At eight o'clock in the morning on January 8, local time, Makar drove his blue Ford pickup truck to the door of the hotel. Soon after, Wei Ran and the three people who got the news went downstairs and got into the car.
"Our farm is in the suburbs. It takes about two hours on the road, so you can take advantage of this time to rest for a while." Makar stepped on the accelerator as he spoke.
"Where's Jessica?" Katenka and Suisui, who were sitting in the back row, glanced at the little guy sitting on the child's chair between them. The former asked curiously, "She's not going. A farm?"
"She went to buy veterinary medicine and will meet us outside the city later."
Makar explained with some pride, "There are many farms near us. When animals are sick, Jessica is always consulted for help. She can treat them whether they are cattle, horses, sheep or pets."
"It sounds much more reliable than a veterinarian like you," Sui Suichao said. Wei Ran, who was sitting in the passenger seat, joked.
"Are you also a veterinarian?" Makar looked at Wei Ran curiously.
"I'm not a veterinarian." Wei Ran smiled and shook his head, "I just helped an injured old man on the plane to the United States under the guise of a veterinarian."
" That flight from China?" Makar looked at Wei Ran in surprise, "It was Mr. Carlos who you saved?"
"Mr. Carlos?" Wei Ran was puzzled. Looking at Makar, "What Mr. Carlos?"
"Have you not watched the news recently?"
After asking, Makar seemed to realize that foreigners like Wei Ran seemed There was really no need to watch the local news, so he simply took the initiative to explain, "A few days ago, an old man named Carlos fell down due to turbulence on the plane. When the reporter interviewed him at the hospital, he said that he was rescued by an Asian veterinarian. He also hopes to use the media to find the veterinarian, Victor, that can’t really be you, right?”
Seeing Wei Ran look at him, teasing little Gorman’s card? Jianka spread his hands innocently, "I thought you knew about this. Don't you watch the news?"
Watch the news? Wei Ran and Suisui, who was sitting behind him, looked at each other strangely. They were so busy lately, how could they have time to watch the news? Besides, even if he watches it, he still has to understand the Pinyin words that fill the screen, right?
"It seems that you really don't know about this."
Katenka said happily, "There are many videos on the Internet about you treating that old guy. There are many videos. All the comments said that you use Chinese Kung Fu.”
“Fuck Chinese Kung Fu...”
Wei Ran muttered to himself and asked pointedly, "There won't be any trouble, right?"
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 sneak across, as long as the time comes There won’t be any trouble if you go back with the tour group.”
“That’s good”
Wei Ran was secretly relieved.In a tone of voice, he turned to ask with some worry, "What is the identity of that old guy named Carlos?"
"Didn't that old man give you a business card at that time?" Suisui probed her head. Hanyu reminded.
"There seems to be such a thing"
Wei Ran immediately took out his wallet, pulled out the business card with some blood stains, and handed it to Suisui behind her.
"Carlos Garcia" Suisui looked at the name on the business card and said in surprise, "This old man is a lawyer."
"A slightly famous lawyer"
Makar, who was driving, gloated and added, "Now people are joking on the Internet that United Airlines would rather the Asian veterinarian failed to save Mr. Carlos, at least then 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 a lawyer." Wei Ran put away the business card handed over by Suisui and joked, "Maybe his purpose in finding me is just to sue me for nothing. I have a license to practice medicine.”
“American lawyers really have no bottom line.”
Makar didn’t know if he was thinking of some bad experience, so he subconsciously popped out of his mouth. With some malicious comments.
Keeping this matter deep in his heart, Wei Ran shifted the topic to Makar's wife's veterinary work without leaving a trace.
While everyone was chatting, the pickup truck driven by Makar met Jessica, who was also driving a pickup truck, at a gas station, and by the way, he gave two oil drums in the cargo bed of the pickup truck. After filling up the fuel, the two cars drove out of the city one after another.
On both sides of the highway, apart from the sparsely distributed woods and occasional factory farms on the dry sand and gravel land, the most common sight is the endless oil fields. machine.
Perhaps the slow and slow way these tireless and uniform kowtow machines worked was too hypnotic. Soon, Suisui was the first to fall asleep, and before that, Katenka also put on a kowtow machine. Huge headphones, closed eyes in the manic metal music.
Although he knew that the driver was Mr. Gorman’s son, Wei Ran did not dare to relax too much. While chatting, he secretly remembered the road he had traveled and the general direction.
After the two cars passed around a sandy and gravel mountain that was not too high but had a lot of cacti growing on it, the number of kowtow machines around was much less visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, rows of kowtow machines appeared at the end of the line of sight. There are wind turbines, and the forests on both sides of the gravel road are also much denser.
Makar pointed straight ahead and said, "When we drive along this road to the end, we can see a circular lake. Our farm is around that lake. If you come in summer , you know how beautiful it is there."
"Makar, how long have you been running this farm?" Wei Ran asked with a yawn.
“I’ve been there since I was 20 years old"Worked"
Makar said with a trace of nostalgia, "Later, Mr. Brown, who ran the farm, was ready to sell the farm, so my friend and I took a loan to buy it. "
After saying this, Makar paused and continued with a bitter look on his face, "This is the fourth year since my friends and I bought it. The loan has not been paid off yet. Those rabbits The wild boars and wild boars have appeared, and they seem to be able to replicate infinitely and cannot be killed cleanly. I have been worrying in my dreams recently whether the bank will forcibly take back this farm this time next year. "
"I can see that you like that farm very much," Wei Ran, who didn't know what to say, responded dryly.
"Before buying that farm, I worked briefly at a gas station. Makar pointed to the pickup truck running in front, "It was also there that I met Jessica. She is almost the only good memory I have of that job." ”
“Isn’t it profitable to run a farm? "I don't know when Suisui woke up and asked, scratching the back of Weiran's seat.
"You can't make much money, but you have a lot of expenses. ”
Makar responded with a smile, “But at least I am living happily. Life on the farm is much simpler than life in the city. "
Speaking of this, an endless barbed wire fence has appeared on the side of the work. Makar immediately changed the subject and introduced, "From here on, it is our territory. "
"Makar, how big is your farm? Suisui asked with great interest the question that Wei Ran had just wanted to ask.
"Probably less than 50 acres," Makar responded proudly.
"50 acres is How old? " Suisui asked Wei Ran.
"How do I know? "Wei Ran shook his head. He didn't even know how big one acre of land in China was. How could he know how big this acre was?
"About 20 hectares, 0.2 square kilometers, which can be simply understood as one A rectangle with sides 400 meters by 500 meters. Katenka, who had taken off his headphones at some point, gave an extremely prepared answer.
“It sounds like a huge 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 were bigger ones around."
"This There’s so much fun to be had next...” Suisui couldn’t help but murmured, and a look of anticipation appeared on her little face.
Soon, two cars passed by. We walked through a barbed wire gate hung with horns and a Texas star, and then drove along the gravel road to the center of the farm.
There is indeed a small lake here as Makar said. However, the diameter of this circular lake is less than 50 meters, and it can only be regarded as a larger pond.
On the west side of this pond, which is temporarily called a lake, is a mess. Growing oak trees, space between oak forest and lakeOn the ground, there are two wooden houses about forty or fifty meters apart. Opposite these two wooden houses, there are several large wooden warehouses where hay is piled or cattle and horses are raised. As for the east side of the lake, it seems that some farmland has been reclaimed.
Whether it is the two wooden houses or the wooden warehouses, or the swings made of used tires on the oak trees near the house, or even the calves, foals and various poultry wandering around. , everything here is not much different from what the three of Wei Ran originally expected. Simply put, this is just a typical American farm.
When everyone got out of the car, two Labradors and two border collies ran over from a distance, followed closely by a man who looked about the same age as Makar, but had a different skin color. A slightly darker man came strolling over on a maroon horse.
This man is much thinner than Makar, but he wears a very fitting denim suit, and even has a revolver in a holster at his waist, and his other In one hand, he was holding a civilian shotgun with a scope.
“Let me introduce you.”
Makar hugged a Labrador that jumped up and said with a smile, “This guy on the horse is running the farm with me. Diego, the tacos he makes and the tequila he makes are very good. Of course, he also has a beautiful daughter Blanca, who you may meet later. ”
< p>After finishing speaking, Makar introduced the three Weiran people again, and finally said, "They are my new friends. They are going to play on our farm for a few days. Diego, do you have any objection?""Of course I have no objection"
Diego, who had already gotten off the horse, took off his cowboy hat and said enthusiastically, "You can play here for as long as you like, but Makar, today We have to repair the barbed wire fence in the forest to the west first."
"Is it broken again?" Makar's good mood suddenly disappeared.
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