232 Be careful

Li Yitong is a little dazed, he seems to be caught in a contradictory vacuum, he cannot find a sense of belonging among his compatriots, and he cannot find a sense of identity among Americans. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He tried to stay in Los Angeles, tried to settle down in a job, tried to build his life here, but the loneliness of being out of place was eating him away little by little, making people breathless, he wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound, he wanted to break free, but he couldn't find a direction.

He knew that if he came back to Texas, he could have a stable life. His parents' restaurant can be inherited by him, make some friends in the neighborhood, occasionally meet Chinese/Chinese students who come to eat, and talk a few words from time to time to relieve homesickness. But he didn't want this, because then he would always be an outsider, a stranger living in Texas, unable to go back to the past, unable to integrate into the present, and unable to find the future.

Li Huainan and Liu Xiaoyan are in such a state of life, and he doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past. However, he didn't know what he should do.

Looking at the dishes on the plate, the potato roast beef and mashed potatoes are mixed together, the garlic spinach and lamb chops are blended together, the fried pork slices with beans are evenly scattered in different corners of the plate, and the bread in the hand is still standing with the sauce of potato roast beef, Chinese and Western food have been completely mixed together, and it is impossible to distinguish them. Tears dripped down and blurred.

"Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly, it's still early. Song Lingyi's voice came, interrupting Li Yitong's thoughts, he lowered his head and nodded again and again, indicating that he understood, but he didn't speak, just gulped the dishes into his mouth, and stuffed his stomach little by little.

After Song Lingyi left, she quietly wiped away her tears.

After the whole plate was emptied, Li Yitong only felt that his stomach was about to burst, this feeling of satiety made the muscles of his body relax, and the exhaustion swept like a tide, almost sitting on the chair and falling asleep.

Sniffing the terrible breath on his body, he felt that his newly full stomach began to roll again. He needed a hot shower, but he could fall asleep now as he lay down - the dining room was a paradise compared to the stables, and his only thought now was to stay here.

In just one afternoon, he has fallen to such a point?

However, he didn't have the strength to take a bath now, every muscle in his body was protesting, he only felt that his hands and feet were no longer his own, and all parts of his body were striking except for his wriggling stomach. Can't he just lie down here and sleep? Can't he?

"If you want to sleep, go to your room, this is Bucky's territory. Brandon's cold voice came again, making Li Yitong sober up instantly, and the whole person jumped up directly, and then saw Brandon, Cole and Randy standing in front of him.

Cole crossed his hands in front of his chest, his posture straight, and his voice was cold, "We're ready to clean up." From tomorrow onwards, you will be like us, drawing lots, and those who are drawn will have to wash the dishes, and today you will look really dirty, as if you had been wallowing in a bullpen for an afternoon. ā€

"Let's go back and wash up. Jessica takes the hygiene of the room very seriously, and if you get it everywhere, she goes berserk, and no one can handle it. You don't want to see her angry. Randy laughs and explains that he was the only one with a smile on his face, but what he said was not friendly at all.

Li Yitong didn't argue, he has regained his strength now, but he still feels that his whole body has been beaten more than a dozen times, and the mental fatigue is even more unbearable, and he doesn't want to say anything.

"What are you doing here?" Cole lifted his chin, "Or are you going to stay and help us put the finishing touches?"

Hearing this, Li Yitong hurriedly took a step, although every step could summon the protest of every part of his body, but he gritted his teeth and left quickly, leaving this disaster as fast as possible, he definitely didn't want to continue working.

Pushing open the door of the main house, a crisp wind chime came over, which made Li Yitong reflexively stop, followed the sound and looked over, and then saw a large string of wind chimes hanging under the eaves.

Li Yitong took a step back to the side and widened the distance slightly, but found that Lu Li didn't care at all, just gently shook the chair, raised his head, and admired the moonlight above his head.

This made Li Yitong a little jealous, he was tired like a dog, but Lu Li enjoyed Qingfu here; however, thinking back to the scene where Lu Li and other Americans got along just now, Li Yitong was a little envious, not only Lu Li, but also Lu Li's parents, who seemed to get along with them very happily, he couldn't help but be a little curious, how did Lu Li do it?

Li Yitong grew up in Texas, and he naturally knows a lot about the xenophobia and stubbornness of Texans. Not to mention foreigners, even foreigners will encounter many obstacles here, and among foreigners, the living space of Asian faces is undoubtedly compressed to a minimum, and this is a world that belongs to Hispanics.

However, judging from the short time they got along this afternoon, Li Yitong could feel the harmony of the ranch, without the slightest falsehood and falsification, and a faint warmth and tacit understanding wandered in the air.

Is it because Lu Li is the owner of the ranch, and those cowboys are just friendly because of the employment relationship?

Li Yitong was a little curious. But when I think of the first time we met this afternoon, the bad first impression is unbearable, and besides, all the work after that has been a mess shows no sign of easing, and things are only getting worse and worse. The words were stuck in his throat like this, and Li Yitong didn't know how to speak, nor how to soften them.

"Ahem. Li Yitong coughed twice, as long as Lu Li answered, he could open his mouth to ask, ask Lu Li how he ran the ranch, ask Lu Li how he got along with the Americans, and ask Lu Li how he integrated here.

But Lu Li didn't mean to answer at all, he just raised his head and cast his eyes with a puzzled expression, which made Li Yitong immediately embarrassed, and coughed twice again, "Ahem." "This time, I was really choked by my own saliva. This made Li Yitong extremely embarrassed, and he relied on his gaze in a panic and looked to the other side.

Then he saw the large expanse of blue hat flowers swaying in the moonlight. What's more, he only now noticed that there was an oak tree next to him, and the wide treetops grew stubbornly and luxuriantly all the way up, bathed in the moonlight, and naturally there was a strange scene, which completely turned the pasture into a perfect image in a fairy tale.

This made Li Yitong couldn't help but take a step, walked to the left side of the porch, raised his head and looked at the lush branches, penetrating the mottled canopy, the moonlight in the sky came into view, his body was still very tired, but his spirit slowly relaxed, perhaps, this place is not useless.

A light breeze blew, Li Yitong couldn't help but shiver twice, and his brain cooled down again.

He was still wearing a shirt and suit pants, his top and bottom were soaked with sweat, and now when the cold wind blew, the feeling became more and more obvious, and the hot sweat all turned into cold water stains, not to mention, the temperature difference between day and night in the ranch was very large, and it suddenly became cold after nightfall, even though it was July, but there was still a feeling of winter.

Li Yitong was a little struggling, he didn't know whether he should go back directly, take a bath and sleep, or stay and communicate with Lu Li. The problem is that he wants to communicate, but he doesn't know how to speak.

After struggling, he turned around cautiously, and moved to the door of the main house little by little, only three steps away from Lu Li, and cleared his throat again, he was ready to take the initiative, but the draft in his mind suddenly got stuck when it reached his mouth, and he tried it twice, and the third time he finally succeeded, but the words that came out made him dumbfounded, "What time do you need to get up tomorrow morning?"

Lu Li paused for a moment, a little surprised that Li Yitong's compromise came so quickly, "Six o'clock." Lu Li deliberately said a little earlier, in line with Cole and Jessica's working hours.

Li Yitong found that in just one afternoon, he quickly adapted to the life on the ranch - compulsively winning the lottery, almost unreasonably dragging him into the rhythm here. Six o'clock, it's not a difficult thing for him, but only if he can get a quality rest tonight, "Which cowboy am I following tomorrow?"

"Brandon, you're still following Brandon. After that, Cole will arrange it, and you can follow the instructions when the time comes. Lu Li explained simply. "Today is only the first day, the work is relatively easy, and after getting used to it, the workload will increase. ā€

Li Yitong found that he was no longer surprised, and he could accept all accidents smoothly. He nodded, and the deliberate words swirled around his lips twice, but he still didn't ask after all, he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know what answer he was expecting, not to mention, he didn't prepare an answer today. Perhaps, tomorrow, tomorrow he's asking, "Okay." ā€

After finishing speaking, Li Yitong left the main house, although his footsteps were reluctant, and he was thinking about it all the time, whether he should turn around and apologize for his faux pas in the afternoon, but after taking the footsteps, the words still did not come out after all, and walked in the direction of the opposite villa.

Seeing the back of Li Yitong leaving, Lu Li staggered up the boss's chair, and saw Hulk squatting on the porch, Li Yitong seemed to be too tired and his brain was blank, so he actually left Hulk behind. The little fellow was now squatting in the doorway with a sad face, his tail wagging gently.