After talking to Serol, Zhang Chi hurriedly returned to the house to change clothes and discuss with everyone how to deal with this matter.

If you let them do this, what are you going to do next, let them continue to raise taxes, or continue to strip your power from your land?

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Chi saw Merika stacking the phone.

"Zhang Chi, the news says that the state is going to raise taxes, and the rights and interests of land and minerals and oil will be reconsidered," Merica said.

Zhang Chi said: "I know, Serol called me just now and said that everyone should come together to discuss, and everyone should clearly express their meaning."

Merika nodded after hearing this: "Can't let them get their wish, these dogs know how to collect money."

Li Xiumei happened to pass by here with something, and was immediately embarrassed on the spot, she had been here for so long, and it was the first time she heard her daughter-in-law speak rudely, and she was a little suspicious for a while: Is this my daughter-in-law?

"Mom, what's wrong?" Merika didn't think anything was wrong, she didn't think much about it, and when she saw her mother-in-law standing on the spot, she asked with a smile.

Li Xiumei came back to her senses and immediately said, "It's okay, it's okay." Dachi, what do you mean? ”

"Mom, I'm going to march here," Zhang Chi said.

If you don't march and shout in the media, the officials sitting in the office don't care.

As soon as she heard that her son was going to the march, Li Xiumei's heart chuckled, but in front of her daughter-in-law, Li Xiumei didn't say anything, but took her things and went back to the kitchen.

Zhang Chi saw his mother leave, so he went upstairs and went back to the house to change his clothes, and was about to go out, so he couldn't dress like this, no matter how he said it, he had to make a little mess, it was not a question of whether he was handsome or not, you had to have a little respect for others, this may be wearing a ragged shirt working on the ranch to go to the party, or a party that people said was good, and there was plenty of time.

It didn't take long to change clothes, men, it was a long time to dress up after tossing for seven or eight minutes, and Zhang Chi only took three or four minutes to put on a ninety percent new thick plaid shirt and a pair of almost new jeans, the only difference from usual was that he had a very good watch on his wrist.

It looks pretty good, but it's not worth much, it's not something like Rolex that some people in China are obsessed with, this brand gives Zhang Chi the feeling that the black brothers like it very much, and there are really not many nearby ranchers who wear this thing.

Among the nearby models, even Lao Liu rarely wears famous watches such as Rolex, and most of them are antique watches, or the kind of minimalist models. Antique watches, classic cars, and wealthy people near Zhang Chi almost all take this coin route.

It seems to be a bit of a divergence from the domestic petty bourgeoisie.

The routine of loading coins is different, and Zhang Chi has to change with it, so this watch is an old watch, not a famous brand, an old seagull, no one has seen it, and it looks a bit bluffing.

After changing his clothes, Zhang Chi went downstairs and was about to drive out when he heard his mother standing at the kitchen door waving to him.

"Dachi, Dachi".

As soon as Zhang Chi turned around, he saw that his mother was a little sneaky.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Zhang Chi walked over.

When she came to her mother, she saw Li Xiumei pulling Zhang Chi out of the kitchen with one hand, and then closed the door with her hand.

"Grandma, Mom, what's wrong with you? I'll talk about it when I come back, I really have something to do now, if your affairs are not in a hurry, wait a minute," Zhang Chi said.

Li Xiumei didn't care about this, and asked Zhang Chi, "Are you going to protest?" ”

"It's not a protest now," Zhang Chi said.

Li Xiumei was relieved when she heard this, but her son's next answer suddenly lifted her heart.

"But protests are definitely going to be protested, and this can't be done without that," Zhang Chi said.

Syllable!

Li Xiumei patted her son: "You kid, what are you doing so stupidly, how dangerous it is to run on the street."

"No, Mom, people want to make a law, it doesn't matter if we are happy or not, we can take our land, if this guy still endures, then won't he become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle," Zhang Chi said.

Miao Guifang said: "Why are you so stupid, let's go, naturally, we have to go, but don't take the lead in this matter, let's just go with the big heat, let others show off if others want to be in the limelight, let's not be so high-profile ...... ourselves."

Zhang Chi couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, he just wanted to talk to his mother and grandmother about the situation here, but after thinking about it, he and the two old ladies had something to say, and they might not be able to understand it if they talked too much.

"Grandma, Mom, you don't know me yet, I'm so clever, don't worry, I know this in my heart, let's call Huan, but jump out as a rafter that doesn't do it, whoever is willing to do it ......."

Zhang Chi said.

When Miao Guifang and Li Xiumei heard this, they immediately smiled happily, and opened their mouths and said in unison: "This kid is smart."

"Then, grandma, mom, I'll go first, and we still have to discuss what to do next," Zhang Chi said.

Miao Guifang saw her grandson walking out, opened her mouth and said, "Will you come back for dinner?" ”

"It's hard to say"

How did Zhang Chi know how many points these people would discuss, and his past experience told Zhang Chi that even if the discussion was over, everyone would have to organize a scolding period, starting from crooked house, and scolding all the way to the level of mayor and county magistrate, the eight generations of ancestors of these people would not be able to escape.

You think these old cowboys are just going to Shet, Beach? You're wrong, since you've been with Zhang Chi for a long time, these cowboys' scolding words have been on the rise.

Sure enough, it is in response to the old saying: If you can't learn well, you will learn badly.

In Amber Town, scolding a few dogs in Chinese, fucking your uncle and the like, these cowboys can at least master two or three words.

In addition, the Chinese factor now appears more frequently in American society, and these cowboys also feel that scolding in Chinese is more interesting and characteristic than scolding in English.

Even if it is scolding, it is full of oriental mystery, so Zhang Chi can be regarded as making a certain contribution to the promotion of Chinese.

"Then bring these, first cushion the cushion, eat when you have food, and you won't be too hungry if you don't have food."

Saying that, Miao Guifang stuffed two dough cakes into her grandson's hands, which tasted sweet, and added eggs when she made noodles, which tasted a little bread, but it was not bread, but a kind of pastry near Zhang Chi's hometown, especially Xuanhe, don't look at it, it is actually pinched, that is, the size of a lump in the palm of your hand.

But it's perfectly fine to use it as a stomach pad.

Zhang Chi didn't say anything more, took the dough cake and walked outside.

When he went out, Zhang Chi had just gotten into the car and saw Cannon coming over in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Chi pressed the window.

Cannon saw Zhang Chi's face coming out of the car, was jumped, and when he came back to his senses, he said: "Boss, I heard that taxes are going to be raised, and the land policy is also going to be changed."

Zhang Chi knew that Cannon also got the news, so he said: "I know, Seliol asked me to discuss."

"Oh, I thought you didn't know, that's fine, I don't have anything else to do."

After Canon finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Chi to say anything, he reached over and patted lightly on the hood of the car, and turned his head and left.

Zhang Chi drove out of the ranch here, and went to the tavern in the center of the town along the road, how to say this place, the whole is the intelligence center of the town, and there is a small conference room, where there is any wind and grass, this is a good place.

If the matter is a little bigger, the place may be changed to the outside of the small bar, and it is easy to make a noise when there are many people outside.

By the time Zhang Chi arrived at the bar, the parking lot at the entrance was already full of all kinds of cars.

Half of it is a pickup, and the other half is a triple jumper.

Zhang Chi felt a sense of pride in his heart, of course, if all the American countryside ran on the Chinese-made three jumpers, at that time, maybe the chicken farts in China and the United States would be about the same.

It's all off-topic, and there are quite a few people here anyway.

Pushing open the door of the bar, Zhang Chi found that there were a lot of people no longer enough to describe the scene in the bar now, the whole bar was now like a canned sardine, crowded with people, and people were crowded.

Usually there are no people, even if something happens, such as when I went into the mountains to look for cattle, I have never seen so many people in a bar.

As soon as the daring touched his own interests, he couldn't help it one by one, and immediately ran over to huddle.

There was no way, Zhang Chi had to stand at the door, as for asking for a bottle of beer or something, forget it, Zhang Chi was only three or four meters away from the bar, but Zhang Chi really didn't want to squeeze through.

The reason is very simple, just think about the smell of these cowboys, the smell of sweat mixed with the smell of perfume can suffocate Zhang Chi to death.

As soon as I came in, I heard someone howling at the top of his voice: "Don't let people live, what is the price of beef now, everyone knows, and the tax will be raised, so what are we busy with, it is better to sell the ranch, and the whole family will lie down on the street in California, with their mouths open and waiting for the wind to drink."

"Haha, old Jason, you think the Californian cousins will give you a chance to drink the wind, they will throw you into the sea to feed the fish, and give the opportunity to those who have a long one".

Saying that, he gestured on his chest: "A couple of men with this thing, and those illegal immigrants, Americans?" Now it's just a piece of."

"The land belongs to Lao Tzu, and no one can take it from me."

As soon as I heard it, I knew that this was a landowner, either a farmer or a rancher.

Zhang Chi didn't know him very well, it must be more remote, the place must not be big, or he just traded.

"Whose proposal, I'm going to kill this bastard!"

Zhang Chi looked at these guys with a smile, knowing that the first stage of scolding had begun.

It is certain that this proposal will be hated, but if you think about who will benefit and who will get a lot of benefits after this law comes into effect, you will know which side the proposer is on.

Anyway, it won't be on the side of the farmers and ranchers, nine times out of ten they will be on the side of the mining tycoons and the oil giants, as long as they are not blind, they can see it.

As for most people, a group of guys who have nothing, are not worth thinking about.