War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 350 Eight Acres
At eight o'clock in the morning on January 8 local time, Makar drove his blue Ford pickup to the hotel entrance.Not long after, the three of Wei Ran who got the news went downstairs one after another and got into the car.

"Our farm is in the outskirts, and it will take about two hours on the road, so you can take this time to rest for a while." Makar stepped on the accelerator while speaking.

"Where's Jessica?" Katenka and Suisui, who were sitting in the back row, glanced at the little guy sitting in the children's chair between them, and the former asked curiously, "Isn't she going to the farm?"

"She's gone to buy veterinary medicine, and meet us outside the city later."

Makar explained with some pride, "Many farm animals near us ask Jessica for help when they are sick. She can treat cattle, horses, sheep or pets."

"It sounds more reliable than your veterinarian," Sui Sui joked to Wei Ran who was sitting in the co-pilot.

"Are you a veterinarian too?" Makar looked at Wei Ran curiously.

"I'm not a veterinarian." Wei Ran shook his head with a smile, "I just helped an injured old man in the name of a veterinarian on the plane to America."

"The flight from China?" Makar glanced at Wei Ran in surprise, "So it was Mr. Carlos you rescued?!"

"Mr. Carlos?" Wei Ran looked at Makar in confusion, "What Mr. Carlos?"

"Haven't you watched the news recently?"

Makar seemed to realize that foreigners like Wei Ran did not need to watch the local news after asking the question, and he simply explained, "A few days ago, an old man named Carlos fell down on the plane due to the turbulent air flow. The reporter When interviewing him in the hospital, he said that an Asian veterinarian saved him, and he hoped to use the media to find that veterinarian, Victor, it couldn’t really be you, could it?”

Seeing Wei Ran looking at himself, Katenka, who was teasing little Gorman, spread his hands innocently, "I thought you knew about this, don't you read the news?"

watch the news?Wei Ran and Sui Sui, who was sitting behind him, looked at each other strangely. The two of them have been so busy recently, how can they have time to watch the news?Besides, even if you watch it, he still has to understand the pinyin words that are all over the screen, right?
"It seems that you really don't know about this"

Kajianka said gloatingly, "Now there are many videos on the Internet about you treating that old guy, and the comments on many videos say that you use Chinese kung fu."

"Fart Chinese Kung Fu."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and asked meaningfully, "There won't be any trouble?"

Katenka naturally knew what kind of trouble Wei Ran was concerned about, and hinted with a relaxed expression, "Don't worry, you are not planning to smuggle in. As long as you go back with the tour group, you won't have any trouble."

"That's good"

Wei Ran secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and asked a little worriedly, "What is the identity of that old guy named Carlos?"

"Didn't that old man give you a business card at that time?" Sui Sui reminded in Chinese with her head poking around.

"It seems that there is such a thing"

Wei Ran immediately took out his wallet, took out the blood-stained business card from inside, and handed it to Sui Sui behind him.

"Carlos Garcia" Sui Sui glanced at the name on the business card and said in surprise, "This old man is a lawyer."

"Little famous lawyer"

Makar, who was driving, added gloatingly, "Now it's being ridiculed on the Internet. United Airlines would rather that the Asian veterinarian at that time failed to save Mr. Carlos. At least this way, they don't have to worry about the other party suing them."

"Dead lawyers are indeed easier to deal with than living lawyers," Katenka joked.

"Forget it, I don't want to deal with lawyers either." Wei Ran put away the business card that Suisui handed over, and also joked, "Maybe the only reason he wants to find me is to sue me for practicing medicine without a license."

"American lawyers really have no bottom line"

Makar didn't know if he had thought of some bad experience, and subconsciously popped out some malicious comments from his mouth.

Pressing this matter to the bottom of his heart, Wei transferred the topic to Makar's wife's veterinary work indiscriminately.

While everyone was chatting, the pickup truck driven by Makar met Jessica, who was also driving a pickup truck, at a gas station. The car drove out of the city one after another.

On both sides of the road along the way, apart from the sparsely distributed woods and the occasional factory farms on the dry sand and gravel land, the most common sight is the endless oilfield kowtow machine.

Maybe it’s because these tireless and stereotyped kowtowing machines are too slow and hypnotic. Not long after, Sui Sui was the first to fall asleep. Metal Lezhong closed his eyes.

Although he knew that it was Mr. Gorman's son who was driving the car, Wei Ran didn't dare to relax too much. While chatting, he secretly remembered the path he had traveled and the general direction.

When the two cars passed a sandy mountain that was not too high but had a lot of cactuses, the surrounding kowtow machines were much less visible to the naked eye. At the same time, rows of wind turbines appeared at the end of the line of sight. The forests on both sides of the road are also dense.

Makar pointed to the front and said, "We can see a circular lake at the end of this road, and our farm is around that lake. If you come in summer, you will know how beautiful it is gone."

"Makar, how long have you been running this farm?" Wei Ran yawned and asked.

"I've been working there since I was 20"

Makar said with a trace of nostalgia, "Later, Mr. Brown, who ran the farm, was going to sell the farm, and my friend and I bought it together with a loan."

Speaking of this, Ma Carle paused, and continued with a bitter face, "This year is the fourth year that my friend and I bought the place. The loan has not been paid off, and those rabbits and wild boars have appeared. They seem to be able to reproduce infinitely, and they can't kill them cleanly. I have been worrying in my dreams recently, whether the bank will forcibly take this farm back by this time next year."

"It can be seen that you like that farm very much," Wei Ran, who didn't know what to say, responded dryly.

"Before I bought that farm, I worked at a gas station for a while." Makar pointed to the pickup truck running in front, "It was also there that I met Jessica, she was almost my love for that job. The only good memory."

"Isn't it profitable to run a farm?" Sui Sui, who had woken up at some point, grabbed the back of Wei Ran's seat and asked.

"If you don't make any money, you will spend a lot of money instead."

Makar responded with a smile, "But at least I am living happily. Life on the farm is much simpler than in the city."

Speaking of this, an invisible barbed wire fence has appeared on the side of the work, and Makar immediately changed the subject and introduced, "From here onwards, it is our territory."

"Makar, how big is your farm?" Sui Sui asked the question Wei Ran was about to ask with great interest.

"Probably less than 50 acres," Makar responded proudly.

"How big is 50 acres?" Sui Sui asked Wei Ran.

"How would I know?" Wei Ran shook his head, he didn't even know how big an acre of Huaxia's land was, how could he know how big an acre was?
"About 20 hectares, 0.2 square kilometers, can be simply understood as a rectangle with a side length of 400 meters by 500 meters." Katenka, who did not know when he had taken off his earphones, gave a very prepared answer.

"It sounds like a large area," Wei Ran exclaimed.

"Of course it's big," Makar said with a smile. "The first time I brought Jessica here, she almost got lost in the oak forest, but there are bigger ones around,"

"Now it's time to play," Sui Sui couldn't help muttering, and a look of anticipation appeared on that little face.

Soon, the two vehicles passed through a barbed wire gate hung with horns and a Texas pentagram, and then drove along the gravel road to the center of the farm.

There is indeed a small lake here as Makar said, but the diameter of this circular lake is less than 50 meters, and it can only be regarded as a larger pond at best.

On the west side of this pond, which is tentatively called a lake, is a patch of oak trees growing scattered. In the open space between the oak forest and the lake, there are two wooden houses about 50 meters apart. Opposite these two wooden houses, There are also several large wooden warehouses with haystacks or cattle and horses.As for the east side of the lake, it seems that some cultivated land has been reclaimed.

Whether it's the two wooden houses or the wooden warehouses, or the swings made of waste tires on the oak trees near the house, or even the calves, foals and various poultry wandering around, everything here is in harmony with Wei. Ran three people initially expected not too much difference.Simply put, this is a typical American farm.

When everyone got out of the car, two Labradors and two border shepherds ran over happily from a distance, and then, a man who looked about the same age as Makar, but with a slightly darker complexion, rode Walking over with a maroon horse.

This man is much thinner than Makar, but he is wearing a very well-fitting denim jacket, and even has a revolver in a holster around his waist, and in his other hand, he is carrying a A civilian shotgun fitted with a scope.

"Let me introduce"

Makar hugged a Labrador that jumped up, and said with a smile, "The one on the horse is Diego who runs the farm with me. His tacos and tequila are very good. Of course, he also has a beautiful daughter, Blanca, who you may see later."

After finishing speaking, Makar introduced the three of Wei Ran again, and finally said, "They are my new friends, and they are going to play on our farm for a few days, Diego, do you have any objection?"

"Of course no comment"

Diego, who had already got off his horse, took off his cowboy hat and said enthusiastically, "You can stay here for as long as you want, but Makar, today we must repair the barbed wire fence in the western forest."

"It's broken again?" Makar's good mood suddenly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)