Bidding farewell to Tang Xin, Zhang Jing returned to Kanfen Farm in the afternoon and went straight to the cowboy dormitory area.

It's like a small village, with each building built for cattle breeding, including dormitories and dining areas.

Unlike Champion Racecourse, there are no single apartment-style dormitories, only large dormitories.

There are two large dormitories, they are really large, about 30 meters in length and 8 meters in width, and the interior is separated into a small single room by a cloth curtain, and men and women live together.

Zhang Jing speculated that it might be the building materials left over from the previous construction of the cowshed, which were then used to build dormitories.

In addition to the two large dormitories, there are two buildings of the same size, one with a kitchen and dining room, and the other with a toilet, shower room and sauna.

The pickup truck was parked outside the kitchen, and as soon as he got out of the car, Zhang Jing smelled the smell of roast turkey and toasted bread in the air.

Entering the kitchen, Zhang Jing saw that everyone was preparing food, including Date Tera Ming and Omar, everyone had a relaxed smile on their faces, chatting and preparing food.

Even the injured Irina was sitting next to her, and she and Mirika were still filming the video.

Injuries are a bad thing, but they have gained a lot of fans.

"OSS is back!" Tennis player Katie was the first to see Zhang Jing and let out a high-pitched shout.

I can't stand Katie, this girl is a heavy hug every time, she doesn't know that she crashes into it like a tank?

Or jockey Haifa is the best, with a body flowing like a feather.

Continue to prepare for Christmas Eve dinner, because everyone comes from all over the world, and the food is varied, Haifa makes mutton, one sheep and four eats, roasted, marinated, steamed, and boiled.

Ferry and Jamie prepare dumplings with shrimp filling, leek filling, and beef filling.

Katie makes hazelnut burritos, which are ground into a powder, watered and pasted to make crepes, added with slightly spicy beef filling, and baked.

The siblings make "fish balls", which are made by mixing seven types of fish, including shrimp, crab, flounder, and squid, and hammering them repeatedly to make a mashed meat, and finally cut into small pieces and cooked in broth.

Xia Li and Xiao Dilin prepared spring rolls, which Zhang Jing favorites.

Bun face, 26-year-old Jeff. Argus made strawberry pie.

Xu Zehong and Lin Jiangmeng are ready to mix haggis.

Everyone has a good craft, and even Date Terumi is no exception, he makes fried fish.

Omar, a young and tender-looking Middle Eastern tycoon with a mustache, makes pilaf.

Director Marcus and African-American girl Yudo Xiyao prepare to roast turkey.

With so many people preparing dinner together, Zhang Jing had no place to intervene, so he walked up to Mirika and asked, "How is Mr. Daikin?"

Mirika is 1.9 meters tall and weighs 260 pounds at first, but then decreases a little bit, and is now estimated to be only 180 pounds.

Zhang Jinggang had severe depression when he met her, and now her condition is much better, mild.

"He's in Thailand," Mirika said helplessly, "and found me a temporary stepmother."

Zhang Jing couldn't help laughing, old Dakkin had a feeling of complete release, originally taking care of Mirika was a difficult thing for old Dakin.

Now it's okay, not only does he spend Zhang Jing's money, but his daughter is also taken care of by Zhang Jing, and his life is not too comfortable.

It's not that old Dakkin doesn't love his daughter Mirika, the main reason is that Mirika likes it, her depression has been reduced, she has lost weight, and she is very happy every day, so he is willing to let go.

Walking to the dining table, Irina couldn't move with a neck injury, a cast in place, and looked stiff.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Jing walked up to the woman and asked.

"Never before has it been like this," Irina chatted, "to sit quietly and see life as a spectator."

Zhang Jingle, "What do you see?"

"I like it," Irina said softly, but affirmatively, "I like my life now, I like you, and I like everyone."

This sycophant is too red, Zhang Jing said he likes it.

Because of the limited worktops in the open kitchen,

Xu Zehong, Lin Jiangmeng and his wife were processing haggis at a table next to them, and Zhang Jing walked over to greet him, "Professor Xu, Aunt Lin, do you know any martial arts masters?"

"Martial arts master?" Xu Zehong thought he had misheard.

"Yes," Zhang Jing affirmed, "Matim is young and active, likes to fight, wants to learn fighting, I don't want him to be killed in the future, let him learn national art to strengthen his body and protect himself, do you know such a master?"

Xu Zehong and Lin Jiangmeng glanced at each other silently.

"Nope."

"Yes."

Zhang Jing was stunned, Lin Jiangmeng said no, Xu Zehong said yes, what is the situation?

"It's my father-in-law," Xu Zehong said, "He is 82 years old this year, because he was obsessed with martial arts when he was young, he took little care of Xiaomeng and my mother-in-law, and almost didn't care about his family."

Xu Zehong is 65 years old this year, Lin Jiangmeng is 62 years old this year, and the old man is 82 years old this year.

Seeing that Zhang Jing was worried, Xu Zehong introduced, "My father-in-law is in better health than our husband and wife because of his martial arts practice, so it must be no problem to teach students."

Zhang Jing looked at Lin Jiangmeng, "Aunt Lin, look at this..."

"I can decide this," Xu Zehong was slightly chubby, of medium height, wearing a pair of thick glasses, and looked very good at this moment, "I will invite my father-in-law over."

"That's okay," Zhang Jing smiled, "Visas and air tickets will be reimbursed by Barbie."

While chatting and preparing food, next to the Christmas Eve dinner at 6 o'clock, several tables are put together to form a large table, and everyone sits around to share a hearty meal.

While Zhang Jing and his friends were having a happy dinner, Nayer was still in Cairo and was discussing the stone statue of the guards with his subordinates.

"Tomorrow is Christmas, and two of Zhang Jing's men are still in Cairo," an African-American aide reminded the boss, Nayer, "which means that the guards are still there."

"I know," Nayer looked agitated, "the question is where is the statue now?"

Nayer was sure that Zhang Jing would not be able to send the stone statue out of Cairo, so he was relieved to sell it for 6 million meters, and then waited for Zhang Jingqiu to come to the door.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jing flew away directly, and such a big stone statue was lost.

"OSS, you go back for Christmas," the African-American assistant promised, "and we'll stay and follow Zhang Jing's two men, and we'll be sure to find the stone statue of the guard."

The stone statue is important, and the wife is also important, Nayer nodded, and then went straight to the airport, and called Zhang Jing on the phone before boarding the plane.

Zhang Jing was drinking, and he didn't expect Nayer to call.

"Happy Christmas Eve." Nayer greeted.

"You too," Zhang Jing asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"I still want to see the stone statue of the guard," Nayer asked tentatively, "where is it now?"

"What is it like?" Worried about the other party's recording, Zhang Jing denied it, "What are you talking about, the signal is not good, I can't hear clearly."

Nayer had a bad feeling that he had messed up.