The meandering forest river flowed out, and more than a dozen forage harvesters drove over the east side of the bridge.

The boy's cheeks twitched, it was only less than 30 minutes, it seems that it was really premeditated.

The brand of the harvester is different, but they all have thick rear wheels, passing by Han's father, and the tire height is even higher than his.

A black forage harvester stopped near them.

Han Xuan looked through the windshield and found that it was Patton driving.

"Hello everyone. ”

The old cowboy leaned his upper body out of the car, shouted at Bell and Hall, turned his head to look to the side, and said, "Boy! Grandpa Barton will take you for a ride!"

Father Han looked at the harvester and patted the boy on the head: "Go play, McDull and Fat Ding I'll take care of you." ”

Xiao Han Xuan nodded, spread his legs and ran towards the pasture.

The fat man in the back wanted to keep up, just turned around and almost fell, only to turn around and realize that his tail was being stepped on by the stupid donkey, he looked up at it unhappily, stretched out his short legs and scratched it.

It's a pity that the McDull hair is too long, and I don't feel it at all, I looked down and found the sad expression of my little friend, shook my ears, and ignored and left.

The boy took the old cowboy's hand and got into the forage harvester, where there were two places, just enough to sit.

Its equipment is very simple, like a manual transmission when learning to drive, and it also has a clutch and throttle.

The instrument panel was equipped with a button to control the speed of mowing, and the old Barton bent down to light the ignition and put it in gear, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the harvester slowly walked up.

The terrain here is flat, and the front long reciprocating scissors can be used to mow the grass close to the ground. Old Barton looked back, saw that the stakes were too long, and pressed the red button to lower the mower a little.

With the help of a grass rake, the freshly cut alfalfa is neatly arranged in the back, waiting to be turned over and dried.

Seeing the boy looking curiously ahead, Old Barton said: "The land in our pasture is really so fertile, and the alfalfa is much better than other places, last year it produced 45 tons of grass per acre, and I think it is even higher this year." ”

"Gonzalez they need 14,500 tons, just over 300 acres?"

Xiao Han Xuan raised his head and said.

"No, no, no, they buy hay, 3.7 tons of fresh pasture to dry one ton of hay, and they need to cut nearly a thousand acres of alfalfa. ”

The old cowboy replied with a smile, and only after a while did he react: "More than 10,000 tons?

The boy looked up at the old cowboy and said, "$130, that's a lot higher than the market price." ”

"Didn't that sell for almost $2 million?" Barton smiled even more happily and winked at the boy: "In the past few years, there was too much pasture produced, and more than 10,000 cattle couldn't eat it, and in the end, it was crushed and sprinkled on the grass as fertilizer. If the quality of their cattle is good this year, this market can be opened, and they can be cut two or three times a year, and they can make a lot of money just by selling alfalfa. ”

After listening to the old cowboy's words, the boy nodded, remembering the checks just now, and secretly vomited in his heart Daddy.

Large patches of grass fell neatly, and suddenly something outside hit the windshield, making a screeching sound.

Barton was stunned, opened his mouth and laughed, stopped the forage harvester, opened the door and walked out.

Xiao Han Xuan looked out curiously, the old cowboy had already returned, and he was just a beautiful colorful pheasant in his hand, he was hit just now, his feathers were a little messy, and he was holding the root of his wings, nervously motionless.

Getting into the car and throwing it next to the boy, old Patton started the harvester and said, "These pheasants like to nest in the grass, and they can come across several of them at a time, and they are stupid and stupid, and they don't hide when they see people." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at it, and said: "It's good to eat roasted, and the soup is also very fragrant, and the wild one is the most nutritious." ”

Han Xuan looked at this colorful pheasant, its feathers were colorful, and there was a long tail behind it, no matter how you looked at it, it felt like a Chinese pheasant.

As if sensing his fate, the colorful pheasant cuckled twice, hid his head under his wings and pretended to be dead.

The forage harvester drove all the way to the foot of the hill in front of him, turned around and walked back, and the boy suddenly saw a few little ones, who were standing at the edge of the woods not far away, looking out, and hurriedly patted the old cowboy, and said, "Grandpa Barton, put me down here, I want to go and play with those sheep." ”

Barton followed his hand and found the sheep as well, and stopped the harvester with a smile: "Go, don't go too far, I'll pick you up here when I get back." ”

Han Xuan nodded and walked out, and when he closed the door, he saw the colorful pheasant, which was quietly looking at him with small eyes peeking out from under its wings, and couldn't help but feel funny.

The little sheep in the mountains and forests saw someone coming, subconsciously wanted to escape, stretched out his head, found that it was an acquaintance, and gradually quieted down again.

The lambs are all black-nosed sheep from the Alps, and they were here when the old Augsge sold pastures a few years ago, and Han Xuan often came to see them, so they were very familiar with each other.

Their faces are pure black, their hair is thick, and they can't even see their facial features, and the white wool on their heads is drooping, like a mushroom head, which is even cuter than Shaun the Sheep in the cartoon.

As the boy approached, a little lamb broke away from the woods, happily greeted him, spit out his pink tongue and stood on the side, Xiao Han Xuan was cute by it, hugged its head and put his face on it, furry and very comfortable.

Hundreds of kilograms of adult black-nosed sheep were lying on a nearby rock, chewing blades of grass in their mouths, with curved horns on their heads and short thick tails behind them.

Xiao Han Xuan raised his hand and counted them, there were 24 in total, this is all the black-nosed sheep in the snow-capped mountain pasture, they like to grow in the wild, and the number is difficult to increase.

Sitting on a stone and picking up a lamb, surrounded by a large field of alfalfa, and not far away you could see the forest sea and snow-capped mountains of Flathead, the boy opened his mouth and dozed off, this feeling was so comfortable.

There was a sudden dampness on his face, Xiao Han Xuan turned his head to look, and in front of him was a face that was darker than Bao Gong, and he had to open his eyes and look carefully to see its appearance clearly.

Reaching out and pinching its nose, the lamb immediately stepped back, and soon came up and rubbed the boy again, lying on his lap and flicking his tail, and in a short time both the man and the sheep fell asleep.

The sun was hanging high overhead, there was a slight wind on the grasslands, and it wasn't as hot as it had been some time ago.

Han Qianshan and his employees came to the neighborhood for lunch.

It was sent by Aunt Kelly, and the harvester was parked at the edge of the pasture, and a large clearing had stretched to the south.

When the boy woke up, there was a bottle of water in front of him and a small sandwich, and after thinking about it, he knew that it was sent by his father, and the black-nosed sheep would run away when he saw anyone except him and his father.

Nearby, McDull and a flock of lambs were playing, and they didn't look like they were bigger.

Fat Ding found the roundest ram and rolled on the soft wool, and the black-nosed sheep was not annoyed, and turned his head to look at the cat with interest.

Just then, there was a slight movement in the woods.

The first thing he noticed was the ram, which suddenly stood up and threw the fat man out of the way.

The cat was covered with grass clippings, and hugged the boy for comfort, but Han Xuan ignored it and looked at the foot of the mountain.

There was the sound of dry branches breaking and the rustling of leaves in the woods.

The black-nosed sheep all leaned towards the boy, and Bao Gong showed a rare nervous expression on his face, his limbs tensed, ready to flee at any time.

Father Han had been watching here, and when he noticed that something was wrong, he suddenly turned his head, got up and walked over to the boy.

Seeing the boss's nervous appearance, the employees also dropped the cutlery in their hands and followed him

At the edge of the woods, Xiao Han Xuan saw them and hurriedly shook his hand at his father.

Turning his head to look at the grass in front of him, a large head sticking out of it with a soft sound.

Han Xuan saw that it had a very familiar feeling in his heart, and when he found its special coat color, he shouted in surprise, "Pooh?!"

The big guy in front of him was stunned, and his eyes were blank.