Little Life on An American Ranch

After sending Jian Heng out, Zhao Changshan had an apologetic expression on his face: I'm really sorry, I made you run around for almost an afternoon!

Hey! Why are you mentioning this to me, you should go back, comfort the old lady and tell her that this matter is not a big deal, there are almost no people who have not been arrested by the police in the United States Jian Heng said as a joke.

Zhao Changshan sighed softly: My mother is timid, forget it, then be careful on the road, I won't see you off. By the way, thank you for the little piggy, otherwise I would have bought it in New York and brought it back.

Little things, okay, let's go back. Jian Heng stretched out his hand and opened the car door. After getting in the car, he waved his hand at Zhao Changshan, and then started the car to go home.

When he got home and entered the house, before he could take a break, everyone in the room gathered together and asked what was going on with Jian Heng. Jian Heng explained the matter in a simple way.

Sun Xiuying was stunned when she heard this: Can a vegetable be sold in the bureau? How much money can you make by selling some vegetables? Isn't this American making too much of a fuss?

This is food safety control! Jian Heng said to his mother: No matter what it is, as long as you sell it, you must have a license, otherwise it is illegal, and it was not so serious before. Fines are a little painful. If it is a first-time offender, education and education are fine. But the timing is not right now, so it can be regarded as the old lady's bad luck!

Jian Zhenhua opened his mouth and said: Fortunately, I didn't sell vegetables. Originally, I saw that there were so many vegetables in the greenhouse at home, and I planned to exchange some for some money.

Stop, as long as it involves making money here, don't play tricks, you must discuss it with us. No, I paid fifty thousand dollars to protect the old lady, but I don't want to spend another fifty thousand to protect the two of you Jian Heng jokingly said to his parents.

Damai was a little puzzled when he heard it: How did you get so much bail?

The judge meant that he was afraid that the old lady would flee back to the country, Jian Heng said.

He said so, but Jian Heng knew in his heart that nine out of ten the judge saw that the old lady was Chinese and her son was buying a farm in the United States, so the sentence was higher. Now almost all of the United States has a consensus that they are Chinese If you are rich, what the Chinese buy is expensive. Since the Chinese can afford it, it is only natural that the bail is somewhat higher than that of the Americans.

But if you know this matter, you know it, but it is a tacit matter. If you say that people are racially discriminated, you need evidence. How do you get evidence for this thing?

After hearing this, Sun Xiuying said immediately: Then can I get the money back?

This is bail money, not a fine, so how could it be impossible to get it back? Jian Heng signaled his mother not to worry that the money would run away.

Sun Xiuying is still worried, this is 50,000 U.S. dollars, and the co-authored RMB must be at least 300,000 yuan. Sun Xiuying is afraid that the Americans will hack her own 50,000 U.S. dollars.

Jian Zhenhua knew what his wife was thinking, and immediately comforted him and said, Don't worry, you think it's the policemen in our county. If you can give it when the time comes, then you can give it. Listen to your son. Well, what kind of mind are you fucking with!

I can't worry a little bit, just like you are heartless all day long? Sun Xiuying immediately rebuked Jian Zhenhua.

After finishing the fight, he said to Jian Heng: There was a family of children fighting behind Xibian Middle School, and they paid 20,000 yuan in bail. After the matter was over, they went to the police to ask for 20,000 yuan?

Having said that, Sun Xiuying clapped her hands and then spread them out in an empty state: No! The police didn’t say no to it, that is, they didn’t have any money now, so they issued an IOU, saying that they would give it when they had money. It’s been almost a year since the IOU was held in their hands, and they haven’t seen the shadow of money yet. .

Jian Heng just listened to it as a joke, and after his mother finished speaking, he said: Don't worry, the police here really dare not do this!

They dare to do anything in the country because of the lack of supervision. In fact, in Jian Heng's opinion, there is no supervision at all. If you can manage yourself well,

That's the hell out of it.

Next, the family chatted about this matter and prepared to have dinner. Tonight, Kate, an old lady with a bad temper, was not present. Not only was Kate gone, but even Matthew was absent. The only outsider was Mr. Yao. Everyone ate while eating After chatting and eating for more than an hour, the scene ended.

After eating, Jian Heng and his father and brother-in-law Yang Bin took the four of them to the barn to feed the animals once. In the early morning, it will be Mr. Yao who feeds today, and tomorrow it will be Jian Zhenhua who feeds. Every day when the sun is about to dawn, Jian Heng will feed the materials, and Yang Bin is all daytime work.

In the past two days, Jian Heng didn't have time to massage Barley and Wheat. After finishing his busy work, he seemed to be in a state of disarray. He lay down on the bed and fell asleep snoring beautifully after a while.

As soon as he opened his eyes the next day, he got up and had work to do. First, drive the cattle out of the barn, and then feed the animals. After the cattle and sheep had eaten, Jian Heng had to go to the barn to start sweeping the dung until The sweeping arm was numb, Jian Heng raised his head and found that half of the shed hadn't been swept yet.

Depend on! Jian Heng really didn't want to sweep the cow dung, so he picked up the phone and prepared to order a sweeper. When Jian Heng took out the phone, he found that it was before 7 o'clock in the morning, and it was time to sell machines. The stores are the earliest, and the earliest they open at 10:30, and some even open in the afternoon.

After thinking for a while, Jian Heng called Catherine again and asked her directly to borrow a sweeper.

When Jian Zhen and Mr. Yao came over to help, Jian Heng had already borrowed the sweeper and cleaned the entire barn. Now he was washing the sweeper with water.

Is this thing a poop cleaner? Jian Zhenhua looked at the car that looked like a miniature van in front of him, and immediately asked with great interest.

Elder Yao asked: Is there a special car for sweeping dung?

Of course there is a car. Jian Heng stretched out his hand and patted the thing in front of him: This thing is it!

So why didn't you buy one sooner? Mr. Yao looked at Jian Heng in a strange way.

Jian Heng said: Look what I'm doing, I used to think who would buy a dung sweeper with such a little cow?

The dozens of pigs in Jian Heng's family generally don't need a manure sweeper. The dry-wet separation system in the barn is already high-level. Jian Heng thought it would be too wasteful to get a manure sweeper, let alone Jane. Hang on, even Toby, the current ranch supervisor, didn't think about using a dung sweeper. It can be seen that such a vehicle is completely unnecessary for such a small herd.

Of course, now it's the boss's turn to sweep the shit, the boss feels that this thing is very necessary.

Jian Heng is no longer the Jian Heng he used to be. When he was rescued by old Anders, he cleaned such a large barn almost every day by himself, and he didn't complain at all. But now that people are expensive, it is also a waste of energy. I would rather spend my energy in the gym rolling iron than sweeping the dung in the cowshed.

This is actually understandable. There is heating in the gym and there is no smell of feces. Does the cowshed smell like anything?

Can this thing sweep stables? Old man Yao remembered that the cowshed was cleaned, and there was probably no one sweeping the stables yet. The old man was just holding out a glimmer of hope when he asked this question.

According to the old man's observation, this thing can't be driven into the compartment of the stable. Since it can't be driven in, there is no way to raise the question of whether to sweep or not.

Sure enough, Jian Heng shook his head: The smallest one at Catherine’s is just this big, but don’t worry, I’ll order one right away, and everyone will use machines in the future, so let’s say goodbye to shovels, okay?

Do you still need manpower for this job today? Jian Zhenhua said.

Jian Heng said: How about I send this thing back to others, how about you two sweep it together when I come back?

Forget it, wait for you! Jian Zhenhua said something to his son, and then walked towards the stable.

Mr. Yao also smiled at Jian Heng, scolded him for being cunning, and followed Jian Zhenhua towards the stable.

Jian Heng returned the cleaning machine to Catherine, and when he returned home, the two old men and Yang Bin had cleaned the stables almost, and the next step was to clean the horses. In this way, the four of them worked together for another two hours in a daze before they were almost done with all the work.

After breakfast at eight o'clock, Jian Zhenhua took Jian Heng and Yang Bin and started to burn the paste, sticking to the door. Of course, the word Dafu is indispensable, and there are some auspicious words such as golden ten thousand taels, good fortune and peace.

At noon, as long as it is a door, it will be affixed with prosperous door pairs. As long as it is a warehouse, you can see gold ten thousand taels on the wall, coupled with the red lanterns of the ranch, the festive atmosphere is suddenly strong. stand up.

When waiting for a big two hand-push sweepers to enter the door, everyone will have more free time, and the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year will naturally become more lively.

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