Chapter 69 Opponents

   A meal of dumplings was eaten and made one after another for several hours, and finally worked until after eight o'clock in the evening, and then almost all the noodles were wrapped.

  Zhang Jialiang looked around and saw that all the places in the house that could be placed were filled with dumplings, so he couldn't help saying: "When will this be eaten?"

  At this time, Jian Heng was washing his hands, and Jian Heng, who was wiping his hands, replied: "It looks like a lot, but it will definitely not last until noon tomorrow!"

After speaking, Jian Heng turned his head and looked at the barley and wheat that were still making dumplings: "Stop making dumplings, you two, take the rest back to the town to make dumplings, just come back after breakfast tomorrow, the sky is already dark Go back early and rest early!"

  The two sisters don't know whether the buns are dumplings or buns. Anyway, each of them has a dough in their hands, and the center is filled with fillings.

  The two sisters didn't have a big share in the dumpling-making activity. After studying for several hours, the dumplings they made were still crooked.

Originally, Jian Heng didn't want the two of them to stretch out their hands, but these two were not very good, they were full of energy, and Zhao Changshan and the others praised them unprincipled, although these two seemed like a masked person , but just didn’t let go, and followed everyone enthusiastically until now.

   "Where are we going to live, in the town?" Da Mai, who was sitting on the left side of the table, put down the 'dumplings' he had wrapped in his hands and picked up a dough and asked without looking up.

   "Didn't it be agreed, these few days you will live in the town first, and I will move there when the barn is almost ready, and then you will move here," Jian Heng said.

Mai Mai took a look at Jian Heng: "You won't do shameful things here alone, don't worry, we can understand, you don't have a girlfriend, you always have some physical needs, close the doors, what's going on in your room We'll pretend we didn't hear it!"

  Pfft! Zhang Jialiang couldn't help laughing, but when he saw his family staring at him, he couldn't help shrinking his neck.

They are both adults, so everyone naturally knows what the two sisters mean by their biological needs. Zhao Changshan is fine, but he just pretended not to hear it. Xiao Zhao and Xiao Huang, who just came from China, have so-so English and didn’t understand what Mai Mai said at all. I mean, I just saw Zhang Jialiang's smirk and looked awkwardly, but he had a puzzled expression on his face.

   "Okay, then you can live here, but I have to say first that I am not responsible for anything that happens in the middle of the night!" Jian Heng said.

Originally, Jian Heng arranged the two sisters in the old Anders' room. Who knows that after spending a long time together, the two sisters are like curious babies. They hardly stop talking, and they are not at all like before. A beautiful and quiet girl in the gym back then.

  Jian Heng couldn't bear talkative women the most, so he temporarily wanted to drive them to the small wooden building rented in the town, that is, to squeeze together with Zhang Jialiang and Zhao Changshan first.

It's a pity that Jian Heng is happy with barley and wheat but not with them. They just want to live in the pasture. As for living under the same roof with Jian Heng, they don't mind at all. What is the same roof for American girls? .

   "What can happen?" Damai said, bending his arm. Although the arm is not thick, the lines on the arm are already showing their appearance.

   I have to say that generally normal men are really no match for the sisters. It is very difficult to do something bad to them with just a handful of strength.

   "Okay, okay, you can live in it! Just listen carefully, you are not allowed to bring the little lion into the house. Its range of activities is limited to the area at the bottom of the building." Jian Heng stretched out his hand and drew a road.

  Barley and Wheat glanced at each other without giving Jian Heng a response, and continued to wrap the dumplings in their hands.

At this time, Zhao Changshan had finished washing his face and hands, found a towel to wipe off his hands, and said to Jian Heng: "We will go back, and the three of you will stay here and have fun, Xiao Huang, go to the wine cabinet and get two drinks." Bottle of wine, pick the most expensive one, and drink some at night as entertainment before going to bed!"

  Little Huang knew where the wine cabinet was, but he was a little dumbfounded when he saw the wine in the cabinet.

   "Master!" Xiao Huang looked at Zhao Changshan begging for help.

   Zhao Changshan looked at it, and immediately replied with a smile: "Stupid, pick up the most beautiful bottle and take it!"

  Hearing what Zhao Changshan said, Xiao Huang reached out and picked up two bottles of wine that looked particularly good-looking and held them in his arms. When Jian Heng saw the wine in his arms, he shook his head quietly.

  The four of Zhao Changshan went out and got into the car, and waited for the car to disappear from his sight before Jian Heng turned back into the house. As soon as he returned to the room, he immediately saw a scene that he didn't want to see.

Between the barley and the wheat protruded a fluffy head, and from time to time, this little thing turned its head sideways to nibble on the dumpling wrappers in front of it, or stretched out its fat little paws to fiddle with the dumplings placed not far from it. Not to mention Yinzi, just talking about the dumpling wrapper, Jian Heng saw a few puddles of wet saliva left by the little thing.

  This also makes people how to eat tomorrow!

   "Why did it climb onto the chair!" Jian Heng took two steps in a row, hugged the little white lion to the ground, and then reached out to grab the dumpling wrapper that had been bitten by it.

   "What's the matter? We still ate dog food when we were young!" Mai Mai said indifferently when she saw Jian Heng reaching out to pick up the dumpling wrapper in front of her.

Americans treat their pets like family members, so for them, it is not a big deal for their children to eat some dog food, or have close contact with things like dogs, so the little lion's saliva is very important to the two sisters It's not that big of a deal.

   But Jian Heng couldn't accept it. Although the little lion now drinks milk powder and doesn't eat raw meat, there is a shadow in Jian Heng's heart.

   "Then you eat these things, I don't eat them anyway! Don't cook them in the same pot with what I eat," Jian Heng said.

   "No problem!" Barley and Wheat said at the same time.

The little lion doesn't care about these things, it thinks it's fun and wants to come over. Although it was pushed off the chair by Jian Heng, it still tried its best to move its four short legs forward, grunting and making milky noises. chair climb.

  Mait heard the little lion's snoring, so he bent down and carried the little thing back to the chair.

  Jian Hengyi turned around and left the room, not wanting to see such a sad scene.

  It was past eight o'clock, and it was completely dark. Today, there is a bright moon hanging high in the sky of the ranch, which is very bright, as if there is a super bright small light package hanging in the sky.

  Go back to the house and pour a glass of wine, lean on the pillar of the porch, put one hand in the pocket of the trousers, look up at the big disc-like moon in the sky with a deep face and a frown.

   "I'm going, the moon is so big tonight!"

  Jian Heng took a sip of wine, and said an exclamation in a very uneducated manner.

  The moon is in the sky, the mountains are faint, and the gentle breeze blows towards the face with a special fragrance of mud and grass. In Jian Heng's eyes, there is only the bright moon and nothing else.

  If there is a slightly educated person now, he must be eager to put Jian Heng's face on the grass next to him and rub it hard a few times: such a beautiful scenery, you are talking about wool!

  Of course, there is no one around now, even the two sisters Da Mai and Mai cannot understand Chinese, and they don’t understand Jian Heng’s uneducated words.

  Just as Jian Heng was admiring it happily, he suddenly heard moo moo from a distance.

It is not a new thing to hear a cow barking in the ranch, but Jian Heng can tell that this cow is not someone else's cow, it is the only cow in his own ranch now, a bison he brought back from Africa, and he came from it. The high-spirited anger in its heart can still be heard in the voice.

   "What's going on?" Jian Heng froze for a moment, frowned and said to himself.

   He pricked up his ears and listened again, thinking in his heart that if there was no more to say, he would leave it alone, but after a minute passed, the roar of the buffalo became more and more urgent, so Jian Heng decided to take a look.

   Casually put the wine bag in his hand on the railing of the porch, Jian Heng walked to the back of the house, got his bad horse out of the space, got on it and galloped towards the direction of the sound of the cow.

  When the mooing sound in Jian Heng's ears became more and more clear, an incredible scene came into Jian Heng's eyes. Under the moonlight, the strong African bison mooed and roared from time to time.

   Outside the fence not far away, a herd of American bison was confronting it. Among them, the leading huge bull kept pushing its horns against the fence of the pasture, and it seemed that it was about to enter the pasture and have a fight with the non-warm bison.

   "Damn, I finally understand why this fence is so broken!" Jian Heng saw the movement of the bison and immediately understood the reason for the broken fence here.

   It is obvious that these bison seem to like the alfalfa grass in the pasture, and because the pasture has not been managed for a long time, these guys probably have a good time eating, and regard the pasture as their own canteen.

   When I was about to come over to eat again today, I found that the door of the cafeteria was blocked by someone. Not only was the door blocked, but there was also a strong 'guard'.

For American bison, in addition to fighting for mating rights, working hard for the rich grassland is also one of the necessary life skills. Their innate instincts make them willing to give up the fat alfalfa grass in the pasture, so these The bison immediately entered the fighting state.

  The American bison are not small in size, almost the same as the African bison brought by Jian Heng. The first few are only slightly smaller than Jian Heng's cattle. It seems that each one weighs about one ton.

Except for the mating months of American bison, the bulls and cows are divided into groups. That is to say, the dozen or so bison in this group are all adult bulls. Railing, teach the guy inside a lesson of a lifetime.

   Moo! Moo! The African bison didn't shrink back because it was alone. For it, this is the owner's territory and naturally its own territory, so it kept warning the opponents who were about to invade, leaving its own territory, and preparing for war at the same time.

  It's a pity that a group of old American hooligans ignored its warning, broke through the fence of the ranch, and walked in swaggeringly.

  (end of this chapter)