"What are you doing? Get out of here!" Mason pressed her pistol tightly around her waist and squeezed her hand against the cap on top of her head in the turbulent crowd. Occasionally, someone took a crutch with bad intentions. Elbow him, and he can't tell who it is. Don't underestimate the clunkiness and embarrassment of the rural people. The honest and honest farmers in the eyes of the aristocrats only exist in the artist's bizarre paintings. The countryside is definitely not a paradise.

He managed to squeeze the crowd into the middle of the crowd, and even lost his hat in a panic. He glanced back for a few moments, and took out his police cap from the hand of a little girl. And don't forget to say thank you.

The people of the Pixar family are very polite. This has nothing to do with the stereotypes in the eyes of the children ... It is not very stubborn, but there is a relationship between the stereotyped Mr. Pixma. It is said that man is a social animal, and what affects a person will never be something that happens to him but from the opinions and eyes of society. When people linked Mr. Kesma to the Kesma family, Mr. Kesma began to pay attention to politeness.

He didn't mean that he was not polite before, but he did look a bit rude compared to those with masks in the city. Since then, the rude Mr. Kesma has disappeared and replaced by a polite Mr. Kesma. If he doesn't care about the family group mixed up sometimes caused by that boundary stone, he did.

Everyone will have an example in his life. You will feel that he is omnipotent. You feel that he is what you want to become in the future. In the Kesma family, Kesma has held this special position. He also affected the other people in Kesma's family and made them courteous.

The little girl with a blushing smile smiled, exposing a slightly yellowed tooth, and the pockmarks on the bridge of her nose were like the starry sky when the clouds cracked the gap-countless little stars.

Mason immediately retracted his eyes and turned around. After wearing the police cap neatly, he patted the pistol around his waist, turned away the last few people, and walked into the center of the crowd.

He has suffered a lot in these two months. Being a sheriff in a country like this is definitely not a comfortable thing. His first job wearing a police badge was to retrieve a lost cow for a big **** stronger than him. Here, cattle do not undertake the laborious work of arable land. The cheapest and most common way for people to obtain oil is to look for not much fat from cattle. Therefore, cattle are similar to pigs in another world. The task is to send them to the slaughterhouse when they are big and fat enough.

The loss of a bull is a heavy blow to a family. As the only sheriff in alfalfa town, Mason can only take on this task. Eventually, in a quagmire that was about to dry up, he found a cow with mud all over his body-its leg was broken, probably because he stepped into the quagmire and fell. Mason exhausted his efforts, and it took two days to return the cow to the town, and then watched the two brothers who were as strong as bears carrying the cows one after the other and returned. .

After the encounter, there were some trivial matters. For example, the chickens didn't know why they didn't croak, and the residents who had been taken care of by the "timekeeping" asked Mason to let the "cock" who didn't want to talk. Another example is that whose goose suddenly lays eggs, as if the end of the world has caused people to panic. The only person in the town who seems to be able to ask for help is Mason.

Another old guy is drunk all day, and every time he wakes up, he prepares for the next lethargy.

If it wasn't for the bad breath accumulating in his chest, and he wanted to prove that he could be the great policeman in his ideals, maybe Mason had given up.

Although so much time was wasted on these trivial matters, it is undeniable that he did take a successful step. At least some people really treated him as a sheriff and supported him.

When he turned away from the crowd, he saw a brand new car. He could also see his reflection on the smooth body like a layer of water, slap his collar, and put on some crooked hats. He walked towards the guy with his back facing him in a white suit.

"Hello, I'm the sheriff in the town, you don't know that you are not allowed to stop here ...", Mason's voice came to an abrupt end, his eyes widened, and he didn't return until his eyes hurt a little at the end. Come over to God, "My God, Du Lin, how did you become like this?" At this time, he finally had the courage to reach out and touch the car that was as smooth as the skin of the farmer's daughter in the town of Dongtou. Is this your car? Are you rich? "

Just like Mason was surprised by the changes of Du Lin at this time ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Du Lin also widened his eyes when he turned around, he suddenly felt that his brain was a bit chaotic. When was Mr. Kesma so open-minded, he would Agree with Mason to become a sheriff?

"When is it?" Du Lin took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Mason. Mason looked at the cigarette with a filter in his hand in surprise, and hesitated to put it in the jacket pocket. He knew that the price of this kind of cigarette with a filter would not be cheap, and in such rural areas, the "power" of such a cigarette sometimes exceeded the badge on his chest.

Du Lin took a moment, then ordered one for himself, and then patted the newly opened cigarette case directly on Mason's chest. I think that old stubborn. "

Mason hesitated for a moment, finally holding Du Lin's shoulders, and patted it hard, "Father will be happy!" He said he looked a little embarrassed at those who were still watching the bustle and even tried to touch the car. The guy in the shell was helpless. He couldn't really do something to these people, so they didn't care if Mason was a sheriff.

Du Lin patted his gently pressed arm on his shoulder and looked at the two young people.

The crowded crowd was not a burden in Du Lin's eyes. The two young men who followed him by the way to protect him took a handful of coins from the cloth pocket on the car and scattered them directly to the crowd. The farmers who were originally crowded and desperately wanted to squeeze in to see what was going on, big sisters, young men and women, bent their waists in a scream of surprise.

At this moment, Du Lin is like a respected king in the center of the town, accepting worship from all sides!