pasture leisure

Chapter 14
This time it was indeed much faster than before.

When he arrived at his ranch, Zhang Chi said to Cannon: "Thank you for helping me, if it weren't for me, I would still go."

As he spoke, he took out his wallet and wanted to give Cannon some tips.

This matter is not normal in China, and some people even find it a bit offensive, but it is a common thing here, let alone Cannon, an unfamiliar person, even if a friend comes to help, he still has to give money.

Of course, some people will want it, and some people will not.

However, if you don’t want it, you naturally have to think about paying back the favor next time, and the same is true for Americans.Sophistication of the world is not unique to the East, as long as it is a human society, it exists.

But Cannon waved his hands again and again: "No, no, you can come to me for any help you need in the future. I can't help you with big ones, but some small ones are still okay."

Seeing that Cannon really didn't want it, Zhang Chi took the wallet back.

"Well, if you have time, I'll treat you to dinner. If you have no questions, I can cook a Chinese meal at home and invite you to come over and have a taste together," Zhang Chi said.

As the country is getting stronger and stronger, people like Zhang Chi who live outside also feel that their waists are straighter. At least they are now invited to have a pure Chinese meal, and others are also a little curious, unlike the previous ten. None of the eight were of much interest.

Cannon was very happy to hear that: "That's a good idea, I'm free the night after tomorrow."

"Then it will be the night after tomorrow," Zhang Chi said.

"Okay, it's settled like this. I'll come over at about seven o'clock the night after get off work." Cannon laughed.

After chatting for a few words, Cannon went back. Zhang Chi rode on his horse and took Cannon to the gate of his ranch. Seeing that Cannon disappeared from sight, he turned around.

"He's such an enthusiastic person," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Riding the horse back along the forest path, Zhang Chi was once again fascinated by the scenery he saw when the sight suddenly became clear and the whole pasture appeared in front of his eyes again.

Standing on the small slope, Zhang Chi looks at his own pasture. Although in the eyes of others, it is so broken and the grass is not good, but for Zhang Chi, no matter whether it is good or not, everything on this pasture is It belongs to him, this is his own territory, and he can let him play on it.

Owning something, even a small piece of land, is extremely important to a Chinese, because in our culture, land has a unique meaning even now, but save a square inch of land for future generations Geng, this is not as simple as talking about it, but it is imprinted in the bone marrow.

Even in this era, even if there is a slight possibility for the Chinese who came out, the first thing to do is to buy a house and land. No matter whether the person is poor or rich, the plot of the land has not been squeezed out of the veins, but has become deeper.

In the pasture in early spring, the grass has slowly grown up. Although most of the places are not high, the greenery can't be hidden. The overwhelming competition is caught in Zhang Chi's eyes, telling the story of spring. vitality.

Countless unknown small flowers are also competing to bloom, red, green, purple, one by one, piles, vying for splendor, blooming in the small breeze in the valley, emitting a faint floral fragrance from time to time.

The fragrance of the flowers attracted all kinds of diligent little insects, buzzing lively, circling around the flowers, as busy as Zhang Chi who used to work in the restaurant.

If you look farther away, there are contiguous big trees, which extend to infinity all the way. At the end of the big trees and green sea, there are mountain peaks, some of which have white hats on them. Perennial snow.

Above the mountain, there is a piece of tile-blue sky, as pure as a roll of blue silk, and like solidified jelly, which makes people happy when they look at it, and it also broadens their hearts.

Zhang Chi's hand gently stroked the mane on the horse's neck. The mane was very soft. Mason, the horse trainer, took care of the horse very well. There was no slight delay when his fingers passed through the mane, so silky , It's almost like an advertisement for shampoo.

When the last bit of mane slipped from between his fingers, Zhang Chi's hand stroked the side of the horse's neck.

The short horse hair is a little hard, but it still feels good in the hand, and you can feel a little warmth on the horse's skin through the palm of your hand.

Gently patted the horse's neck.

Boom!

The dismounted horse gave Yu Zhangchi two soft snorts, as if reflecting its owner.

"What name should I give you?"

Sitting firmly on the horse's back, his body leaned forward slightly, and while patting the horse's neck, he seemed to want to communicate with the dismounted horse, Zhang Chi murmured.

Little Red?No, half of it is white.

noob?Nope, half of them are red.

Little red and white?It sounds a bit convoluted.

For his first horse, Zhang Chi racked his brains to give the horse a good name.

It's a pity that an illiterate is an illiterate after all, English is half-toned, and Chinese has not seen any improvement, so I held back for a long time, but I didn't hold back a fart that satisfied me.

"It's hard for us to name you"

Zhang Chi patted the horse lightly, looking as if I was in a difficult situation.

Think about the names that Emperor Taizong gave his horses, Telefa and Sa Luzi, they sound so educated. How is he different from Emperor Taizong?
Zhang Chi thought for a while, and felt that he was short of being an emperor, right? If he became an emperor, he probably wouldn’t be able to come up with such a good name. Then he would have to learn from Shiquan old bastard and steal other people’s talents to pretend to be himself. Facade.

"Red Gai Xue? Vulgar, vulgar! It sounds like it was given by Brother Xiao Wu." Zhang Chi shook his head.

"Huoshaoyun? No, Huoshao, ouch, I kind of think of the Huoshao shop in Los Angeles, I'm so hungry..."

"Red Flame Mountain? Well, that's a good name. You kid is like a fire burning on the top of a snowy mountain. That's the name. Damn, I'm quite educated."

Zhang Chi was a little proud.

After thinking of a satisfactory name, Zhang Chi decided to take Chiyan Mountain for a trip. He hasn't stepped on the land of his ranch until now.

"Old Chi, let's go for a walk?"

Zhang Chi probed and asked softly the Chiyan Mountain that was stepping down.

Chi Yanshan snorted and became a little restless. At the Mason Racecourse, he spent most of his time in the fence, and could only run on the horse track occasionally. Now such a vast world is unfolding in front of his eyes. It also has a heartbeat.

It is waiting for its master's order on its back.

"Yiha!"

Sensing Chi Yanshan's intentions, Zhang Chi easily let go of the reins and let out a loud drink.

Hear the sound and move!

With a fierce force, Chi Yanshan rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Fortunately, Zhang Chi was prepared, and he stabilized his figure with a slight sway of his body. The whole person stood on the horse's back like a javelin.

A red-and-white pinto horse rushed straight down from the small slope at the gate of the ranch. The flying hooves quickly reached the maximum speed, and the entire horse's head was lowered to facilitate its exertion. the resistance of the air.

At this time, Zhang Chi's ears were blown by the wind, and he felt that everything around him was retreating rapidly. The oncoming mountain wind seemed to pour directly into his nasal cavity without breathing, and a trace of coolness rushed into his chest all at once. in the lungs.

The fast galloping horse seemed to increase the temperature of the blood flow in Zhang Chi's blood vessels. Sitting on the horse's back, he couldn't help but want to shout impulsively.

I can't help it, I can't help it after all!

Ah~~!

Facing the blowing wind, Zhang Chi opened his voice and shouted loudly, expressing the joy in his heart.

Zhang Chi's shout seemed to make Chi Yanshan even more excited, and his four hooves stepped on the green grass that had just grown up, making a burst of clacking sound, which turned into a slightly dull popping sound from time to time, which was different. The turf gives back to the horseshoe.

People are not tired, horses are not tired!
One man and one horse galloped presumptuously on the green grass.

At this moment, Chiyan Mountain's one-foot-long mane is flying like flames, the white back is like a wisp of white smoke, the red is like a banner rushing forward, and the white is like the fiery tail flame of a firework. The plow sweeps across the greenery.

Zhang Chi threw off the rein in his hand, and let the Chiyan Mountain gallop down. He laughed, not knowing whether it was to vent or to be complacent, but he just wanted to laugh heartily at this moment.

All heroes have passed by, but I am the only one who laughs in the sky right now!

Grasslands, horses, forests, snow-capped mountains, is there anything that can arouse a man's pride?
Anyway, in more than [-] years of life, Zhang Chi has never encountered, nor has there been a moment like this, laughing wantonly, without consideration, without hiding anything.

At this moment, everything in the world is like the wind blowing in the ear, lingering without a trace.

After a long time, the horse stopped.

Chi Yanshan was panting heavily, his two huge nostrils were completely dilated, and Zhang Chi's forehead was also sweating, and his shirt was a little stuck to his body.

But there is an indescribable joy in the body and mind, full of blood and chest.

After dismounting, Zhang Chi took the saddle off Chi Yanshan's back, and also took off the half-wet sweat pad, and put them on the shelf next to the RV.

"Go, let's wash away."

As he said, he took a small red bucket and pulled Chiyan Mountain to the foot of the small soil slope. There was a small river there. The small river formed by the snow on the mountain kept gurgling silently. Zhang Chi was a little confused.

Chi Yanshan followed Zhang Chi meekly, and within two steps, Chi Yanshan rubbed Zhang Chi with his head.

Zhang Chi seemed to understand Chiyanshan's thoughts, turned over and got on the horse again. Although there was no saddle, Chiyanshan still carried his master steadily.

At this moment, Zhang Chi remembered what Mason said yesterday: Some people and horses have a kind of fate.

When the horse's hoof stepped into the creek, Zhang Chi slid off the horse's back, scooped up water from the red bucket in his hand, and poured water on Chiyanshan's back.

While pouring, gently wipe the water drops with your hands.

The weather is still very cold now, if the horse's sweat is allowed to dry naturally, maybe the horse will catch a cold.

That's right, horses can also catch a cold. It's not a good thing for a horse to be sick, and for Zhang Chi, it's also not a good thing for his wallet.

So after running like this, I have to wash it well, one is to wash off the sweat on my body, and the other is to cool down, no matter which one is very important, otherwise the wallet will suffer, and now Zhang Chi hates the wallet to suffer.

(End of this chapter)