The old man's farm is not in Little Cow Market, but to the west of it, near a small town called the Prairie.

Similar to in the movies, the town does not have the high-rise buildings like the city, and most of them are wooden two- or three-story buildings. However, even in the small town, it has all the institutions, the hospital is small, and there are even two modern large supermarkets!

This large supermarket not only serves the residents of the town, but also people from more than a dozen farms around the country often drive pickup trucks to buy on a large scale! You know, there is no vegetable market here in the United States, and ingredients, daily necessities, and even farm tools and farming machinery can be bought in a large supermarket like a warehouse!

"Hey, Mo!" Mo Henian drove past the town in a jeep, and a middle-aged man dressed as a cowboy on a horse recognized him, clasped his hands in his mouth, and whistled loudly to greet him.

"Hey, Baria, why are you here?" Mo Henian nodded to the other party, and the speed of the car slowed down, "Come and meet my son-in-law, he's here for the first time!"

Hearing the movement, Murphy turned his head and introduced to Yang Yi: "That's Uncle Baria, the farmer of the farm next door, Hispanic, and it is said that the ancestors are Spaniards who came here more than 400 years ago. ”

"Your son-in-law, who is it?" said Barya, smiling heartily with Mo Henian.

"Hello!" Yang Yi hurriedly pressed the window of the car and greeted the other party, "Uncle Baria, my name is Yang Yi, you can call me Leon." ”

"Not bad, not bad, very handsome young man!" Baria sat on the back of the horse and gave Yang Yi a thumbs up.

"Gracias!" Yang Yi smiled slightly.

"Hey, you can speak Spanish?" said Barria, surprised.

Yang Yi changed his Spanish and said to the other party: "Well, I have learned some before. ”

This is his modesty, this language, like neon, Yang Yi is proficient, not only can listen and speak, he can also write some simple articles in Spanish.

Barria's appreciation for Yang Yi became even stronger, and he also asked in Spanish, "What about Murphy and Xiao Xixi, have they come back?"

"Coming back, and our second child. Yang Yi said with a smile.

Murphy couldn't understand Spanish, but she still heard her name, so she poked her head next to Yang Yi and greeted with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Baria!"

"Murphy, long time no see! Your husband told me you had a second child?" Barria changed his English, grinning as he clamped his horse's belly to let the slower horse get closer to the jeep.

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The agricultural town has the benefits of an agricultural town, there are not many people in the prairie town, especially the people on the farm, and almost all of them know each other.

However, what makes Yang Yi even more happy is Mo Henian's attitude towards himself!

Although Mo Henian still did not pretend to face him, he was still very active in introducing himself to his friends, and it could be seen that he still admired himself, but he was just reluctant to express it!

Soon, the jeep drove to the farm in the year of the Mohe, and Yang Yi took Xixi's hand and just got out of the car, and was warmly welcomed.

The nanny, the cook, and a group of cowboys gathered around with a smile and a cheering song! There was also a cowboy playing the guitar accompaniment, the level of the guitar was not mentioned, but the posture of showing a commotion was also a little unbearable.

"Welcome, uncle!" said the Chinese cook.

A group of white and black cowboys grinned and shouted in a strange Chinese pronunciation: "Guangyin Goode choked!"

Yang Yi was a little infected by their enthusiasm, and when he was singing, he pulled Xixi and joined them in their strange dance with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you!" Yang Yi arched his hand to them and said with a smile, "You can call me Leon, you don't have to struggle to speak Chinese, I can communicate in English." ”

Murphy joined in with Xiao Yu in his arms, and several women such as nannies and cooks also surrounded Xiao Yu lovingly when they saw Xiao Yu and asked questions.

"Xiao Xixi, do you remember me?" asked an old cowboy with a smile on his face.

I haven't seen her for three years, and if I change to another child, I'm afraid I've already forgotten what happened three years ago! But even if Xixi still remembers, she actually feels very strange, and I saw that the little girl hid behind her father's leg a little embarrassed, not very sure, and said weakly: "Is it Grandpa Ford?"

"Do you really remember me?" shouted a black guy as tall as a bamboo pole. Don't look at how tall he is, in fact, he is only a half-sized man of more than sixteen years old, and he has grown tall and not fleshy in the past two years.

This time, Xi Xi was a little unrecognizable! The little girl stood there in embarrassment, at a loss.

"I'm Greg!" said the black man, a little anxiously.

A few black cowboys next to him laughed: "Greg, you're so ugly, who can recognize you?"

"Brother Greg!" Xixi remembered, this time, she finally remembered the big black brother who used to play with her often, but she still looked at her father with some embarrassment, "However, Brother Greg is not so tall. ”

"I'm growing taller!" Greg exclaimed, "Xiao Xixi, you've grown a lot taller too!"

"Alright, alright, Greg, did you feed the horses for me?" Mo Henian felt sorry for his granddaughter, who was tired of traveling, so he stood up and glared at Greg who was a little too skinny.

"Didn't you say you could have a holiday today?" Greg shrunk his neck, although he was still hard-mouthed, he just said something stupid, turned around and ran away, "Xiao Xixi, I'll play with you when I go back!"

Ford is the head of a few cowboys, and he also beckons a few cowboys back to work,

Yang Yi and the others were finally able to enjoy a little leisure, and they could enjoy the residence of the Year of the Crane.

"it!"

As soon as he walked in, Yang Yi was amazed, and he couldn't help but marvel in his heart. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to Gusu, and the courtyard of Nuoda imitated the garden-style design, and it felt as if Mo Henian had moved a garden in Gusu over.

Flowing water, small bridges, stone carvings, window carvings, and whitewashed houses give people a retro feeling!

Compared with the old man's home, his villa and courtyard are simply slums!

"Who designed this house?" Yang Yi couldn't help but exclaim.

He didn't know that he inadvertently slapped the old man's ass, and the corners of Mo Henian's mouth curled slightly, and then pursed his lips, which was a manifestation of being proud and didn't want others to know that he was proud!

"I designed it!" Murphy laughed, "He used to be an architect, but he changed careers." ”

When I went indoors, saw the modern interior decoration, and thought about the classical architecture and garden design outside, Yang Yi's admiration for the Year of the Crane was really like a surging river......

"You go to your room and clean up, change your clothes, and then come down to eat. Zhou Mengyu smiled and arranged for them, "Yang Yi, when you come to us, you don't have to think about cooking, we have someone here who specializes in cooking." Come over and go on vacation with Murphy. ”

"Okay, it's up to you. Yang Yi nodded.

"Look, I'm going to be right to you?" Murphy slammed Yang Yi's shoulder and grinned.

Mo Henian saw it, and said a little unhappily: "What kind of vacation? Yang Yi, you have time to work with me, herd cattle, and always live in the city, and now you should also experience the life of a peasant in the rice country!"