Ge Yiyi put on a fat piece of suspenders that seriously did not match her body type, put on gloves, grabbed the special electric clipper, and was engrossed in pushing the sheep with her legs.

After pushing one, she patted the sheep's butt and said, "Hey, John, are you going to pay attention to hygiene?" Your fur is white on only one side, and a little more dust and green grass on the other.

After saying that, he pushed away non-stop and dragged the next one. The next sheep dragged over endured the whining of the electric clipper and the chatter of this nagging Chinese woman full of incomprehension:

Jim, I told you not to grow hairy ears. I can only fix the hair of the ear for you, and it doesn't count as my salary, do you understand, Jim?

When he dragged the next one again, Ge Yiyi couldn't help but sniffle, and then his hand kept moving, but the self-talk in his mouth became more and more exaggerated:

Oh my God, you damn it, for God's sake Dorothy. Are you a sheep or a buffalo? It's okay what a quagmire you go, God, let me take a look, you're so dirty, Dorothy, you know?

You're even worse than my boyfriend Zhang Saiwen, that guy is not hygienic.

She felt a little weak as she pushed Dorothy away to pull a sheep, and straightened up to see that the door to the farmer's office didn't seem to be open. Then he casually glanced at the ranch fence in the distance.

At this glance, her soul was scattered. I almost bent my leg unsteadily, and let go of the sheep I was holding.

Outside the ranch fence, two young men dressed as fools: wearing the same cowboy hat as the movie, the same jeans as the movie, and even the same plaid striped shirt for the shirt.

If it weren't for the pair of sneakers that she personally selected that were only sold in China, she almost wouldn't have recognized the two people with the wide Mo Chao on the bridge of her nose.

She continued to push a few sheep quietly, watching the reaction of the two boys out of the corner of her eye. I didn't think she was in a hurry, and people weren't in a hurry. The two of them stood calmly outside the guardrail and watched her busy.

The two guys didn't intend to come in or say hello, and in the end they couldn't hold their breath. She put down the hair shearer and walked over and pushed open the door to the farmer's office.

After just a minute or two, she came out of the farm office with a smile on her face. Ignoring the two outside the guardrail, she lowered her head and continued to lift the clipper and began to push her wool.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man in the striped shirt pushing the plaid shirt. Then he spread out his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

Seeing that the two were about to cross the guardrail and come over, Ge Yiyi quickly stopped what he was doing.

He yelled at them and pointed to the path on the other side of the guardrail. Then he pointed to the ranch office that connected to the path.

The two stopped, turned in unison, and walked towards the side of the path. Ge Yiyi couldn't hold back any longer, lowered his head and scolded with a smile: Two two fools.

The two fools recklessly pushed open the door of the farmer's office and exchanged false promises with the farmer in stumbling English.

The pot-bellied farmer deliberately chatted with the two of them under Ge Yiyi's special instructions, and the local meeting etiquette alone tortured the two who were poor in language.

Li Sirui took off his hat and ran towards Ge Yiyi with a cup of black tea in his hand, like a gust of wind. While running, he shouted: Senior sister, go and save your man, what about the amount of alcohol with your boss.

Ge Yiyi's hand movements were extremely calm. was so busy with a mouthful of cashmere fur that he didn't mean to stop moving.

She blew on the wool around her mouth. The tone is not good, and I struggled to find a job. Just because who is he to fight for a drink, I don't want it?

And then I went back to the city to work as the lowest hourly wage? I'll tell you Lisley, there are no doors! The movements of the hands have sped up a bit.

The office door opened, and Zhang Saiwen walked out with a glass of liquid about the same color as black tea.

The old god waved his hand: "Ah, what's the problem, it's just a polite drink of two beers."

Ge Yiyi was even more angry, dragged the gap between the next sheep, held the electric clipper and said, If you learn this kind of sissy accent again, I will push all the hair on your body, do you believe it!

Zhang Saiwen looked surprised, shrunk his neck and said, "Is it all over the body?" Oh my God, don't you keep all of them? I'm still looking forward to it.

Li Sirui turned around and trembled with laughter, and Zhang Saiwen kicked him in the ass: What do you think of and laugh so lewdly? Do you know the hair and armpit hair that Lao Tzu said?

Li Sirui turned around and was not annoyed. Said with a smile, Senior sister, I have several long hairs on my big toe, really.

I'm thinking about shaving off the whole body, thinking about how these hairs are not easy to operate. Don't listen to his nonsense, there is nothing lewd and not lewd.

Ge Yiyi himself blushed, turned around and went to drag the sheep again. I almost couldn't catch a sheep after a few times.

Seeing that these two guys were about to make a big move, Ge Yiyi was shocked. Hurriedly asked you two what are you doing here?

Illegal work or something, just a random reason makes the two of them unable to eat and walk around, and they have to worry about themselves not being able to eat and walk around. Her face turned pale with anxiety, and her tone began to stutter.

Zhang Saiwen said while slowly putting on his jumpsuit, why do you think I speak with such a strange accent? The boss is half a Dull Lang, you know?

When people went to study in China, they also kidnapped a Taiwanese sister to be their wives. Seeing that you look determined to win when you come to see the worker, others are embarrassed to refuse you and want to see if you are a strong mouth king.

Ge Yiyi interrupted him and said, "Then it's strange why he doesn't speak Mandarin to me."

Zhang Saiwen squinted his eyes and asked, did you give him a chance? The boss said that you couldn't tell that you were a newcomer to this place, and that you could even talk to people about local slang. Why do people talk to you about Mandarin?

Ge Yiyi stopped what he was doing and asked a stupid question: Then how can you two be busy with the money to you? Count me and divide a little of you?

Li Sirui laughed: Senior sister, how can we count us if we don't have a tax number? Of course, it's all for you.

I said don't the hearts of those two dealers and capitalists, your man can't wait to be fed when he eats in China, and he doesn't disdain your three melons and two dates at all.

Zhang Saiwen said, do you want to sew your mouth shut? I didn't know, I thought you were traveling thousands of miles to see your girlfriend. Is it so hard to give me a chance to flirt?

Li Sirui muttered with a deflated expression, I don't know why I ran so far with you. It was as if I didn't have a girlfriend myself, and I deliberately chose a red-eye flight to go around and torture me enough.

Ge Yiyi said while busy working, it turns out that you bought a red-eye flight round trip? It should be more than a little cheaper. The emotion in his tone for his boyfriend who came from afar was reduced by a minute and a half.

Li Sirui didn't know which string was wrong today, so he grabbed in front of Zhang Saiwen and opened his mouth to answer: Senior sister, we are here to accompany you for the New Year.

We didn't have that quick return trip and the return ticket was after the year. In this way, you can avoid price spikes.

Zhang Saiwen shook his head helplessly while holding the pushed wool and throwing it into the big iron frame, looking speechless and choking.