Farm?" Jian Heng listened to the confusion, and thought: What is a farm?

It's not that Jian Heng doesn't know what a farm is, but that he doesn't know what a farm run by his parents is.

After hearing what the old lady said, Jian Heng turned his head to look at the barley and wheat, and then at his sister, trying to get some clues from their faces. Based on Jian Heng's knowledge of his old lady, he felt that the old lady was fine. I don't think about starting a business. Now that my old man is too busy to stay home all day long, and with the addition of an old lady, wouldn't this little girl like Ningning be more herding sheep?

Sun Xiuying was still in high spirits, and kept saying, "I'll go to the bottom of the lake to rent a piece of land, and then get dozens of acres of land and build some rural houses...".

Hearing his mother's grand plan in his ears, he couldn't help but wonder who gave the old lady this bad idea.

Jian Anan quickly understood what her younger brother was thinking about.

Immediately said to Jian Heng: "Don't look at me, anyway, I didn't give this idea to my old lady. I hope that my mother is at home, and Xiaoan can come back for a meal when she is in school. We both have to go to work , as soon as she goes to work, Xiaoan can take care of her lunch and lunch, and she is worried about hiring someone. Who can say that the current nanny is accurate, but my mother can rest assured."

Upon hearing this, Jian Heng turned his gaze to Damai and Maimai's face.

Mai said: "Didn't you support my mother in finding some things to do? We think the dishes my mother cooks are delicious. It would be a pity not to open a farm."

"You can do it, you even know the farm?" Jian Heng was a little curious.

Mai Mai shrugged his shoulders and replied easily: "I understand Chinese, and there are many people on TV. Many people have become rich because of this family."

"The key is that we are already rich, and we don't need this thing to get rich again," Jian Heng said.

Before he finished speaking, he saw his old lady's phoenix eyes wide open, and glared at him: "You said that you support me in finding a job to do, is it just talking about it?"

"Mom, you've wronged me. Let you go on a trip. It doesn't cost any money to provide you with an interpreter and tour guide!"

Seeing that his mother was still dissatisfied, Jian Heng immediately surrendered: "Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want, I will pay for it, okay?"

Jian Heng thought that if the old lady liked it, then she would make a fuss. Anyway, it was just a matter of money, even if it was lost, it was impossible to lose the bottom line. After all, the built house and the right to use the land still exist.

"Alright, I'll ask tomorrow how much it costs to apply for land in the county," Sun Xiuying said happily.

When Jian Heng heard that his mother was thinking about applying for the right to use the land, he couldn't help but sighed again.

Next, the family listened to Sun Xiuying talk about her farm plan, and added wheat and barley from time to time. Jian Heng heard that this idea was okay, at least the old lady didn't think about investing millions at once. Wan's, in line with starting from a young age, two or three million things, although Jian Heng doesn't say he doesn't like it now, it's nothing.

After making the dumplings, Jian Heng's phone rang.

Jian Heng picked it up and took a look. It was He Ye who called. After answering the phone, he found out that the kid was coming tomorrow and asked him to have dinner in the evening.

Jian Heng naturally agreed to this matter, and hung up the phone after asking a few words.

As soon as the phone was put down here, the phone in Jian Zhenhua's hand rang. Jian Heng wanted to say a few words, but saw his father's brows furrowed.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Jian Heng opened his mouth and asked when he saw his father put down the phone and stood up, assuming he was about to go out.

Jian Zhenhua said: "You guys eat at home first, Xiao Heng, you and I will go back to the breeding farm!"

Sun Xiuying asked with concern: "Old man, is something wrong?"

Jian Zhenhua said: "It's not a big deal, it's a small thing to be blackmailed by someone, don't worry, it's a small matter, a group of people are really blind."

Jian Heng followed his father downstairs, and after getting into the car, he asked, "What happened?"

"An old man was electrocuted to death by the protective net on our wall," Jian Zhenhua said.

Jian Heng couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and asked back: "Just that little electricity to kill people?"

This thing is completely a fantasy. That thing has a lower voltage than that of a waste lighter. It is just a device that makes people numb and then cuts off the power. Even if it is broken, it is only a few volts of voltage. That's a miracle.

"It's not surprising for an old man in his 170s or 80s to die!" Jian Zhenhua moved the car with a cold face.

Jian Heng was even more speechless: "An old man in his 70s and 80s climbs the several-meter-high fence of the racecourse? Isn't that a death sentence?"

Jian Zhenhua said: "It's just to die. They are not only trying to die, they also think that if they die, they can give their children and grandchildren a sum of money to live. Do you think that if you didn't choose a private company with a large investment like ours, anyway, the family is dead. More or less we have to pay a little bit."

"Forgive me, if I lose this time, I will die as an old man if I have nothing to do in the future, can I still do this business?" Jian Heng said angrily.

To be honest, Jian Heng suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness regarding his hometown at this time, thinking what the hell was going on, and where did all the good things in his previous memories go.

Is it possible that he really answered the sentence: Troubles come out of poor villages?

Just as Jian Heng was thinking, the phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was He Ye calling.

"Something happened at the stud farm!"

"I know, where my dad and I are going," Jian Heng said.

He Ye said: "Go and see what's going on. If we make an excuse, we can't let it go. Don't do my business if it goes on like this. Just lose money to others."

"Don't worry, you think I want to pay this money," Jian Heng said.

The two brothers chatted for a while, and when they hung up the phone, the car had already passed the bridge, and in another five or six minutes, the car arrived at the gate of the stud farm.

Just this winter, a group of old women dressed in hemp filial piety gathered around the gate of the stud farm, shouting loudly, each of them crying like a mourning concubine was called a sad one. In the middle of the gate crossing was a straw shelf, on which lay a The rickety old man was covered with a small white cloth, which couldn't cover anyone.

By this time the police had arrived and were surrounding the scene.

Seeing the car approaching, Zheng Huaidong greeted him directly.

"How is it?" Jian Heng pressed the car window and asked.

"The family members are emotionally unstable, you should go in through Yunma Gate," Zheng Huaidong said.

Jian Heng directly reached out and pushed the car door and walked down: "I want to see what these shameless people want to do?"

After speaking, he turned to his father and said, "Dad, you can go in."

"Calm down your temper, don't hit anyone again, we're justified in beating someone at this time!" Jian Zhenhua immediately said to his son.

Jian Heng said: "I see."

Jian Heng didn't expect that when he went back to his hometown, he wanted to give his parents a good face. Who knew that he had encountered bad things in the past few days. People with a little money regarded themselves as personalities, and they shamelessly watched foreigners. Now Alright, let's start extorting money directly.

At this time, I don't know who in the crowd recognized it, and shouted loudly: "The boss of this house is here, the boss of this house is here."

In an instant, a group of girls who were sitting on the ground crying and howling immediately regained their spirits, surrounded the Audi car like a 100-meter sprint, and started yelling loudly at the car.

"Come out, come out!"

Good guy, I don't know what to think, a group of old women are fiercer than each other, and they all look like wolves who want to eat people.

Zheng Huaidong saw that something was wrong, and immediately called the police to isolate these people from the car.

The policeman got busy here, but the group of girls over there were still relentless. Some of them didn't seem to feel satisfied after seeing it, and even stretched out their hands to scratch at the policeman. Several little policemen's faces were scratched. .

"Are you going to be scratched like this? Are these policemen not born and raised by their parents?" Jian Heng looked at Zheng Huaidong and asked.

Zheng Huaidong said with a bitter face: "I can't explain to you, do you understand what is a policeman and what is a people's police?"

In the past, Zheng Huaidong was really able to reach out, but now he is different, and the things he considers are naturally different now that he is in a different position. He is thinking about stabilizing the situation first. As for the injured policeman, he will have compensation on his side. of.

"I really...forget it." Jian Heng actually felt very distressed. The young policeman who was scratched was only 20 years old. He probably had never been beaten like this by his parents at home. Now he was scratched and cried by a group of crazy women , Just like this, I can't stop saying good things, trying to calm down people's emotions.

To be honest, Jian Heng has a little prejudice against the police, not only in the United States but also in China, but seeing this matter now is not what he thought it was before, and sometimes it is really not easy to be a police officer.

Everyone understands that the only purpose of these people in front of them is to ask for money, but these policemen still have to suffer like this. For the first time, Jian Heng felt that the domestic police should learn from the American police, and almost no one dared to attack the American police like this. Yes, because they really can shoot.

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