The new carriage was still swaying, but compared to just now, Chen Jianqiu's surroundings were much more lively now.

A girl's curiosity is sometimes as powerful as a cat.

Emily rode a horse and a carriage alongside, constantly asking Chen Jianqiu about him.

Her imaginative questions came one after another, chattering like a normal girl, and it was hard to imagine that the girl had just led a team of cowboys to drive away a group of bandits, not to mention that she had sent one away with a gun herself.

"Hey, sir, where are you from? What does it do? The girl's question came over her like a cannon.

"Come looking for gold." Chen Jianqiu replied.

"Ah, panning for gold, that's a chore." The girl thought for a moment, "It's not as stable as our pasture." ”

"Although New Mexico is dry and rainless, the surrounding areas of Lincolnshire are still quite lush because of the water system." The girl said to herself.

"By the way, you sound like you're coming from the north, Nevada, right? Wyoming? If I'm not mistaken, you're a Chinese, right? How's it going there? ”

The girl's questions came one after the other.

But fortunately, Chen Jianqiu's ability has also improved by leaps and bounds because of Sean's existence.

He took full advantage of the poor information transmission of the era, and created an image of himself as an honest Chinese gold digger, and those supplies were purchased for the camp in the mountains.

As for Emily's interest on the other side of the ocean, Chen Jianqiu was reluctant to say more, but told her that that continent also had mountains and winding rivers, and people like himself had lived on that continent for thousands of years.

The civilization there has never been cut off by foreign invasions, even if there is a brief period of darkness.

Chatting and chatting, a medium-sized ranch appeared in front of Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

A white fence encloses a large meadow, separated by a fence, and inside are patches of cattle and sheep.

Chen Jianqiu drove the carriage and followed the team from the main road between the two fences in the pasture into the pasture.

A middle-aged man with a goatee was angrily standing at the end of the road with his waist crossed:

"What about people? No one cares if the sheep runs away! The fence is broken and no one repairs it, it's been a whole day, a whole day! ”

Emily heard it from afar, she stuck out her tongue at Chen Jianqiu, kicked the horse under her, and rushed in front of the middle-aged man.

She expertly jumped off her horse and leaped towards the middle-aged man like a bird.

"Daddy!"

As soon as the goatee saw the girl running towards him, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, the anger on his face was swept away, and he gave the little girl a big hug dotingly:

"Emily, where have you been this day?"

The girl smiled and pointed to the cowboys behind her, "Fred's gang of cubs are looking for trouble in the neighborhood again, and Uncle Howard and I went to chase these guys away." ”

The middle-aged man heard her words and looked up at the cowboys behind her, his eyes as if he wanted to kill.

The cowboy in blue who stood first among the cowboys saw the middle-aged man's gaze and opened his mouth to defend:

"James, Fred doesn't care about his gang at all, they're bandits now, we ......"

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man named James cut off the cowboy's words.

He let go of the girl in his arms, put his hands on Emily's shoulders, and looked at her softly, Chen Jianqiu even felt that the change of this person's expression was faster than the change of face in Sichuan opera:

"Emily, promise me not to get involved in these things again. Fred is a serious businessman, and I'll take care of it on his side. ”

The girl shook her head, with a look of unwillingness:

"Howard is right, those people are Fred's men, even if they cover their faces, I can recognize them!"

"They just robbed this Chinese on the Thornton Trail!" The girl pointed to Chen Jianqiu, who was at the end of the line.

Chen Jianqiu saw that Goatee and Emily were pointing at him, so he had to nod, looking too honest to be honest.

The goatee was unmoved, he took a breath and said to the girl in front of him:

"Emily, none of these things have anything to do with you, you know? Girls can do needlework at home. There are some things that we can leave to the sheriff and the judge. ”

Tears suddenly welled up in Emily's eyes:

"So Billy's death has nothing to do with me, right? He's my brother! It's your son. ”

With that, he broke free from his goatee's arms and ran to the house crying.

"Emily!" James the Goatee called out his daughter's name, but the girl ignored him and ran into the house.

There was a "thump" in the room, and the girl locked herself in the room, crying.

Goatee looked in the direction of the room and shook his head, one hand crossed over his waist and the other touching his forehead.

The middle-aged man's face was full of confusion and helplessness, and there was nowhere to vent his grievances.

He caught a glimpse of the barrel at his feet and kicked it over.

"Damn it!"

The barrel was kicked to the ground and rolled for weeks before it came to a stop at the edge of the fence.

The cowboys saw that their boss was not in a good mood and did not dare to comfort them, so they led their horses away and went about their own business.

Only Chen Jianqiu and his carriage were left parked in place.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly found that his situation was a little awkward now, he watched this scene in its entirety, and then the audience was now the only one left.

Billy? Is that Billy the Kid?

After the goatee James finished venting, he turned his head and found that Chen Jianqiu was still there.

"What do you call you, sir?" His politeness surprised Chen Jianqiu a little, he had thought that all the red-necked farmers were as rude as the old man in Montrose.

"Long Chen, my name is Long Chen, sir."

"What's your profession?"

"Gold Digger." Chen Jianqiu pointed to the things on the carriage behind him, "These are all prepared to be sent to the gold panning camp." ”

Subsequently, Chen Jianqiu told James what had just happened, omitting the part where he killed those bandits.

"It's a few dozen miles from town, and you can't go back for a while, and it's getting dark, so stay here for the night." I'll find someone to help you get to town tomorrow to deliver the news. James pointed to the warehouse, "You can unload things over there first." ”

"Okay, okay, thank you very much." Chen Jianqiu thanked him again and again.

Chen Jianqiu got the carriage into the warehouse, untied the pack horse, led it to the stable, and then returned to the warehouse and began to unload the goods.

James passed by the stables and saw the pack horses in the stables, with the hay neatly placed in the trough in front of them, and the pitchforks and other farm tools had been arranged and placed in an orderly corner of the stable.

He came to the warehouse and saw Chen Jianqiu unloading the contents of the carriage alone.

"It's not easy for you gold diggers from China, I met several Chinese businessmen when I was in California, and they helped me a lot."

James suddenly had a crush on the young man, and thought that he seemed to be very industrious, honest, and responsible, and that it would be nice if such a man could work for himself on his own ranch.

"When you're done, come and finish eating." He said to Chen Jianqiu.

Dinner on the farm started a little early, and except for a few cowboys who lived nearby, everyone else ate at the long table in the dining room with Chen Jianqiu and Mr. and Mrs. James.

Dinner was potatoes, wheat bread and boiled beef.

After the potatoes are peeled, they are boiled together with the beef, then taken out separately and eaten with salt.

"I'm going to see Emily, this girl is still locking herself in the house." When Mrs. James had finished eating, she wiped her hands on her apron and walked towards Emily's house with a plate of food.

After the others finished eating, they all went back to their dormitories, and only James and Chen Jianqiu were left in the cafeteria.

It's not that Chen Jianqiu finds the potatoes and bread hard to swallow, but that James has been chattering with him.

It seems that this man really doesn't have much to talk to.

From his words, Chen Jianqiu learned that Fred, whom they mentioned during the day today, was the largest rancher in the neighborhood, and he had the largest ranch, the most cowboys, and the strongest power.

He even has his own dedicated lawyer.

In addition to his own cowboys, he often hires people who don't have regular jobs, although those people don't have the ability to work on the ranch.

Fred sometimes asks them to collect debts or threaten others on their behalf, and they are billed by the number of times, and they usually keep them free.

But James still didn't quite believe that these people would blatantly rob.

"Do you see what they look like?" James asked.

"No, they're all wearing scarves." Chen Jianqiu replied absentmindedly.

How did he know what Fred's men looked like? Besides, he didn't care much about these things, he only cared about how he could get a new car to get the supplies back to the camp as soon as possible.

Why don't you buy one from the rancher in front of you? All the money that can be brought out has been exchanged for supplies, and the rest is on the bird he trusts the most.

Both fell silent at the same time, and both began to nibble on the last potato on their plates.

"You say, isn't it a coward's worth for a person to watch his son go astray and die, but he can't do anything about it?" James suddenly put down the potatoes in his hands, buried his head in his hands, and began to sob.

Sometimes, the collapse of adults is only for a moment, for no reason, and it cannot be stopped.

"No, if you do everything you can and have a clear conscience, you don't count." Chen Jianqiu ate the potato in his hand and said softly.

By the time Mrs. James returned to the dining room, Mr. James with the goatee had returned to normal, and there was not even a trace of crying on his face.

"Emily still won't eat at all." Madame put the plate on the table, and what it looked like when it was taken away, and what it was when it was brought back.

"Mr. Chen, I'll take you to the room."

Chen Jianqiu nodded.

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