Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 444 Indigestion

  Don’t care if this thing is grass or a money printing machine, it has nothing to do with Jian Heng now, and Old Walsh is a cowboy-style old guy, and he won’t take any time to chat with guests when there is work on the ranch.

  So Jian Heng's treatment was to stay outside his family's pastoral village for more than an hour, except for a wild piss, and accompanied the old man to watch the progress of his pasture grass replacement project.

   After an hour, Jian Heng couldn't stay any longer, so he said goodbye and drove straight to the farm where Mr. Yao lived.

   After finally arriving at the farm, Jian Heng found that Mr. Yao and his group were happily holding a barbecue party in front of the house.

"Hey, you have long legs, come here quickly, and eat whatever you want by yourself." Mr. Yao is now acting as a helper, wearing a boat-shaped hat folded from newspapers, and holding a bamboo stick with Sixiu. One hand is busy wearing meat skewers.

  Jian Heng jumped off the pickup truck, slammed the car door and smiled at everyone, "You guys lived a pretty leisurely life?"

"Mr. Jian, can you give me some work?" Gong Ming was turning over a piece of T-bone steak on the barbecue grill that was as big as the palm of two adults. When he heard Jian Heng's voice, he turned his head and said something to Jian Heng. .

  Jian Heng is more polite to Gong Ming than to the old man: "Let's rest for two days before talking about work. It's been a long time since I've been here. I haven't adapted to life yet."

   Ma Wanweng said: "We are already very comfortable, and life here is very good."

   While talking, Ma Wan gestured to Jian Heng for the disposable dinner plate in his hand, which contained a large steak that had been gnawed with only bones left.

  Seeing Ma Wan's actions, not only Jian Heng laughed, but Sixiu, Mr. Yao and their daughter-in-law also laughed.

The life in the valley is peaceful and peaceful, but there must be a limited amount of meat, even if you have money, you have to keep transporting it to the valley. It will definitely not last a year if you eat like Jian Heng’s. A few times, it is mainly pork with a small amount of beef. How can it be eaten as hard as it is now?

   "It's pretty complete, isn't it?" Jian Heng sat down and watched their barbecue.

Sixiu didn't wait for Jian Heng to sit down, so she brought a plate of about a dozen meat skewers in front of Jian Heng: "Try it, this is marinated by me, and it's also the meat skewers I put on myself. They have eaten all the kebabs and lamb kebabs, if you like it, I will wear some for you now."

   "That's enough, it's okay, don't worry about it, I'll just try it." Jian Heng hurriedly declined, reached out and took a stick, put it to his mouth and began to rub it.

   "The craftsmanship is good!" Jian Heng said perfunctorily.

  At this time, Jian Heng deeply felt what it means to be the most difficult to bear the grace of a beauty. The tenderness of Sixiu rushed to Jian Heng all of a sudden, making Jian Heng very uncomfortable.

At this time, Jian Heng was having a hard time understanding what the education in Guli was like. Originally, Jian Heng thought that after arriving here, Sixiu would be able to put her little thoughts on others after she understood the existence of barley and wheat. Who knows? This girl seems to be desperate now.

The quality of the meat skewers is mediocre, really mediocre. It is more than the minimum condition and can be eaten. It is not much higher. Looking at himself with big eyes, coupled with a look of anticipation, he had no choice but to pick up another stick and continue to slowly pick it up.

Old Master Yao smiled at Sixiu: "Okay, don't show off your barbecue skills, your level is just to be able to fool you Brother Daming and Brother Da Wan, plus at most two little nephews, you want to satisfy his desires." Mouth, it’s still far away, how tricky his mouth is, it’s not just about picking food!”

   Having said this, Mr. Yao gave Jian Heng a meaningful look.

  Jian Heng didn't wait for the old man to finish speaking, and scolded the old man Yao in a daze, thinking that the old man was too rude. Originally, Sixiu was about to leave, but now he was recruited back.

"Nothing, the meat is roasted pretty well, but the roasting time is a little bit longer, and it would be better if it was a little shorter, the moisture in the meat is a bit dry." Jian Heng stretched out his hand, Demonstrated the degree of meat roasting with two fingers, the distance between the **** is less than two millimeters, used to express Sixiu's barbecue level.

In fact, if you usually eat such meat skewers, Jian Heng just throws them in the trash can, let alone Jian Heng, Pooh doesn’t even bring this kind of skewers at home. It was baked hard, like a small stone, and there were too many ingredients, and the cumin and pepper were all heavy, and there was no meaty taste.

  In Jian Heng's own words, good meat was wasted for nothing!

   "Really, Brother Jian Heng? Why don't you teach me how to bake, I'll be smart enough to learn it soon" Sixiu immediately walked to Jian Heng's side, knelt down and reached out to grab Jian Heng's clothes.

   "You can reduce the spices and chili powder by half, and then I will help you watch the heat while the skewers are grilling," Jian Heng said.

  Knowing that Sixiu is not easy to get rid of, Jian Heng also cut down on the nonsense, and directly started to tell the girl how to barbecue.

  Sixiu stood up happily when she heard that, and stood next to the grill with a raw meat skewer, opened the grill, squeezed Gong Ming into a small piece, and started grilling happily.

   "Brother Jian Heng, is this done?"

   "Brother Jian Heng, the meat oil has come out, can you turn it over?"

  …

   Before he and Mr. Yao had spoken a few words, Jian Heng began to feel the echo of Sixiu's voice in his ears. This girl could call Jian Heng several times every minute, which made Jian Heng a little unbearable.

  At this moment, Sixiu not only has Jian Heng in her heart, but also Jian Heng in her eyes. The only thing that can distract her is the meat on the grill. The reason why she pays attention to the meat skewers is to hope that Jian Heng can praise herself.

To be liked by a beautiful woman is to be happy. To be liked by a single-minded beauty can also be regarded as happiness, but to be liked by a single-minded beauty that I don’t want to provoke at all, then it is a kind of pain that ordinary people can’t understand. For a while, people will despise people who are deeply in the blessing and don't know the blessing.

  Now Jian Heng is deeply in this kind of pain that no one understands.

   "Old man, let's go, let's talk about work." Jian Heng found an excuse to drag old man Yao into the greenhouse.

   "I said old man, you can't persuade Sixiu if you have nothing to do, we have no results." Jian Heng said to the old man as soon as he came to the door.

The old man was also thirsty from the dried meat roasted by the juniors. He suddenly saw the red tomatoes in the greenhouse, and immediately strode over to pick one, rubbed the skin on his clothes twice, and then opened his mouth. Opened his mouth and bit it.

   "Well, the tomatoes are good. Sweet and sour, that's the taste."

   "The tomatoes are ripe! Bah! I was led astray by you, and I was talking about Sixiu." Jian Heng spit on the ground and continued to talk to Mr. Yao.

The old man Yao said: "You think I didn't say anything, this girl is a little determined now, thinking that she will go back to the valley after she has a child, if you go back to China, you can go and see her and the child ...".

Hearing what Old Master Yao said, Jian Heng's face was almost distorted: "Why do I sound like a big villain? Sixiu must have watched too many bitter scenes. I said, can you not show the children Aunt Qiong Yao? Books that moan for nothing?"

   Sucking the juice from the tomato in his hand, Mr. Yao didn't want to talk to Jian Heng at all.

   "Are you talking?"

   "What did I say? None of you listen to me, what a fart I am!" Mr. Yao was also a little impatient.

   Jian Heng said: "Your idea is unreliable!"

Jian Heng sees Damai and Mai from time to time, because he feels a little ashamed about the two women in the space, and then sneakily put Sixiu to sleep. It's not what Jian Heng is willing to do.

   Besides, last time I had to, but this time I don’t have to. Jian Heng really doesn’t want to provoke Sixiu again.

As for having a child with Sixiu, and then inheriting the Qianzong, that is something that you don't even think about. After a hundred years of Jian Heng, the only one who will take over the space will be him and Damai, or his and Mai's child, that is, The best child of the two women. What kind of thing is it to secretly give birth to an heir outside?

  With the statement that Si Xiusheng was the heir of the Qianzong, Jian Heng's heart became more determined.

well!

  Jian Heng let out a long sigh.

   "It's okay, I'm going out." Mr. Yao also had a headache about this matter, but he really didn't give up on this matter. In his opinion, Sixiu and Jian Heng are both dead-headed people, so no one can persuade them.

   What Mr. Yao can't understand is Jian Heng, a good thing that others can't catch up with. A beautiful girl gives birth to a child and doesn't ask for anything. Where can I find such a good thing, refuse? Isn't it an elm head!

  Master Yao couldn't understand Jian Heng and Barley and Wheat, so what if there was one more woman, it might look weird to outsiders, but Jian Heng never cared about the so-called outsiders' eyes.

  Waiting for the old man to leave the conservatory, Jian Heng walked along the conservatory, ready to take a walk, and walked about ten steps distractedly, and directly lifted his feet into the space.

  As soon as he opened his eyes, Jian Heng was instantly shocked by what he saw and didn't know what to say! I even wondered if I had come to a strange world. Everything in front of him is not what he saw before, he just didn't come in for a few days, and when he came in again, everything was wrong, as if he had a feeling of ten thousand years at a glance.

   Papa, Jian Heng slapped himself lightly, and found that he was not dreaming, so he lifted his feet and went out, and when he came in again, the scene in front of him was still the same, finally Jian Heng was sure, the space had changed! It has become so that his master is a little unrecognizable!

  (end of this chapter)