Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 204 Jealousy

  After the two groups of matches were finished, when everyone heard the command to rest again, everyone felt as if the strength in their bodies had been drained, and they didn't even move their fingers lazily.

   At this time, the actor recovered some strength to move his eyelids, and said to Simon next to him: "It's really different!"

As a person who has the perseverance to train his muscles to outline, he has a deep understanding of fitness knowledge. He knows what it feels like to over-train, but now he is obviously over-training, but he is not over-training. It seems that the muscles are sore like twisted, and now the muscle soreness is sore, but there is no such twisted feeling.

"At night, you will feel uncomfortable, and your muscles will be sore like needles. After about half an hour, you will feel warm all over your body. Mr. Jean's effect for a day is comparable to that of McAvoy. Coach Yi brought the effect for three days, but it's a pity that he doesn't come to teach us often." Simon wanted to tilt his head, but he felt a little labored, so he looked at the ceiling above his head in a low voice, and said to this man .

After tossing everyone down, Jian Heng and Damai started massaging everyone in turn. The three people's massage techniques were very rough. Most of the time, they directly stepped on their feet. The focus was on the calves and thighs. muscles.

  The three stepped on all the students, and more than half an hour passed. It was already dark, and it was time for dinner.

  Zhao Changshan saw that these students were lining up one by one today and some of them started to take a nap, so he gave a spoonful of food to the students who came over, and asked by the way: "Why, you are practicing today by Jean?"

   "How do you know?" The one in front of the line was the brawny actor who snatched the next afternoon's rest. Hearing Zhao Changshan's question, he immediately asked curiously.

   After asking, I couldn't help but opened my mouth and yawned!

   "Barley and wheat are not as ruthless as him!" Zhao Changshan said with a smile, and then motioned him to move forward with his own plate.

  When I didn’t enter the restaurant, I felt so tired that I didn’t want to eat anything, but when I waited for a full meal to be placed in front of me, I suddenly felt very hungry, so I immediately picked up a spoon and shoveled it into my mouth.

Originally, this person didn’t like Chinese food, he didn’t like too greasy food, for fitness people, the taste is a bit lighter, but when he came here, after a few meals, he has already suppressed his nausea, and now He ate it with relish, and during the last break, he made another fitness meal, but he felt sick after eating it.

  When everyone sat down to eat, Zhao Changshan closed his eyes happily, listening to the sound of eating in the restaurant.

   Whenever this happens, Zhao Changshan has a sense of accomplishment. Seeing a group of foreigners sucking and eating the food he made seems to make him feel that he has suddenly become the best Chinese chef in the United States.

   Hiss, hiss!

To be honest, these people have no sense of beauty when they eat. They are just a group of refugees who illegally smuggled from Africa. If Trump sees them, he will definitely throw them back to the other side of the Mexican wall. Regardless of these guys It's too embarrassing to have American citizenship or not.

  Look at these one by one, just eat when you eat, and make a sound of smacking your mouth, it is really unbearable.

  Of course everyone present felt that there was no problem, and Zhao Changshan regarded this voice as a compliment to himself.

   Wind and clouds!

   This is the main theme of dining at Silent Lake Ranch Restaurant!

  In less than fifteen minutes, these people finished eating and wiped their mouths one after another. There was hardly any food left on the plate in front of everyone.

  Huang Xiaodong and Zhang Jialiang who were watching were a little worried. Waiting for these people to leave the restaurant, they looked at each other and said with a wry smile: "Today, the dogs are going to eat steamed buns and broth again!"

   There is no way to do this, all the meat has been eaten by these guys. Now if someone tells them that Lao Mei is not very good at gnawing bones, Zhang Jialiang will poke the bones on the table in his face for him to see, because these bones are cleaner than dogs.

Zhang Jialiang turned his head to Zhao Changshan and said, "Brother Changshan, you should do more too. You see, every time the meat and vegetables you make come out, it takes seconds. We abuse people and don't let them eat them." As if full!"

   "Standing and talking won't hurt your back, come over and try cooking!" Zhao Changshan opened his mouth and said.

Zhao Wei said: "Our physical activity has increased by 20% compared to before. Why don't you talk to the boss, brother Jialiang, and let everyone reduce their physical activity. These guys are too good at it." ate some."

   "Forget it, let's make steamed buns in soup." Zhang Jialiang turned around to recruit some dogs.

   When I came to the kennel, it was not a kennel to be precise, but a few small pointed houses built next to the poultry house where the chickens were raised.

   "Eat!"

As soon as Zhang Jialiang yelled, all the dogs ran out, and their clever mouths had already picked up their own food bowls, and the unwitty ones saw their partners taking the bowls, and quickly turned back to pick up the food bowls .

  When all the dogs had their food bowls in their mouths, as soon as Zhang Jialiang spoke, all the dogs immediately ran to the restaurant, and Zhang Jialiang followed behind, no matter how much he shouted to line up, none of the dogs liked him.

  By the time Zhang Jialiang ran to the restaurant with trot, the dogs had already eaten. The four big steamed buns in each dog bowl were divided into two, dipped in gravy, and the small bowls were full.

  Zhao Changshan and the others have already eaten.

  As for Denver, he has already finished eating, and now he is holding a big bone and licking it. It is a snack after a meal, and he grinds his teeth along the way. Only Zhang Jialiang is still hungry.

  Waiting for him to pick up the bowl and start eating, he also complained that everyone didn't wait for him.

   But what he said, no one cared about him at all. Everyone else was busy eating food, so how could they have the time to listen to Zhang Jialiang's complaints.

Compared with the restaurant, Jian Heng's side is much more harmonious. There are a few small dishes, some meat and vegetables, and nothing big is home-cooked, such as shredded potatoes, fried tofu, meat dishes such as fried shredded pork with celery, winter flowers Rib soup, plus a plate of Russian revolutionary goulash.

  When Zhang Jialiang and the others were about to finish eating, Jian Heng put the dishes on the table.

  Barley and wheat waited for the dishes to be served on the table, and then began to pray. Jian Heng took advantage of the time when the two of them were praying, and served the rice.

Now Montana is no longer suitable for dining outside, because the temperature has plummeted. As far as the weather forecast is concerned, the first snow in Montana will come tomorrow morning, so Jian Heng and the others brought Pooh, then He sat down in the restaurant seriously.

Picking up the spoon at hand, Jian Heng picked up a big bone and placed it in front of Pooh. The little guy immediately stretched out his nose and sniffed it. Maybe it felt a little hot. Tilt your head to gnaw the meat on the bone.

  At this time, Maimai had finished praying, she stretched out her hand and dragged away the plate in front of Pooh, and Pooh shook his head anxiously, looking at the meat plate that was getting farther and farther away from him, humming.

  Mait casually picked up the fruit at hand, cut it in half with a table knife, and put a piece of fruit into Pooh's mouth, only then did the little thing stop humming.

   "You let it eat by itself, if it burns its mouth, it will eat it later." Jian Heng couldn't understand Mai Yi's style of feeding, so he said aloud.

   "It burned its mouth last time!" said Mai.

   "Didn't you know to take a sniff this time?" Jian Heng retorted.

   Clap clap!

  Jian Heng was about to talk about Mai again, when he heard movement at the door, he wanted to stand up and go over to have a look, but Damai stood up first, asked Jian Heng to sit down, and she went to open the door by herself.

  As soon as the door opened, it was discovered that Denver was coming, and this guy was banging his head on the door.

  Denver saw the door opened a small crack, and immediately squeezed through the door.

Denver, who was standing at the door of the restaurant, immediately felt dissatisfied when he saw it. He came to the table, picked Pooh from the chair with a crooked mouth, and threw it to the door. His paws rested on the edge of the table, and he put his head on his front paws to watch Jian Heng, Barley and Wheat eating.

   "Denver is not full?" Damai walked to the door at this time, reached out and hugged Pooh on his hips, walked back to his chair, and said something curious.

  Jian Heng stretched out his hand and touched Denver's belly: "I'm almost full of food, look at this belly!"

   "Then why did you take Pooh away?"

   Before Damai finished speaking, Denver jumped off the chair again, walked to Damai's side, and took Pooh out of Damai's arms with one mouthful.

   This time it was not delivered to the door of the restaurant, but directly to the door of the house, and Denver was smart enough to open the door and threw Pooh out of the door before turning around and coming back.

  Balley, who was chased out during the whole process, saw it completely, so he glared at Denver, and hugged Pooh back who was thrown out of the door by Denver.

   Pooh was in a daze at this time, not knowing what was going on, and felt like he was back in the restaurant in an instant.

   "Stand there for me honestly, if you dare to come in again, be careful and I will beat you!" Jian Heng pointed Denver and scolded.

Hearing Jian Heng's voice, Denver immediately stood still honestly, but Denver was spoiled by barley and wheat, and had already learned to observe the situation. He secretly stretched his paws forward, moved a small step slowly, and then He directly observed Jian Heng's face.

   "Who let you in?" Jian Heng stretched out his finger, and Denver took a half step back.

  At this moment, Barley and Wheat did not intervene and Jian Heng reprimanded Denver, because they knew that Denver was fighting for favor, and they were afraid that Denver would hurt Pooh secretly when the three of them were not around in the future.

   The two sisters don't know that Denver can't hurt Pooh. Denver just doesn't like Pooh sharing the favor he receives, and he doesn't do anything to hurt Pooh.

   This meal was a bit boring. In order to let Denver remember, everyone kept a straight face.

I don’t know how the barley and wheat are eaten, but Jian Heng’s appetite is good, and Pooh’s appetite seems to be good, too. After eating a bowl full of food, the only one who can tell that he is not happy is Denver, who is lying on the ground now, Bar He stared at the three people who were eating, with a pitiful look, not daring to move, just flicking their tails to play.

  (end of this chapter)