The storm was raging, the lightning and thunder were roaring, the whole pasture was shrouded in mist, the trees were crumbling in the wind, the rushing stream suddenly became a river, and the whole world began to shake, restless, furious, raging, surging, surging, and noisy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn front of nature, human beings are so small, as small as dust.

The cattle pens are still in shambles, but the makeshift drains have begun to drain, the stables are peaceful, the warm lights keep the storm out, the sheepfolds are still restless, the sheep are moving about worriedly, but the interior is dry, and the bright yellow heating lamps illuminate the whole space......

The faint light seemed to go out at any moment under the darkness of the night, and it was crumbling, but it burst out with a determined force, enveloping this haven and preserving this last piece of paradise.

It was a wonderful thing, the storm raging, as if the world was about to be destroyed, but there was no peace in the heart that I had never seen before.

"It's okay, it's all right?" Lu Li returned to the house, looked at Cole in front of him, and asked.

"......" Cole opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Brandon pushed the door and walked in, soaking wet, as if he had been salvaged from the water, so Cole raised his chin to Brandon and gestured, "Everything is alright?"

Brandon nodded in the affirmative, and the two sheets of plastic sheeting had been lifted from the stable, and the grass had been partially wet, and he went back to cover it up before returning.

"Then it'll be fine. Cole nodded at Lu Li, "Don't worry, it's just a rainstorm." But is it really okay to have an organic farm?"

"I'll find out when I get up tomorrow morning. Randy wiped the rain with a bath towel, "The vegetables we planted this time are relatively easy to grow, and they have just sprouted, so as long as the drainage system is okay, then there won't be much of a problem." "It's essential for an organic farm to deal with natural changes, and Randy has certainly considered all the possibilities.

After being busy, Lu Li only noticed the cold at this time, the cold air came out from the depths of his body, and he couldn't help but shiver, "God, I almost forgot, it's only May." ”

"yes, hurry up and take a hot shower. Cole hurriedly said, "There are two bathrooms here, and we have two there, let's wash them separately, hurry up, and be careful of catching a cold." ”

Seeing everyone getting busy quickly, Lu Li hurriedly shouted, "Come over after everyone takes a bath in a while, I'll cook some ginger soup to drive everyone away." ”

"What's that?" Randy was the first to look surprised.

Lu Li thought for a while, "You guys go to take a bath first, and then explain after you come over." ”

In the United States, even drinking hot water is extremely rare, how can there be such a thing as ginger soup? Moreover, Lu Li is not sure whether they like to drink ginger soup or not, anyway, he tasted ginger tea once in New York, and the taste is really too ecstatic for people to like.

"It's not delicious, it's just to keep out the cold. Lu Li explained, but they weren't listening at all, and they flocked out, including Fred.

Lu Li still wanted to stop Fred, but before he could do it, he had already gone out. Lu Li stepped forward and wanted to open the door to call him back, but the back door was pushed open, and Fred smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, my room is here." ”

"I thought you were going to lie down in the sheepfold. Lu Li complained.

Back in the upstairs bathroom, Lu Li took a quick combat bath, and then went downstairs to the kitchen. I boiled a large pot of boiling water first, waited for the water to boil, turned out the little ginger left in the house, and then began to peel it.

To be honest, Lu Li has never cooked ginger soup, he used to make it at home by Song Lingyi, but he couldn't cook in his New York apartment, and he didn't have the opportunity to really cook by himself. After he finished peeling the skin, he remembered, opened his phone and searched to make sure that the method he remembered was not wrong, and then he was relieved.

When Fred opened the bathroom door after taking a shower, he could smell a faint vapor in the air, mixed with a strange smell, a hint of warmth lingering in it, the windows were all mist, the rainstorm outside had gradually subsided, the storm had passed, and only the sound of drizzle could be heard, and the orange light illuminated the whole room so brightly that you could faintly hear the busy sound of the kitchen. The tranquility is relaxing.

Fred's footsteps stopped, he couldn't remember the last time he felt peace of mind.

He still remembers that he chose music not because it had great prospects, nor because he could become a star, but simply because he liked music - he was not even a singer, but a music industry. He likes to rearrange the music in his own way, he likes to interpret the melody with his own understanding, and he likes to listen to the hidden emotions in every piece of music.

But gradually, all this is forgotten, and the weight of life makes the dream of the past a joke, and with it, there is life, freedom and vitality, he is like the walking dead, living, but no longer alive.

But today, after a long journey, then horseback riding, and then working in a torrential rain, the workload was even greater than that of the olive garden, and he could now feel the pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten by fifteen people, but he did not feel tired at all, and only thought about sitting on the sofa in the hall, listening to the sound of the rain outside the window, chatting with Cole, Lu Li, and others, and quietly waiting for the night to get deeper and darker, until he reluctantly went to bed/rested.

"Fourteen?" Fred shouted, and Lu Li's response came from downstairs, "You fell into the toilet?"

This made Fred laugh dumbly, "Don't worry, I'll mop the bathroom floor clean." He also joked, "Are you cooking ginger soup now?"

"Yes. Lu Li shouted.

"But why does it smell so strange? Fred leaned his upper body and looked downstairs, shouting whiningly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... Fred didn't wait for any response, he was stunned and shouted, "Fourteen?"

"If you don't want to drink, go back to sleep. Lu Li returned angrily.

Fred smiled dumbly, "I can't say that, I'm just making a little bit of an opinion......"

"If you're not going to help, then it's best to keep the opinion in your stomach. Lu Li replied angrily, but Fred chuckled in a low voice.

"Thank you. Fred said in a muffled voice, he didn't remember if he had officially thanked Lu Li, but he knew that he owed Lu Li a word of thanks.

"What?" Fred's words were a little vague, and Lu Li only heard some faint sounds, so he raised his voice and asked.

"It's fine. Fred shouted, "I'm just asking, is there a late night snack tonight?"

Supper...... Lu Li's chest tightened for a while, didn't they eat until their stomachs were stretched tonight? Now they are actually hungry again?

"Supper? who said supper?" Randy's raiser voice rang out in the hall, "I happen to be hungry too, and it's great to have a supper tonight." ”

"What's a supper?buns?or fritters?" Cole's voice rang out, and then he heard Brandon's muffled voice come over to join in the fun, "I think the buns are good." ”

Lu Li stopped the busy movements in his hands, and looked at the few people who appeared in front of him one after another speechlessly, and Fred also walked down from the upstairs, "Baozi? What is Baozi?"

Randy replied there, and Cole opened the fridge and checked, "Fourteen, there are less than ten buns left, when will you wrap some more, what about breakfast tomorrow?"

Lu Li's face was sad, when did he become a cook? If I remember correctly, didn't he come to run the ranch? How did things come to this point?

"Fourteen, what the hell is a supper?" asked Cole as he stood in the doorway of the kitchen, a plum in his hand, and bit on it.

Lu Li sighed lightly, "Noodles, do you eat noodles?"

"Noodles or pasta?" Cole's eyes lit up and shone brightly.

"Noodles are the noodles you eat in Chinese/Chinese restaurants. Lu Li said that last time Liu Xiaoyan went to the factory, made a batch of hand-made noodles, and then sent some over. Noodles aren't a new thing, but Americans don't like soup, so they don't have much enthusiasm for noodle soup, and as for SX's variety of pasta, Americans have a harder time enjoying it.

However, if you want to eat it as a late-night snack, you can use beef bone broth under it, and then add some greens and beef, which is easy and quick, and it is even more delicious.

"If you don't like it, then bake some toast. Lu Li gave another choice, "As for the buns, let's see when I'm free tomorrow, you all come over to help, I'm responsible for rolling the dough, you are responsible for the buns, and everyone is collecting firewood and the flame is high." ”

"Noodles. That's noodles!" Cole immediately clapped his hands and couldn't wait to announce the answer, "Guys, eat noodles tonight!"

Lu Li looked at Cole speechlessly, "You eat two meals of Chinese/Chinese cuisine a day now, are you sure it's okay?" Doesn't it all say that Texans are xenophobic? Doesn't they all say that Texans refuse to accept foreign food? Doesn't it mean that even Mexican food has no way out here? Who said these rumors!

"There's meat and salt. I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Cole shrugged his shoulders and said with great calmness, as if it were a matter of course.

Even Brandon nodded in agreement, "I think that's good." ”

Lu Li, "......" took a deep breath, "What about Jessica and Vivien?"

"The ladies are still taking care of it, and they're not that fast. Randy's chirping voice echoed in the living room, "We just passed, Vivian was sitting at the table, busy with the blueprints, and she didn't hear anything outside, not even when we entered the room. Sure enough, the artists are just different. Alas, Fred, was that the same with you when you were insane?"

“…… You're the psychopath, your whole family is neurotic. Fred looked sad.

"The ginger soup is ready!" Lu Li's voice rang out, and everyone looked at the pot in unison...... Something like dishwashing water.