Little Life on An American Ranch

"This is Erhuang, this is Dahei, and this is Xiaohua..." Jian Heng began to introduce the dog he brought to everyone.

cough! cough!

Zhang Jialiang coughed uncontrollably when he heard his boss's introduction, obviously reminding his boss.

"What's the matter?" Jian Heng turned his head, looked at Zhang Jialiang and asked.

Zhang Jialiang said in a low voice: "Boss, what you just said is just Erhuang, this is just rhubarb!"

"Really?" Jian Heng scratched the back of his head.

"I'm sure!" Zhang Jialiang said with certainty.

Jian Heng said again: "Then let's do it like this, the big one is called Dahuang, the small one is called Erhuang, and so on."

"You don't even know the dog's name when you are in love," Zhao Changshan said with a smile.

At this moment, Zhao Changshan reached out his hand to touch Erhei's head. Xiaoxiao was a four-eyed hybrid black soil dog, which reminded him of the little puppy he had in his family. It's a pity that Zhao Changshan was beaten for a short time. beated. Now I feel a little bit like seeing a dog and thinking about a dog, and I quickly got acquainted with Xiao Erhei.

I have to say that the eight dogs brought by Jian Heng are very smart, and they quickly got familiar with the environment. Find out if these people are malicious or not.

Barley and Wheat are now standing aside, because they are following Denver, no matter which dog it is, it seems that they are not very happy to approach Denver, as if they instinctively sense the danger of Denver.

After meeting all the dogs with everyone, Jian Heng asked everyone to move up the bedding.

Huang Xiaodong remembered something at this moment, and said to Jian Heng: "By the way, boss, the Mr. Yao you mentioned is here!"

"What?" Jian Heng was taken aback when he heard that, and asked repeatedly: "You said Mr. Yao Chang Yao is here?"

"I don't know what his name is Yao, but I'm sure his surname is Yao!" Huang Xiaodong said.

Jian Heng was even more surprised, because he had no reason for this matter. If Mr. Yao came over, he would come to pick him up without notifying himself, and he didn't have the ability to find Montana directly. All of a sudden, I found Montana alone?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong.

Because of Jian Heng's current estimates, Mr. Yao Chang Yao probably hasn't even got a passport, let alone a work visa.

But since Huang Xiaodong said it, Jian Heng asked about the location, and then directly rode on the four-wheeled mountain bike and drove towards the dormitory.

Standing at the door of the dormitory mentioned by Huang Xiaodong, Jian Heng knocked lightly on the door and shouted loudly: "Master Yao?"

Just when he was about to call out for the second time, the door opened, and an old man with a kind face and a bit of fairy spirit stood in front of Jian Heng.

"It's you!"

Seeing this, Jian Heng couldn't help crying out, the person in front of him is not Mr. Yao at all, but the chef he met in Mingzhu, who He Ye wanted to stuff into his ranch The old man pretending to be a chef.

"That's too much for you. Let me tell you that I don't have anything you are interested in here. Besides, how come you have learned to impersonate yourself?" Jian Heng really didn't expect that the old man would come to the door by himself. .

The old man looked at Jian Heng and said with a smile, "Why did I pretend to be a substitute?"

"Didn't you say that your surname is Yao, or my buddy wouldn't have let you in!" Jian Heng felt that the old man was playing high jump in a cesspit, which was too much (shit).

The old man looked at Jian Heng and said, "Where did this start? I never said that my surname is Yao, and my surname is Yao, the medicine of medicine!" The old man took out a passport from his pocket, It was directly handed over to Jian Heng.

Jian Heng looked at it, and thought to himself: "Hey, this is really a person who is willing to spend money. This passport is actually an American passport, the one with the dark blue eagle emblem."

I opened it and saw yao in pinyin, so I said, "They are all the same, and I don't know which one is right!"

"You man, I'm so old, why change my ancestors because of you?" The old man was quite angry.

"Your passport can't be fake, right?" Jian Heng turned it over and looked at it.

The old man gave Jian Heng a disdainful look: "I got my passport earlier than you!"

After finishing speaking, the old man hooked his fingers and snatched the passport from Jian Heng's hand at a particularly strange speed: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm not interested in politics, I'm here because I'm more interested in you Interesting, my nephew said that your physical fitness is top-notch, but your martial arts skills are poor. I am a little curious, and I want to know which fellow Taoist can adjust your physical fitness to make mine My nephew is full of praise."

Jian Heng was a little pleased when he heard it: "Is your nephew's praise sure?"

The meaning of this is obvious, Jian Heng is saying that what's wrong with your nephew's praise, it's not in the way of me.

Before Jian Heng finished speaking, he saw the old man suddenly bullying him, Jian Heng moved at will, and thought that he could hide in the past, but before he could turn sideways, the old man retracted his hand very strangely , with one hand firmly grasping Jian Heng's shoulder.

Jian Heng and the old man were startled almost at the same time.

Jian Heng didn't expect that the old man's hand would reach out faster than that of He Ye's bodyguard. There are many bodyguards who are older than He Ye. Generally speaking, the older a person is, the weaker his physical strength is. It's a law of nature. It's true that Jian Heng loves to read martial arts novels, but he never believes that there are people in their seventies who can instantly kill young fighters.

Because it's not scientific!

But now such an unscientific thing really appeared in front of him.

The old man's heart was shaken because he thought it was safe to catch, but who knew that he was intentional and unintentional, and Jian Heng almost dodged him when he suddenly exploded.

From the old man's point of view, this kind of thing is to cultivate the original heart, that is, to practice kung fu into instinct. The old man's sect believes that the so-called practice, whether it is martial arts, is to take things that do not belong to you, through continuous intensive training , It becomes a kind of instinct when coping, so that in the face of sudden situations, you can choose the best way to attack or avoid without thinking.

But Jian Heng's reaction at this moment greatly exceeded the old man's news from his nephew.

"May I ask who is your teacher?" The old Taoist stood up straight, and made a Taoist salute to Jian Heng.

"What age is it now, and everyone still mentions this!" Jian Heng smiled: "To be honest, I really don't know!"

The old man was also surprised when he heard this, but soon he came back to his senses: "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, but it seems that everyone is a Daoist, let me, a veteran, find a safe place to live with you?"

"What are you going to do? Let me tell you this, I don't raise any idlers here!" Jian Heng didn't want the old man to stay with him at all.

The old man said: "I can preach the Tao and the Dharma, cultivate immortality and cultivate character."

Pooh!

Jian Heng couldn't help it, and laughed violently: "Cultivating immortality, I said, old man, you have read too many novels on cultivating immortality, so let me ask which level you have cultivated to now, Jindan or Sanxian? "

"Cultivating immortals is about heart, and what you practice is emotion. How can there be such a mess like you said?" The old Taoist frowned a little bit: "Taoism pays attention to tranquility, inaction, and freedom."

"Then I can't keep you anymore!" Jian Heng said.

The old man asked, "Why?"

Jian Heng said: "It's very simple. I want to eat here. You come to my place and teach each of the guests to be quiet and inactive people. They will find a place to squat with you all day long. I don't eat or drink for a few days, and I don't make money at all. Everyone is innocent, and no one comes to pay my student fees, so what should I do? I have old and young, and a family Drink the northwest wind! Go, go!"

"It's not impossible to change!"

Hearing that Jian Heng drove him away, the old man immediately changed his mind.

Jian Heng was directly dumbfounded by the old man's demeanor, and after a long pause, he said, "Aren't you more like a liar?"

The old man actually let out a long sigh, put his hands behind his back and said: "Being forced by life, you can't go hungry to seek the Tao. Isn't that the last way to die?"

"You are forced by life?" Jian Heng really couldn't believe the old man's words, he opened his mouth and asked, "He Ye still can't afford your life?"

"I am not related to him, so why does he support me?" The old man felt that what Jian Heng said was a bit strange, so he opened his mouth and asked Jian Heng.

When Jian Heng was asked by him, he couldn't help being a little at a loss for words, and thought for a while to organize his words: "Then your nephew has become his bodyguard? How can you say that you have no relatives and no reason?".

"That's the grievance between my senior brother and He Ye's grandfather. It's not my grievance, nor is it my love and hatred. Where did you come from and where did you get close?" the old man asked again.

Jian Heng was overwhelmed by what he heard, and decided not to entangle with the old man in this regard, because Jian Heng found that his morality and deeds in the past twenty years were not enough to play a rogue with the old man.

"Let's talk about it, what can you do to help me? If you can't help me with anything, you and I are not related, so why should I support you, an idler?" Jian Heng returned to the topic.

"Isn't this a body sculpting place you run? What I can help you is not body sculpting, but heart sculpting, calming your mind and balancing your aspirations. In this way, the two of us will work together, you will train them physically, and I will train them from the body. Mentally temper their will, so that after our conditioning, people will be optimistic, and have Heng Zhi's natural wealth, and you can follow suit to make a lot of money," said the old Taoist.

Jian Heng curled his lips after hearing this: "That sounds good!"

"What does it mean to speak nicely? If possible, please let me try it tomorrow morning!" said the old man.

"What if it doesn't work?" Jian Heng asked.

The old Taoist said: "You will see the effect in a day, and you are too impatient. How about I have a one-month appointment with you. If within a month, more than half of the students come to follow me to practice Taoism, I will How about returning your food expenses for this month and compensating you for one month's student fees?"

"Then let you wait for another month." After thinking for a while, Jian Jian said.

Now Jian Heng also wants to understand that the old man cannot be a spy, because the country really thinks highly of him. But this old man has something to do with He Ye, and Jian Heng is also a little interested in this old man at the moment, so he thinks he might as well stay for a month. ()