Thinking that it had nothing to do with him, Zhang Chi settled the account, turned around and drove out of the small bar to drive his pickup truck home.

The road is blind with black lights, but I am not afraid of someone robbing the road, robbing the road here, it is purely blind, and there is not much money on the first family, many cowboys are the few steel jumps that buy wine, and it is estimated that they have not robbed it.

Also, it's too dangerous, and although cowboys don't always carry guns with them, it's hard to say. After drinking a little wine, coupled with a fiery personality, it is impossible for you to rob him and he will not resist.

After a period of adaptation to the night, the road will be clear, and the starry sky will illuminate your way home.

When he arrived at the gate of his ranch, Zhang Chi opened the gate of the ranch, got out of the car and closed the gate after the car entered.

The pasture near the door is no longer as empty as before, countless cows are standing and lying in groups, and when they see Zhang Chi's car, some of the cows mooed a few times.

Zhang Chi came down from the slope and looked up at the starry sky, because of the agricultural state, there is almost no industry here, and there is no pollution, as long as it is not raining at night, looking up at the sky, it is not a bright moon or a starry sky.

For example, tonight's sky is bright stars, the starlight illuminates the sky over the entire ranch like a deep blue sea, countless stars reflect each other, the heavenly river is like a jade belt through the sea of stars, and even you can distinguish the different colors of light emitted by different stars with your naked eye.

The stars are dense in the sky, like a jewel embedded in the sky.

Under the starry sky, there is Zhang Chi's pasture, surrounded by dark forests, like a wall to protect the central pasture, the land on the pasture is slightly undulating, forming a picture of light and shade.

In the nearby pasture, groups of cows are leisurely enjoying their leisure time, occasionally using their ears and tails to gently chase small insects, and at the same time regurgitating the forage they have eaten in their stomachs today.

At this moment, Zhang Chi's pasture is no longer empty, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of cattle, which makes people happy.

As the owner of this ranch, how could Zhang Chi refuse such a view, he opened the car window, turned the steering wheel with one hand, drove slowly, and enjoyed the scenery of his ranch while walking.

Not far away, a brightly lit place is Zhang Chi's new home, which is still just a framework, and there is a group of compatriots who are busy rushing to work.

Zhang Chi went to the side of the RV, got out of the car and walked over, and found that these people were eating, the big guys were all barebacked, shirtless, chatting quietly while eating.

"Eaten?"

Seeing Zhang Chi coming over, the aunt who was cooking nearby grinned at Zhang Chi: "If you haven't eaten, eat a little here, and you won't have to do it."

Auntie is Lao Chen's wife, I heard that she was also a cultural person when she was in China, but now when she comes here, she has a pot and spoon and does the work of cooking at the construction site.

Zhang Chi smiled at his aunt: "No, I'll eat as many as I like later."

"It's okay, it's okay, I made a little too much today, and they can't eat it," the aunt said enthusiastically.

Before Zhang Chi could speak, the workers who were eating said: "If you haven't eaten, eat some, you're welcome, tonight is braised pork, Sister Lu is the best."

Seeing everyone say this, Zhang Chi smiled and nodded.

When Aunt Lu saw it, she smiled and picked up the bowl on the table, first served Zhang Chi a flat bowl of rice, then added a few pieces of green vegetables to the rice, and hit a spoonful full of braised pork on the dish, and added half a spoonful of broth to Zhang Chi and handed it to Zhang Chi's hand.

"Too much, too much".

Aunt Lu smiled: "Young man, how can there be anything that can't be eaten, eat, it's okay!" ”

Zhang Chi had to hold the bowl, follow the example of others, and sit on the steps of the house to eat.

The overall frame of the house has come out, and at the end of the day today, the exterior walls around it are almost sealed, and by tomorrow, it will be about possible to do fire and heat insulation treatment, and the next step is to route the lines and seal the inner walls.

This is used to insulate a house like a foaming agent, which looks like a sticky slurry when it is first punched, and after a while, it is expanded into a thick ballast.

"This braised pork is really amazing."

After eating a piece of braised pork, Zhang Chi gave Aunt Lu a thumbs up.

"I like it over there, I really didn't expect there to be a seller of our domestic pork here," Aunt Lu said.

"Oh".

Zhang Chi now knows where to buy Aunt Lu's meat, except for Aunt Phil's family's pigs in our country, other old beauties are pursuing the size of pigs and the amount of meat produced.

Hearing Zhang Chi say the shop where she bought meat, Aunt Lu was a little surprised: "You also know? ”

At this time, a worker said: "This fart is bigger, as long as there is a Chinese, how can you not know."

"Yes, yes, this is not a place like New York, California, there are few Chinese here, everyone must know it," Aunt Lu said with a smile.

"Almost," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

To be honest, some Chinese Zhang Chi may not know each other after living here for so long, because they don't want to integrate into the Chinese circle, they prefer to be able to make friends with white people, live in white communities, what kind of activity is called a positive, live more white than a white person.

Like this kind of person, Zhang Chi generally doesn't think they are Chinese, let alone compatriots who are not compatriots.

As for the old port move, not to mention the old bay move, this kind of people can get along with Japanese and Korean, but they look down on you from the mainland.

"By the way, Boss Zhang, to be honest, this house is too small, how good it would be to build a bigger place in such a big place," a worker said to Zhang Chi while eating.

Zhang Chi smiled: "I want to too, but what can I do if money doesn't allow it?" ”

"Yes, it's nice to have a home, by the way, you've been here for a few years," the worker asked.

"I've been here with my uncle since I was a teenager, almost ten years," Zhang Chi said.

"After more than ten years of building such a large ranch, you can be regarded as a mix."

Some workers gave Zhang Chi a thumbs up.

Zhang Chi just smiled, his own family knew his own affairs, if he didn't have a gourd to support him, what kind of ranch he said now, it would be nonsense, according to his normal development, he would either set up a small restaurant and make a restaurant like his uncle, or he would drive a truck, maybe he would be like the current group of workers, working on the construction site all day long.

Really with ability, without the support of the family, if you want to buy a ranch here, it can be done before the age of forty, which is already a great thing.

American money is not something that can be blown by a strong wind.

"What do you say, it's just to make a living, just like that, those cowboys in the town still think I can't survive this year," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

"Ignore them, they are lazy to death".

Workers expressed deep dismay for the efficiency of white work.

When I was in China, everyone thought that the Americans were serious, at least much more rigorous than our domestic workers, but when they came here, they found that these beautiful qualities were actually their own imagination, and the foolishness of American workers was actually no different from that of our state-owned enterprise workers.

While eating and chatting, Zhang Chi had only eaten half of it, and the workers had eaten, they put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, wiped their mouths and began to continue their work.

"What are you doing now?"

Zhang Chi asked.

"Make fire insulation a part."

"Isn't it tomorrow?" Zhang Chi was a little curious.

"Do a little bit tonight, and wait for another part tomorrow morning, anyway, you don't have anything to do after eating, and you can't sing a K or something."

Zhang Chi smiled when he heard this: "That's really sorry, I really don't have anything here."

"It's funny, even if we don't have time to play, our side is relaxed, and our wives and children will have to starve."

As he spoke, the workers got to work.

After Zhang Chi finished eating, he was about to wash the dishes, but who knew that he was snatched by Aunt Lu: "It's okay, you can play."

"How long have you been following Lao Xu?"

Zhang Chi did not leave, but stood aside and talked to Aunt Lu.

Aunt Lu was busy with Zhang Chi at the same time: "I've been working here for six or seven years."

"Those days are not short," Zhang Chi said.

"It's not short," Aunt Lu replied with a smile.

chatted with his aunt for more than ten minutes, although Zhang Chi was curious about the temperament of these two cultured people, and whether they would be a little disappointed doing their current work, but because it was someone's private matter, he didn't really ask.

Back next to the RV, Zhang Chi packed up and prepared for bed.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Ergou had already jumped on the head of the bed.

"You go down for me!"

Zhang Chi pointed to Ergou and said.

Zhang Chi still likes cats, but he can't accept the small animals at home to go to his bed, but the second dog seems to like to sleep next to Zhang Chi, although he doesn't go to bed, but he is very close to Zhang Chi's head.

And the second dog, don't look at it so big, the snoring sound is not small at all, you say you snore you will snor, you also have your own trill, how can this guy Zhang Chi stand it.

Seeing Zhang Chi's face, Ergou jumped down from the head of the bed and meowed on the ground.

"Sleep on the sofa, if you dare to go to bed, I will kill you" Zhang Chi muttered to Ergou, put the quilt on his stomach and prepared to turn off the light and sleep.

Ergou honestly lay on the bed, looked at Zhang Chi with his eyes, heard Zhang Chi's breathing evenly, and secretly slipped off the sofa again, ran to Zhang Chi's bedside, rolled up on the baffle, and hung up after a while.