pasture leisure

Chapter 481

Zhang Juan came to the door, and curiously stretched her head to look into the room. She was going to secretly see what her husband was doing here all day long.

Who knew that she didn't see her husband at first glance, but saw her younger brother holding a sign like a fool, and when the sign turned to her, she discovered the content of the sign.

"What are you doing, hold something like a door panel" Zhang Juan asked.

Hearing his wife's voice, Sun Yanping's heart trembled, and he immediately subconsciously wanted to put his stuff up. Originally, he was planning to surprise his wife, but now that he was found out, there is still a fluffy surprise.

But in an instant, Sun Yanping remembered that he couldn't be messed up, because if he messed up, his feet would be exposed, so Sun Yanping forced himself to calm down.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zhang Juan's attention was all on her younger brother and the sign in his hand, and she didn't notice Sun Yanping's movements at all.

Zhang Juan came to her younger brother, stretched out her hand to pull the sign, and looked at the words on it: "This word is really badly written."

"Come on, come on," Zhang Chi said to his sister angrily.

Zhang Chi is already the most proud of this word, even if he writes it again, Zhang Chi can't write it better, it can be regarded as the top performance.

But Zhang Chi underestimates people. Who is Zhang Juan, that is, his sister?
Zhang Juan curled her lips confidently, looked at her younger brother and said with disdain: "You are also called calligraphy? My students write better than you. If there is no floor, I really want to show you what kind of Call writing!"

When Zhang Chi heard this, he immediately came to the side of the shaving machine, directly stuck the printed side onto the operating table, turned on the shaving machine, and only heard the machine beeping a few times, and the board went back and forth two or three times.

When Zhang Chi held up the sign again, the paint and words on the sign had disappeared, leaving only a smooth panel.

"Come on, don't talk too much, show it" Zhang Chi put the brand in front of his sister, and handed a small brush dipped in paint to her hand.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chi raised his head with a smile, only to find that his brother-in-law was winking at him, and he didn't understand for a while.

Sun Yanping was a little anxious here, thinking that his daughter-in-law would leave quickly, but he never thought that his brother-in-law would actually summon his daughter-in-law to work.

Seeing that his brother-in-law didn't understand, Sun Yanping pointed to the makeup box beside him.

Now Zhang Chi understood, but Zhang Juan picked up the paint brush and began to stare carefully at the planed smooth mirror-like surface.

After contemplating for a while, Zhang Juan began to write. First, she wrote a protest tax increase in Chinese, and another one, "Don't steal our property."

Zhang Chi watched as his sister finished writing, and now he forgot about her brother-in-law. I have to say that Zhang Juan really deserves to be a teacher. There is a difference, but visually, it is a comfortable one. It can be said that I don’t know how many streets have been written by Zhang Chi just now.

"Sister, you are really like this".

I gave my sister a thumbs up.

Zhang Juan was very proud of being praised by her younger brother, she opened her mouth and asked, "What do you write in English?"

"Here, here".

Zhang Chi took the oil pen from his sister, and wrote down English on a wooden stick next to it. After reading this thing a lot, he would naturally write it. Anyway, the only things that can protest are those few things.

Zhang Juan wrote the English according to what her younger brother wrote, using cursive style. Although the writing is not very good, it is better than Zhang Chilai. Zhang Juan's writing at least has rules, It's not like Zhang Chi's writing of a hammer in the east and a stick in the west. If you are not careful, you may think that a word belongs to four or five families.

"well!"

"By the way, you just raised this as a protest?" Zhang Juan now feels quite interesting about the protest.

Zhang Chi said: "Yeah, oh, yes, I have to write a banner. Later, I will find some cloth."

Sun Yanping next to him directly wanted to throw his brother-in-law into the meat grinder and mince meat to feed the dogs, so that he could fool people away, and he was addicted to tricking people.

Zhang Chi didn't care about these things, he managed to get his elder sister to work as a coolie, how could he let her go so easily, so he said to his sister, wait, and walked towards the storage room, looking for some cloth .

Unexpectedly, after walking two steps, he found a cloth ball on the cabinet by the wall. He walked over and tore it open to take a look, and found that it was a torn bed sheet.

Some Americans like white sheets, like this guy Brian, the sheet is broken, the old man made something like teeth, there is an obvious hole in the center of the sheet.

It is impossible to spread it on the bed, but it is still possible to use it as a rag to wipe the machine, so this sheet has become a secondary product.

Zhang Chi was attracted by Zhang Chi today, and he stretched out his hand to pull.

Hiss!

After one sound, the head of the bed became two.

After looking at it, Zhang Chi picked the one that looked the whitest and came to his sister.

"Write it here, just write the following sentence in English," Zhang Chi said.

Zhang Juan was also addicted to showing off, her brother said to write, she directly changed to a bigger paintbrush, dipped in red paint, brushed and brushed, and wrote the banner that her brother wanted.

"Bullshit!"

When ordering people to work, there is no lack of praise. Zhang Chi has always been not stingy about praise that does not cost money.

"Is it fun?" Zhang Juan put down her pen and asked.

Zhang Chi said: "What is fun or not?"

"Protest," Zhang Juan said again.

Zhang Chi thought for a while and said: "I don't know what is the standard of fun in your mind, but it's not fun to protest, right? , I will not run to the street to suffer from this tiredness."

Zhang Juan thought it was quite interesting, and she wanted to go, so she opened her mouth and asked, "Is there any danger?"

"What's the danger here?" Zhang Chi was a little confused, so he looked at his sister curiously, not understanding what danger she meant.

Zhang Juan said, "Don't the police care?"

"There are only a few policemen in Fulson, and maybe all the policemen can go to the street," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Not to mention all the police here, at least half of the families are either farmers or ranchers. To be honest, it is not such a family, and it is generally difficult to live here.

Like Zhang Youliang and Gu Ying, the whole family relies on a small Chinese restaurant, which is really a very small number. Most of the families run farms and pastures, or their family members work on farms and pastures. As for opening a restaurant Shop or something, it’s just a hobby. In real life, besides opening a shop, I work on the farm and ranch at home to make money.

"Then how about swimming, I want to follow along to see it too," Zhang Juan said.

Zhang Chi thought there was something wrong with this, so he said, "Okay, then you can go with me tomorrow. By the way, brother-in-law, do you want to go together?"

Now Sun Yanping wanted to kill his brother-in-law, and said, "I'm not interested".

"Oh, you're not interested, then my sister and I will go. Let's leave at 09:30 tomorrow morning," Zhang Chi said.

Zhang Juan said: "Is this protest so late?"

"Look at what you said, the American people don't want to rest. It's already early to set off at 09:30. Do you believe that these people can arrive at ten o'clock?" Zhang Chi said with a smile.

What is a slow pace of life? The biggest feature is that you can sleep late and wake up naturally after a long sleep. That is the entry-level requirement for a leisurely life.

Many cowboys have to get up early to work, but ranchers, as the area of ​​the land increases, the less work they do, the more time they sleep.

So tomorrow morning, Zhang Chi felt that it was the most reliable. If it couldn't be more reliable, it would take ten o'clock to be completely anxious.

Don't look at the spitting stars flying around in the bar, everyone is filled with righteous indignation, but when it's the turn to sleep in, it must be another scene.

"Well, when the time comes, you invite me to come with you, and I will follow to see the excitement. Sun Yanping, do you want to go?" Zhang Juan thought of her husband at this moment.

Sun Yanping squeezed a smile from his face: "I'll forget it. I'm a public official who went to the United States to make trouble. If you want to go, you can go."

Zhang Juan felt that what her husband said made sense, so she stopped talking to her husband.

Zhang Chi saw that his brother-in-law continued to wink at him, and his eyelids were almost wrinkled. He felt that it was time for his sister to go away. Anyway, the work was done, and it didn't matter whether she stayed here or not.

A typical style of working with people forward, not backwards!

"Sister, go and see how the horse is doing?" Zhang Chi said to his sister.

Zhang Juan was a little confused after hearing this: "What's the matter? Didn't you say you were going to throw it away? Why did you ask me what's the matter?"

"I just practiced it, I don't know if I have learned it well, you go and see, if you suddenly practice it well, won't your dream horse come?" Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Zhang Juan didn't think much about it, and suddenly felt that what her younger brother said was true. Running errands by herself, even if it didn't work, was just a waste of energy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Juan happily walked towards the fence.

Watching his daughter-in-law go out, Sun Yanping let out a sigh of relief.

"Look how scared you are, even if she sees it, she won't be able to guess what you made." Zhang Chi looked at his brother-in-law and felt that he was too incompetent, and he was so nervous about something big.

Sun Yanping said: "Don't underestimate the feeling of the teacher. If you let your sister see it, even if you can't guess it now, you can figure it out in two days. Teacher-it's a ghost."

"Oh, then you can just pretend to be a ghost, my work is done anyway."

Zhang Chi smiled and unfolded the banner, and put it on the pile of wood. Once spread out, it must be able to be used tomorrow even if it is not dry.

(End of this chapter)