Chapter 964: The school sweetheart’s first love who took a check and went abroad (2)

Christchurch Airport, later also known as Christchurch Airport, is located on the east coast of the South Island of New Zealand. In the late 1980s, the security here was still relatively chaotic.

Even at the international airport, there are few security guards to maintain order, and thefts and robberies occur frequently.

　　In the original text, the original girl was robbed of her schoolbag by two speedsters at the airport gate. Just when she broke down and cried, her suitcase was taken away and divided among several homeless people.

Now it’s Xu Yin, she—

Kicked the bikers off the motorcycle with one foot, carried the suitcase with one hand, and grabbed the collar of one of the bikers with the other hand, speaking in fluent and pure English: "You want to rob me? Do you know who my aunt is?"

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 The homeless people around who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity quietly took back their steps.

When another speedster saw this, he crawled on his hands and knees and went around to attack her. Xu Yin seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. She raised her head and kicked her. This time, she was kicked ten meters away.

“It seems that the first step was too light.” Xu Yin’s voice was cold.

 “No, no, I’m sorry! Spare us!”

The middle-aged man she was holding by the collar was really scared now. After hunting geese all day long, he was finally blinded by geese pecks. This time, he was kicked into a piece of iron.

Xu Yin didn’t want to waste time: “Do you want it to be public or private?”

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“If it’s a public matter, I’ll hand it over to the police. If it’s a robbery, I think I’ll have to go to jail for a few years, right? If it’s a private matter, it’s just to compensate for my injured soul.”

 The man’s eyes widened: “…”

 Aren’t we the ones injured? How are you injured?

What? You were startled, and your heart skipped a few beats? Is this called an injury?

 But when she said she was hurt, she was hurt.

 Finally, the motorcycle was compensated to her to soothe her wounded heart.

The two speedsters helped each other and limped away.

The passers-by looked at their backs, looking very desolate.

Xu Yin is new here and doesn’t really want to deal with the police, so it’s best to stay private.

 She got on the motorcycle, strapped her suitcase to the back seat, started the engine and drove away from the airport.

I was still worried about how to find a place to stay after leaving the airport?

Now that's good, the two motorcycle gangs handed over their crime tools to her. It would be much more convenient to find a place to live on a motorcycle, both in and outside the city.

Moreover, motorcycles are considered a valuable asset in this era. Without a motorcycle, the chance of success in committing a crime will be much smaller. The number of victims like the original person will be reduced one by one.

Xu Yin rode a motorcycle to find a place to stay.

The hero’s mother didn’t want her to go to Auckland to go to college comfortably, so she did these little tricks. If it were her, she wouldn’t want to go. Who knows if there is an informant from the hero’s mother in Auckland.

 How uncomfortable it is to live under the surveillance of others. It would be better to find another way and find a place she likes to start a new life.

As for university, we’ll talk about it later, let’s live our lives first.

 Xu Yin did not go to Christchurch to find a place to live, but rode a motorcycle to the countryside.

 There are few people in the countryside, and you often only see a family within a few kilometers or even more than ten kilometers. They basically rely on agriculture and animal husbandry for their livelihood. Xu Yin found a small ranch fifty kilometers away from Christchurch, which was relatively convenient for entering and exiting the city. The work was neither difficult nor simple—driving the sheep that needed to be sheared to the shearing room, and then shearing them one by one. Return to the sheepfold.

The rancher’s name is Hunter. He is a little old man with a mustache. Spring is here and he is about to start shearing sheep. He is indeed looking for shearers, but Xu Yin’s image obviously does not meet his recruitment requirements.

 International students at the University of Auckland? I was deceived by an agency that went abroad. I couldn't register, couldn't go to school, and my money was stolen. I had no choice but to find a job to make a living. There was no requirement for salary and remuneration, as long as accommodation and meals were provided.

 The requirements are not really high, but—

He wanted strong, strong men who could subdue the sheep when they struggled and be able to carry them if necessary.

Because some sheep are disobedient and refuse to cooperate every time they are sheared. When they struggle, they easily mess up the wires connected to the shearing shears, and even push out the sheep's hooves to kick the shearer.

 Let alone women, even men with less strength can’t handle this job.

“Mr. Hunter, why don’t you let me try?”

Xu Yin said unhurriedly while chewing the goat's milk cake that Hunter's wife invited her to eat.

The Hunter family's ranch is small, but well-kept, and his wife is also very enthusiastic. She doesn't look down on her as a foreigner at all. She also praises her for looking like an exquisite doll and the most beautiful Chinese she has ever seen. Girl, when he saw her riding a motorcycle all the way, he made a pot of warm honey goat milk and baked a plate of goat milk cakes for her to eat.

Xu Yin swallowed the goat's milk cake, took a sip of the goat's milk that was slightly fishy and sweet with honey, and continued: "Try it and you won't suffer, try it and you won't be fooled. After trying it, you think it's suitable for me to stay, and if it's not suitable for me, I'll stay." Leave.”

ˆHunt: “…”

This sounds very reasonable. Give her a chance to try it. No matter whether it works or not, he will not suffer any loss.

"But I have something to say before you. If you get kicked by a sheep, it's none of my business. You have to try it yourself."

"Can."

 Next, the Hunters seemed to watch a fantasy show—

Xu Yin took a quick look at the big sheep in the corner of the sheepfold, which had the most hair on its body and was so bulging that it almost covered the sheep's head.

Mr. Hunter said that this sheep is the most difficult to discipline. It is very reluctant to be sheared. In order to avoid being sheared, it has tried to escape from the sheep pen several times. It escaped last spring.

 “Then let’s have this one!”

 After Xu Yin made the decision, he started taking action.

 It was getting late, and she needed to find a place to stay as soon as possible.

When other middle-aged men couldn't drive away the sheep, they would either hug the sheep with their hands or carry it on their shoulders. Xu Yin directly clasped the sheep's two front hooves and carried the rebellious sheep, which weighed two to three hundred kilograms, with one hand. I walked into the shearing room and let the old shearer demonstrate how to shear sheep, and then he started working.

The big sheep was pinned down by one of her knees, unable to move. It lay helplessly on the ground, letting Xu Yin take the electric wool clipper and remove the layers of sheep from head to toe that had evaded several shearers. The thick wool that had been accumulated for a long time was pushed down.

Although the wool clippers at this time were already electric and were much more efficient in shearing wool than manual shears, they were the first generation products after all. Compared with later generations of electric clippers, they had many problems: electric clippers tend to heat up easily and may become hot when heated. Once the sheep is caught, the sheep will not cooperate, so it needs to be cooled from time to time; the blade will also be dull, and the blade needs to be lubricated before the wool of the sheep is pushed out.

 Xu Yin: “…”

This efficiency feels worse than a manual wool shear.

While she was waiting for the electric clipper to cool down, she asked Mr. Hunter for a pair of traditional wool shears, and sheared the wool manually.

 (End of this chapter)