Chapter 11: Cleveland Ranch

Success was diverted.

If I told the old man, I would definitely be able to stop and go to the back car to see the little guy, but I haven't answered the old man's words for so long, and now I am embarrassed to speak suddenly, so I simply hold back my words in my heart.

Just kneeling in the back seat, looking at the little guy who was in the cage, grinning and pulling the cage door lock with his paws.

The little bear with white fur, Zhang Xiaokai subconsciously took it as a polar bear, and looked ahead, the big truck had disappeared, and he still remembered the fancy pattern on the trunk, probably a circus car.

Zhang Xiaokai planned to wait for the time to catch up, but it didn't take long for the old man to leave the main road and drive into a small road.

He could see the mountains around, it was cold, there was a little snow on the top of the mountain, and all the white color could now remind him of something very bad, and he didn't care about enjoying the scenery, so he continued to look at the little bear.

Surprised, the little bear was about to pull the bolt open, and his eyes met Zhang Xiaokai's, as if he had done something wrong and was discovered, and hurriedly retracted his paws.

I can't help but be amused.

Very beautiful bear cub, only about half a meter long, snow-white, very round head, not like polar bears with too prominent mouths, round ears a bit like pandas, but white.

It's a pretty little guy, he's showing his paws to Zhang Xiaokai, it's cute, and it looks very smart.

Time passed in the car.

As Zhang Xiaokai expected, when he saw the police car, the old man did not stop at all, and handed over the bear to the other party to find the owner.

Old Ronald is a stingy and old-fashioned old man, it is impossible to do the good thing of picking up bears, Zhang Xiaokai is worried that the old man will not take care of it, so he kills the bear, or sells it to others.

The first impression is not very good, and then the second, third, fourth...... Until now, the impression is not very good, and it is no wonder that the teenager is prejudiced against him.

In fact, it is not prejudice, after all, Ronald Sr. is indeed planning to sell the bear, and he has already thought of a potential buyer.

Like Zhang Xiaokai, he thought it was a polar bear, and this kind of bear is not easy to take care of, there is a zoo in their town that is too small to be small, there are only more than 20 kinds of animals, and if you have been to it for the first time, you will not want to go to it a second time.

My stomach suddenly hurt, and I thought I would be able to arrive soon, but after more than ten minutes passed, I still didn't mean to reach my destination.

It was already so painful that his brows were furrowed tightly, and he didn't even dare to cough too hard, Zhang Xiaokai took the initiative to talk to the old man for the first time: "I want to go to the toilet!"

"Toilet, you only need that thing when there are a lot of people, go find a random place by yourself, I just made a phone call, for your business, I don't even have the energy to deal with my business lately!"

After saying that, the elder Ronald parked the car on the side of the road.

Zhang Xiaokai took the paper, hurriedly ran into the forest, walked more than ten meters before stopping, and randomly found a stone to cover it.

Shame or something, it has long been thrown in the wilderness, at least there is no cold wind blowing, and the environment is already comfortable.

After returning to the car, I happened to see the scene of old Ronald being furious, and all the ugly words came out on his mobile phone.

Sitting quietly, looking at the old man from an outsider's point of view, he continued on the road for a short time when he saw a roadside sign that read—Cleveland Ranch.

I vaguely remember that this seemed to be the old man's name, and the surrounding circle was fenced off, and the fence with no end in sight was enough to be a man high, and it was pulled up with barbed wire......

Spring has not yet begun, and the grass and trees are sparse.

It is rare to have a flat land with a good view, some small hills scattered in the distance, and a large forest sea, and the leaves are all gone.

There was nothing to see, a river with a wooden bridge over it, the wheels creaking on it, merging into the lake, and then meandering westward into the sea.

The car drove on for a while, and stopped next to a house with red bricks and a black roof, where there was a chimney, which was indeed quite large, and the grass at the door was yellow, and the back was a small hill, and the stream flowed by, and fish jumped out.

The thick rural idyllic landscape, waiting for old Ronald to get out of the car and open the door, let Zhang Xiaokai pick an empty room at will, he believed that the old man really won the lottery, otherwise with the old man's character, it would be strange to earn such a large ranch.

Moving the cage to the door, telling him that it would bite, the old man hurriedly drove away, not knowing what to do.

It wasn't Zhang Xiaokai's business, he squatted next to the cage and looked at the bear, carrying the backpack from the plane crash behind him, which contained some clothes and medicines.

When it was broken, the cage bolt that was about to be pulled back was re-fastened, and then he walked into the room that had been opened.

It is very inconsistent with the old man's character, the house is very clean and tidy, there are not many things, and there is dust on the oak floor, but it is much better than he imagined, it can only be said that the interior decoration is not worthy of this big house, and the outside is more beautiful.

I didn't pick a room, I put my bag on the sofa and walked around, there were pictures on the cupboard, some of the old Ronald was younger, the others were hooked shoulders, he was marginalized, except for a single photo, he was not the protagonist at other times, and there was even a photo with the lottery.

The old man didn't brag, which made Zhang Xiaokai quite hurt, and he didn't have the slightest sense of joy for the descendants of the rich family, and even felt a little ridiculous.

My father is obviously so diligent, but he still worries about the mortgage and life, and works hard all day long.

And that kind of effort is not as good as a good luck of the old man, where can I reason?

After all, it is not deeply involved, otherwise you will find that there is really no place to reason, just like some people are born without worrying about material things, and the family is healthy and happy, luck is also very important......

I couldn't hear the old man's nagging, and my mood suddenly changed a lot.

Counting the number of rooms, there were eight in all, and there was a dusty study that smelled musty, as if the windows hadn't been opened in a long time.

This is normal, the old man does not look like a person who likes to read, after going to the attic full of miscellaneous things, standing on the balcony on the second floor and looking into the distance, there are no cattle or sheep, just trees and wasteland, and a small point can be seen in the distance, and the sea is there.

Zhang Xiaokai was born in San Francisco, a seaside city near the Pacific Ocean, and he didn't find anything surprising.

It is expected that most of them will stay here for a while...... Until his father recovered and came to his senses, he found a slightly larger room on the second floor, and fetched water to wipe the dust alone, the old man's room was on the first floor, so it was best.

There were no quilts and sheets, and I didn't want to use what the old man had used, so I had to wait for the old man to come back.

After finishing these, he still didn't see anyone, Zhang Xiaokai went to the study first, the smell was too bad, and after closing the door, he opened the window for ventilation.

Next to the desk, there is a half-man-high wood carving, the surface has decayed, painted in color, and the image is solemn, it is based on the Native Americans, that is, the Indians, as if it were something very old.

There was a reckless bird, just when Zhang Xiaokai opened the window, the feathers had already made intimate contact with his face, and he was so frightened that he took a step back, did not stand firmly, and just bumped into the wood carved figure.

It swayed, and finally it fell to the ground and broke, and something fell out of it......