pasture leisure

Chapter 400
Ah ~!

Zhang Chi yawned a little.

Although it is summer now, my hometown in China estimates that it is normal to be in the [-]s and [-]s, but here, it is only around [-] degrees, and the morning sun can't be regarded as hot. A lazy smell.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at Xiaoxiao who was playing with Maodou, Moji and Laifu in high spirits, Zhang Chi felt a little bored, and couldn't walk away. He had to prevent this little guy from entering the house and making trouble for the elders to make dumplings.

At first Zhang Chi was sitting, then Zhang Chi was lying down, and then Zhang Chi's feet were up, and he was lying on the sofa and began to take a nap.

Zhang Chi, who was already asleep, was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

"Hey!"

Zhang Chi, who was still a little sleepy, had a lazy voice.

Miller's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Why, are you sleeping at this time?"

Miller felt a little unbelievable that a rancher had time to sleep at this time?This is too unqualified.

"No, I'm watching the children." Zhang Chi shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

Miller said: "I'm at the gate of your ranch, I came in."

While speaking, Miller had already driven the car to the gate of Zhangchi Ranch, and got out of the car, and was about to open the gate of the ranch.

Although the two are good friends, it is quite inappropriate to break into someone's house at will. Unless there is an appointment, otherwise a phone call is quite necessary.

Breaking into other people's private territory does not necessarily mean you will be shot, but after being shot, you will definitely be shot for nothing, so it is best to say hello, otherwise it will be a little scary to meet [-].

"Ok!"

Zhang Chi's mind was not clear enough, so he didn't ask Miller what was the matter as usual. He put down the phone, stood up and moved around a few times, stretching out his hands and bending over to drive the sleepy bug away.

He shook his collar, pulled the wrinkled clothes casually, and waited for Miller to come over.

At this time, Miller also drove to the front of the house.

Before getting out of the car, Zhang Chi had already seen what was in the carriage: a pony!

Seeing the little pony, Zhang Chi's face turned slightly bitter, and he knew that it was Miller who came over to return Lily.

Just now he said that his little nephew is a prodigal son, who knows that not long after he said that, he came over to return the gift, and the reply was quite elegant.

The little pony Zhang Chi also wanted to buy it, but after thinking about it for a while, it was better not to ride a pony, but to ride a sheep. In terms of height, the sheep is more suitable for the little nephew now.

Of course, it's hard to say whether Zhang Chi wants to save trouble among them.

"Hey!"

Miller got out of the car and greeted Zhang Chi.

"Good morning, George!"

Yang stood in the car and greeted Zhang Chi, the little guy was very happy.

The little guy's name is Zhang Chi and also George, this is the habit of Americans, that is, uncles, they may also bring their titles, otherwise they will just call them by their first names.

At this time, Miller reached out to pick up his son and put him on the ground, and Yang ran towards Xiao Xiao beside him.

"Yang!"

Xiaoxiao's brows were dancing with joy, and the two children started yelling as soon as they got together.

"Come here!" Miller signaled Zhang Chi to come over and give him a hand.

The pony is not too heavy, but it is still a bit difficult for one person to get it out of the trunk, but it is much easier for two people.

Putting the pony on the ground, Miller didn't care. Anyway, his return gift was delivered. As for whether the pony would run away, that was not his concern.

It is very unlikely that the pony will get lost. The small thing is a horse, so it naturally has the habits of a horse. When you are alone, you must find a companion, so the little pony that was put down quickly ran to the same kind, which is Chiyan Mountain. next to.

At the beginning, he didn't dare to eat grass, just standing beside Chiyan Mountain, the muscles on his legs couldn't help shaking, obviously he was a little scared to change to a new environment.

"It's a gift from Young to ... the kid," Miller said with a laugh.

Originally, Miller wanted to call Xiao Xiao by his name, but after much deliberation, he never thought of it. For a foreigner to ask him to memorize the pronunciation of Chinese, it is indeed a bit embarrassing for them.

"You said... hey".

Zhang Chi nodded.

The pony sent by Miller was so-so, and it wasn’t too expensive, mainly because the height was not outstanding. Naturally, the shorter the pony, the more valuable it was. Like the one sent by Miller, the height at the shoulders It's been a meter, so it's not great.

Of course, if you want to get a voice recorder in exchange for a top-quality Shetland pony, then you are thinking too much. That guy costs tens of thousands of dollars, not to mention that ordinary Americans can’t afford it, even if it is worth a little I can't afford it either.

Besides, even if Miller wants to give it away, his family must have it.

But in this way, for Miller, it is considered a person, and it has been a long time since he received the gift, and he has prepared the gift in return.

"go!"

Zhang Chi thought for a while, and took Miller into the house, leaving the two children playing outside yelling.

As soon as he entered the room, Miller saw a group of women busy making dumplings. He was very curious and naturally moved over. Americans, they were more curious.

Zhang Chi told everyone about the matter.

Miao Guifang felt a little sorry for hearing this, and opened her mouth and said to Miller: "You said you are being polite, a recording pen is not worth much, why did you send a horse here...".

The old lady thought that the horse must be more expensive than the recorder, but in fact it was hard to say, the recorder Xiaoxiao gave was several hundred dollars more, while the pony was only one or two hundred dollars.

Domestic horses and American horses are not an economic concept. If a horse is expensive here, it will be dead expensive, and if it is cheap, it will be dead cheap. If you want to spend a penny, you can easily get a horse.

Unlike in China, horses are always worth some money.

Zhang Chi turned over the old lady's words to Miller, and naturally picked up the important ones, and skipped the unimportant ones.

Aunt Gu Ying couldn't help being amused when she heard this. She felt that most of Zhang Chi's meaning was not explained clearly, and she was completely fooling the old lady and Miller.

When Miao Guifang heard it, she immediately felt that something was wrong, and asked Gu Ying: "His aunt, did this kid do the wrong thing for me?"

"Nothing wrong!" Gu Ying said quickly.

"Then you translate it."

So the job fell on Gu Ying again.

Facing the Chinese-style politeness, Miller didn't know how to answer for a while, saying that his horses are very expensive?
Miller, who has a little knowledge of Chinese, felt that something was wrong, but he said that his horses were cheap, and it didn't suit the habits of Americans. It was not good to give gifts that were cheap.

Americans are a stickler for this, they will boast about their gifts, modesty?It doesn't exist in their culture.

So Miller stood a little awkwardly.

"Stay for lunch at noon".

They sent a horse over, and Miao Guifang felt that we had to keep him for a meal, so that we could do things well.

Others came to give presents, and it was almost time for dinner. It would be a bad manner to let them go back with an empty stomach, so Miao Guifang asked Miller to stay for dinner.

After hearing Gu Ying's translation, Miller looked at the dumplings on the table, nodded immediately and said, "Okay! Thank you!"

These two words do not need to be translated by Gu Ying. Miao Guifang understands that it means OK and thank. The children in the village will say these two sentences, so Miao Guifang must understand.

It's just that she didn't expect that the American boy responded very quickly, without any politeness, and she agreed as soon as she mentioned it on her side.

So the old lady joked with a smile: "Fortunately, I'm not joking, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing."

Li Xiumei next to her couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Gu Ying also became happy here.

The three of them had fun together, which confused Miller, and looked at Zhang Chi bluntly, meaning: What are they laughing at?
Zhang Chi didn't smile, he didn't think there was anything to be happy about, so he said, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Being a Puling, I like being a Puling!" Miller pointed at the dumplings on the table and said to the three of them, "Can I have a try?"

Gu Ying opened his mouth and said, "Go wash your hands and come here."

Gu Ying has been familiar with such foreigners for a long time. The couple opened a restaurant here. At the beginning, a group of foreigners were curious. Sometimes they would give some to the neighbors when they ate dumplings. The situation opened up like this, and the small restaurant gradually had repeat customers.

So Miller asked to come over and make dumplings together, which is nothing new at all.

Miller grinned happily and went to wash his hands. Zhang Chi looked here for a while, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Go outside and watch the two children! What are you doing standing there?" Li Xiumei said to her son.

Oh!
Zhang Chi responded and went out honestly to stare at the two children playing outside.

One little guy is making a fuss, but two little guys together are considered to be making a fuss.Good guy, the two of them came through the translation pen, and they were having a blast.

Zhang Chi didn't realize that edamame, ink, and Laifu, the little calf, were so much fun, but the two idiots were surprised that they could get happiness beyond Zhang Chi's imagination.

What two ignorant fools!
Zhang Chi thought with a sigh.

After a while, Zhang Chi started a new round of repetition, changing from standing to sitting, half lying down when sitting, crossing his feet.

It's just that it wasn't his turn to fall asleep this time, and the room was shouting for dinner.

As soon as Zhang Chi stood up, his mother came out of the house, saw Zhang Chi and said to Zhang Chi: "Go, ask your sister and Xiaomei to come back for dinner. Your grandfather and the others are over the fruit tree. Where is the fruit tree?"

Zhang Chi said: "They can hear you if you shout."

Before Zhang Chi's words fell, Li Xiumei shouted: "Come back for dinner!"

"coming!"

There was an immediate response.

Zhang Chi came to the side of Chiyan Mountain, got on his horse and ran to the place where his sister practiced horses.

(End of this chapter)