pasture leisure

Chapter 34 Construction
Thinking that it had nothing to do with him, Zhang Chi settled the bill, turned around, left the small bar, drove his pickup and went home.

The road is dark and blind, but I am not afraid of someone robbing the road. It is purely blind to rob the road here. First, everyone does not have much money. Many cowboys are those steel jumpers who buy wine. grab.

Also, it's too dangerous. Although the cowboys don't all carry guns with them, it's hard to say.After drinking a little wine and having a fiery personality, it is impossible to let you rob him and he will not resist.

After driving for a while to adapt to the night, the road will be clear, and the sky full of stars will illuminate your way home.

When he arrived at the gate of his ranch, Zhang Chi opened the gate of the ranch. After entering the car, he got out of the car and closed the gate. When he got out of the small forest at the gate, his sight suddenly opened up again.

The pasture near the gate is no longer as empty as it used to be. There are countless herds of cows standing and lying down. Seeing Zhang Chi's car, some cows even lowed a few times.

When Zhang Chi came down from the slope, he looked up at a sky full of stars, because in the agricultural state, there is almost no industry here, and there is no pollution. As long as it is not raining at night, if you look up at the sky, it is either a bright moon or a sky full of stars.

For example, the sky tonight is full of stars, and the starlight illuminates the sky above the ranch like a deep blue sea. Countless stars reflect each other, and the Milky Way is like a jade belt. Light of different colors emitted.

The stars are in the sky, dense and dense, like gems embedded in the sky.

Under the starry sky is Zhang Chi's pasture. The surrounding dark forest surrounds the central pasture like a wall. The land on the pasture undulates slightly, forming a picture scroll with different light and dark.

The nearby pastures are either lying or standing, and groups of cows are enjoying their leisure time leisurely. From time to time, they use their ears and tails to gently drive small insects, while regurgitating the forage they ate in their stomachs today.

At this moment, Zhang Chi's pasture is no longer empty. Looking around, it is full of cattle, which makes people feel happy.

As the owner of this ranch, how could Zhang Chi refuse such a view? He opened the car window, turned the steering wheel with one hand, and drove slowly, admiring the view of his ranch while walking.

Not far away, a brightly lit place is Zhang Chi's new home, which is still just a framework, and a group of compatriots are busy rushing to work over there.

Zhang Chi got to the side of the RV, got out of the car and walked over, and found that these people were eating. The big guys were all barebacked and shirtless, chatting softly while eating.

"ate?"

Seeing Zhang Chi walking over, the aunt who was cooking nearby grinned at Zhang Chi: "If you haven't eaten, eat a little here, so you don't have to do it."

Auntie is Lao Chen's wife. I heard that she was also a cultural person when she was in China, but now she is here to use the pots and spoons to do the job of cooking auntie on the construction site.

Zhang Chi smiled at his aunt: "No, I can eat whatever I want later."

"It's okay, it's okay, I made a lot today, and they can't eat it," the aunt said enthusiastically.

Before Zhang Chi could speak, the workers who were eating said, "Eat something if you haven't eaten. You're welcome. Tonight is braised pork. Sister Lu is the best."

Seeing everyone saying that, Zhang Chi nodded with a smile.

When Aunt Lu saw her, she smiled and picked up the bowl on the table. First, she filled a flat bowl of rice for Zhang Chi, then added a few pieces of green vegetables on top of the rice, and piled a spoon full of braised pork on top of the vegetables. Added half a spoonful of broth to Zhang Chi and handed it to Zhang Chi.

"Too much, too much".

Aunt Lu smiled and said, "Young man, there is nothing you can't eat, eat it, it's okay!"

Zhang Chi had no choice but to hold the bowl and imitate others, sitting on the steps of the house and eating.

The overall framework of the house has been laid out. After today, the surrounding outer walls are almost sealed. By tomorrow, it will be possible to do fire protection and heat insulation treatment. The next step is to route the wiring and seal the inner walls.

It is like a foaming agent used to build houses for insulation. When it was first pumped out, it looked like a sticky slurry. After a while, it was expanded into a thick filling.

"This braised pork is really amazing."

After eating a piece of braised pork, Zhang Chi gave Aunt Lu a thumbs up.

"I like it over there, but I never thought there would be domestic pork here," said Aunt Lu.

"Oh".

Now Zhang Chi knows where Aunt Lu’s meat is bought. Except for Aunt Phil’s family who raises our country’s pigs, all the other beauties are pursuing the size of the pigs and the amount of meat they produce.

Aunt Lu was a little surprised when Zhang Chi mentioned the shop where she bought meat, "You know that too?"

At this time, a worker interjected: "This is a bigger place, as long as you are a Chinese, how can you not know it."

"That's right, that's right, this is not a place like California and New York State. There are few Chinese people here, everyone must know that," Aunt Lu laughed.

"Almost," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

To be honest, some Chinese Zhang Chi may not know each other after living here for so long, because they don’t want to integrate into the Chinese circle. They prefer to make friends with white people and live in white communities. What kind of activities are called A positive, living whiter than a white person.

Like this kind of people, Zhang Chi generally does not regard them as Chinese, let alone any compatriots who are not from the same country.

As for the Laogangyi, let alone Laowanyi, this kind of people can get along well with Japanese and Korean people, but they look down on you from the bottom of their hearts.

"By the way, Boss Zhang, to be honest, your house is too small. It would be nice to build it bigger for such a big place," a worker said to Zhang Chi while eating.

Zhang Chi smiled and said, "I want to too, but what can I do if money doesn't allow it?"

"That's right, it would be nice to have a home. By the way, you have been here for a few years," the worker who spoke asked again.

"I have been here with my uncle since I was a teenager, almost ten years," Zhang Chi said.

"If you have built such a large ranch for more than ten years, you can be regarded as a mess."

Some workers gave Zhang Chi a thumbs up.

Zhang Chi just smiled, he knew his own family affairs, if he didn’t have a gourd to support him, talking about a ranch now would be nonsense, according to his normal development, he would set up a small restaurant and set up a restaurant like his uncle , or to drive a truck, maybe he will work on the construction site all day like the current group of workers.

Really relying on ability, without the support of my family, if I want to buy a pasture here, it will be considered a remarkable thing if I can do it before the age of forty.

The money in the United States is not brought by strong winds.

"What are you talking about? It's just to make a living, so those cowboys in the town still think that I can't last this year." Zhang Chi laughed.

"Don't pay attention to them, all of them are lazy to death."

Workers expressed deep disdain for the productivity of whites.

When we were in China, people thought that Americans were serious in doing things, at least much more rigorous than our domestic workers. When they came here, they found that these beautiful qualities were all their own imaginations. We state-owned enterprise workers are no different.

While eating and chatting, Zhang Chi only ate half of the meal, and the workers finished eating. They put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, wiped their mouths, and continued to work.

"Do you still do it now?"

Zhang Chi asked.

"Make part of fire protection and heat insulation".

"Isn't it tomorrow?" Zhang Chi was a little curious.

"Do a little bit tonight, and do another part tomorrow morning. Anyway, there is nothing to do after dinner, and you can't sing K or something here."

Zhang Chi laughed and said, "I'm really sorry, I really don't have anything here."

"Just kidding, even if we have time, we don't have time to play. Our side is relaxed, and my wife and children will go hungry."

While talking, the workers started to work.

After Zhang Chi finished his meal, he was about to wash the dishes, but Aunt Lu snatched it away: "It's okay, you can go and play."

"How long have you been working with Old Xu?"

Zhang Chi did not leave, but stood aside talking to Aunt Lu.

Aunt Lu chatted with Zhang Chi while she was busy: "I have been working here for six or seven years."

"That day will not be short," Zhang Chi said.

"It's not too short," Aunt Lu replied with a smile.

After chatting with his aunt for another ten minutes, although Zhang Chi was curious about whether the couple's cultured temperament would make them feel a little disappointed in their current job, but because it was their private matter, he couldn't really ask.

Back beside the RV, Zhang Chi packed up and got ready to sleep.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Ergou had already jumped onto the head of the bed.

"You go down!"

Zhang Chi pointed to Ergou and said.

Zhang Chi still likes cats, but he can't accept small animals at home on his bed, but Ergou seems to like to sleep next to Zhang Chi, although he doesn't go to bed, but he is very close to Zhang Chi's head.

There is also Er Gou, who is only so loud, and the sound of snoring is not small at all. If you say you snore, you will do it, and you also have your own vibrato. How could this guy Zhang Chi suffer.

Seeing Zhang Chi's face, Ergou jumped off the bed and meowed on the ground.

"Sleep on the sofa, if you dare to go to bed, I'll beat you to death" Zhang Chi muttered to Ergou, covered his stomach with the quilt, and prepared to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Er Gou lay obediently on the bed, staring at Zhang Chi eagerly, and when he heard that Zhang Chi was breathing evenly, he sneaked off the sofa again, ran to Zhang Chi's bedside, and rolled into a ball on the sideboard After a while, Little Hulu hung up.

(End of this chapter)