Lisko’s American Life

Weiss is a black Mexican, and his skin color is very rare in Mexico. In his early years, his grandfather and his family smuggled to the United States and wandered to a small town to settle down.

His parents, sisters and family members all died in a forest fire a few years ago. Only he who lived in the ranch survived, so he is alone and widowed.

Having lost all his family members, he wanted to commit suicide at one time, but he was enlightened by Lisko's father, Li Tum, and slowly picked up his confidence in life.

After the ranch went bankrupt, he also lost his job. He continued to linger in the town to do some odd jobs until the ranch was bought back by Lisko and he was called back to work.

Weiss just turned twenty-eight this year. He is a sturdy and silent young man, and his presence in the ranch is not too high.

He works diligently. He likes to do some woodworking when he is in business, and his craftsmanship is not bad. Many cowboys in the ranch like to ask him to make them. There is a rocking chair made by him at Lisko's house.

I don't know if he has been with Li's father for a long time, and he has also developed the habit of saving. He will save the extra money and wages he earns on weekdays. Except for a few wear-resistant jeans, he can hardly be seen shopping. There's not much to talk about, and Lisko, who has been plagued by the chatter of the black boy driver in New York, has changed their race.

Lisko walked to the roof of the ranch staff dormitory. This is a five-story American-style building. It was built by the rancher who took over Lisko's ranch. Lisko had just built it when he bought it back.

There are only a few cowboys living here at present, and many empty rooms. It's Christmas, and everyone else goes home to be with their families, except for Wes.

Lisko opened the rooftop door and saw that Weiss was busy with his head down.

He took a closer look. Weiss' fingers were flying, and he was weaving with grass roots. The thing had already taken shape, and it was a grasshopper.

"Wes," Lisko held the tray and the red wine in hand.

The rooftop is a place where the cowboys meet and drink after get off work. A shed has been built here, with wooden tables and chairs below.

Weiss was also very surprised when he saw Lisko.

"Hey, boss,"

"Call me Li," Lisko put the things on the table and touched Weiss with his fist.

"I just made steak, let's have a drink." Lisko poured the wine and lifted the stainless steel cover. The aroma of the steak made people drool.

Lisko fried several pieces, and the steak was still a high-end snowflake steak.

"Thank you," Weiss likes to be alone on such happy family days, and he is still very happy that Lisko can come to accompany him.

After tasting the steak, Weiss couldn't stop nodding.

"Well, the steak is great."

Lisko picked up the glass to touch him,

"The grasshopper is very interesting, do you like this?"

Weiss was silent for a while, "My father liked to make this for me when I was young, and then I made it for my sister."

Li Ke was stunned when he heard the words. He wanted to find a topic to talk about, but he didn't expect to reveal his scar.

"sorry" Lisko quickly apologized.

"It's okay, Li, I've come out. I'm very grateful to your father. He gave me a second life." Weiss' eyes revealed seriousness.

"Your father taught me that living well is the greatest comfort to the deceased family." Weiss recalled the past.

Back then, he was heartbroken, curled up in the ranch dormitory, didn't eat or drink, drank heavily every day, and was drunk and dreamed of dying. It was Father Li who brought him meals every day, led him to relax in the ranch, and taught him many life lessons until he walked out slowly. sad.

Lisko didn't know what his father did. He was quite surprised. In his impression, his father was like fathers in all Chinese families.

"Do you miss him?" Weiss took a sip of wine.

"sometimes."

"What dreams do you have?" Lisko asked him, tilting his head.

"Opening a handmade furniture store, having a wife who is not pretty but likes very much, and many children." Weiss' eyes revealed yearning.

"It will come true," Lisko raised his glass. "You should be rich, why didn't you do it?"

Weiss smiled, "I donated."

"Donated?" Lisko was particularly surprised. He always thought that Weiss was a miser, never had any big expenses, and was the only cowboy in the ranch without a car.

"Yes, I donated the savings to the people injured in the fire for their treatment expenses." Weiss' smile was a little bright.

"Why?" Lisko couldn't figure it out. "The fire wasn't your cause. You were still the victim. Why did you do this?"

"I want to get some psychological comfort, I sometimes wonder if I could save a few lives if I was at home, at least I should be able to save my two young sisters, who are twins, just five years old. "

Saying that, Weiss was already in tears.

"Later Tem asked me to see the people who were injured in that fire. I know he wanted me to know that I was lucky and should live happily. But I went to see those who were burned and lost their labor. Ability, without work income, although I can receive some compensation and relief, but it is only a part of the high treatment costs and recovery costs."

"When I gave all my money to a mother to treat her five-year-old daughter's face burn, I suddenly felt a lot better."

Weiss wiped away tears and explained to Lisko~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I have since donated my income to them, and many of them have recovered with my help, many of them have re-founded their jobs and started Learn how I do it. "

"Then how are you going to realize your dream?" Lisko persuaded him, "You can't save everyone."

"The people injured in the fire have recovered a lot. When all of them are able to live, I will reduce the donation and keep half of it for myself." Weiss' plan is very clear.

Lisko was relieved when he heard that he had a plan. He actually admired Weiss' approach. Although he was seeking spiritual liberation, many people recovered their health with his help, and he also inspired more people. To help others is a noble act.

Lisko suddenly felt a little ashamed. Although he donated a lot every year, most of his thoughts were to avoid taxes. He made up his mind to put some thoughts into this in the future.

"Li, I want to thank you." Weiss sincerely thanked him.

"why?"

"You gave me a lot of wages and bonuses, the work I did wasn't worth that much, you made me more capable, and all of our cowboys thank you," Weiss, holding cups in both hands, expressed his gratitude to Lisko Respect.

Lisko hurriedly clinked glasses with him in the same gesture, "Don't do this,"

Weiss drank his drink in one gulp, and Lisko had to follow.

A bottle of red wine had already been drunk by the two of them. Lisko had eaten a lot of meals at Bo's house, but during the conversation, he still ate the steak and poured the last red wine into two wine glasses equally.

Lisko picked up the cup and ended the night chat that refreshed his impression of Weiss.

"Merry Christmas. Wes"

"Merry Christmas. Lee"

"boom."