The American Scripture

Zhen Fan is Bruce, and Bruce is Zhen Fan. After spending one piece of time, the Anthony family and the old Jack still accepted this fact, and finally got used to it. Although it is still a bit awkward, it is better than a complete Strangers are much better. . . And at the request of Zhen Fan, this news was not recalled by other people in the town, because Zhen Fan did not want to live in the gratitude of everyone, which would make people feel embarrassed.

So Anthony and Old Jack both understood what Zhen Fan was thinking, so they didn't plan to say anything to others. Just let Zhen Fan enter this town in such a primitive state, this is also a kind of restart.

"Do you really plan to buy a farm here?" The pastures on the prairie are growing very well. When Zhen Fan and Rachel were riding horses on the prairie, Rachel asked Zhen Fan again, "There is no Los Angeles here. It’s prosperous, and there is no high-end villa like yours. You can only see hills, slopes and pastures. Of course...there are also those cows, sheep and horses! I like these!"

"I know, so I like these too. People's thinking is resonant, maybe what you like is what I like." Zhen Fan smiled, slowly pulling the horse towards the hillside, the sky was a little gloomy Rachel looked at the sky as if a dark cloud was about to be suppressed.

"It's going to rain, let's go back, I don't want to get soaked!" Rachel said to Zhen Fan, "But... after the rain, the woods on the hillside over there are the most unforgettable Place, and there is a huge lake over there, but unfortunately your ranch is next to that lake. It was not circled in."

"I can buy it!" Zhen Fan smiled, "Let’s take a look. I like trees like this. The flowers and the lake feel like one. If it rains, the lake will have an intoxicating charm, no I know if the lake here can give me this feeling. Do you want to go together?"

"Of course, if I go back like this, should I say to my father: I'm sorry, Jack, I lost Zhen. He doesn't know where now, maybe in the Lake District, God knows if he has become the big fish there. A snack after lunch. Don’t worry. Here, I protect you!" Rachel giggled, "Let’s go, try your riding skills!"

Rachel galloped. Zhen Fan followed her closely behind. The two are like happy birds on the grassland. Ups and downs in the pasture, toward the lake in the woods.

But just when they were approaching the lake, a sudden heavy rain fell. The rain was so heavy that Rachel was soaked in an instant. Her jeans and white shirt were all glued to her body and her hair was wet. Water was dripping down, she couldn't see the road ahead at all!

"Zhen. We can't go out!" Rachel shouted loudly. Trying to call Zhen Fan in the storm, but she also knows that this kind of hope is too slim. Even if they are less than a few meters apart, in such a heavy storm, they may get lost and not see each other. She got off the horse, with the help of the horse's body, blocked part of the wind and rain, wiped the rain off her face, so that she could see a little bit clearly. But still can't see anything.

"Zhen, where are you?" She yelled, and suddenly regretted it. I really shouldn't be so rash.

Just when Rachel felt a little desperate, a warm hand suddenly held her hand, which made her shiver with coldness and immediately felt a warm current spread all over her body, and she was about to cry in surprise. At the time, I heard Zhen Fan's voice saying in her ear: "We leave here, there is a wooden house in front of us, let's go there to hide!"

Rachel was not allowed to object at all, so he took her hand and went over there, one of his clothes was shining on Rachel’s head, and the other hand was holding the reins of two horses. . Walked over there with a deep foot and a shallow foot. Actually... Zhen Fan can avoid the rain, but he didn't do that.

Experiencing the pure and natural feeling is as if you have returned to the way you were before. This is the life of ordinary people, and what Zhen Fan wants to enjoy on this meadow is this life.

"I'm going to tie the horse in the back shed. I guess this is a temporary resting place built by someone. There are messy horseshoe prints in the back shed. I think it is the same purpose as ours!" Zhen Fan shook his body. Water, one side led the horse to the back and tied up. Only then did he walk to the back door and gently pushed it open.

The house is not big, there is a small hall inside, there is a fireplace, there is a chopped and chopped firewood, the size is neat, the small hall can be set up with a small table, and then three or four chairs are already filled Up this small living room. There is a bedroom next to the small living room. Zhen Fan walked over and checked it. There were only simple beds and a writing desk, which were also made of wood. Next to the writing desk is a chair.

Seeing that there was nothing suspicious and nothing that could hurt him, Zhen Fan was relieved. When he walked to the fireplace, Rachel had already made a fire and was adding wood to the fireplace. The fire soon burned. Flourish. Rachel has lived in such a place for a long time, so there is no problem dealing with such things.

A copper pot was hung diagonally above the fireplace, which seemed to be used for boiling water. There was a small pool built outside the shed behind which was covered. Zhen Fan took the copper pot and poured a pot of water, and then hung it. Burning. There was a simple set of tea sets on the table, two of them were taken out and washed, and then they were sitting by the fireplace and roasting.

"You're good at it!" Rachel took off the shirt and jeans outside, and was drying on the chair while she was wearing only underwear. She looked at Zhen Fan and shyly shrank back.

This small gesture made Zhen Fan laugh. He also took off his pants and bake there as well. Soon there was steaming heat from his clothes. Zhen Fan couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Rachel and said: " Unexpectedly, your figure is pretty good. Is this a gift from nature?"

"I admire you more!" Rachel laughed, and the little shyness just disappeared. She looked at Zhen Fan and then at the fireplace, "It seems that you are really a qualified farmer. Where did the experience come from?"

"Some things...maybe they are born, I'm a genius!" Zhen Fan smiled, and the two of them just chatted about each other. After almost half an hour, the heavy rain did not even mean to stop, but the clothes were already dry, and the two of them put on again.

"Although you are a natural farmer, you don't stay here often! So you are still an unqualified farmer!" Rachel dressed up, "Are you going to make this your annual vacation place? My father is sure I hope you come because of your coming. It means he can..."

"Shhh!" Zhen Fan suddenly put his finger to his lips and made a silent motion, "Someone is coming!" He was about to pick up a wooden stick. Stand by the door.

"Don't do this, Zhen, you better not!" Rachel smiled and waved to Zhen Fan. "At this time, the only person who is here to take shelter from the rain is the owner of this cabin. We have come here without saying hello..."

"I know. But isn't it all in the movie? Forest, hut, man and woman, and then a perverted killer, have you seen "Hatchstick" or "Deadly Bend"? "You should have seen it too!" Zhen Fan said, walking to the fireplace again.

With a "creak", the door opened, and then a tall and sturdy man in his fifties walked in from the outside, shy, but very burly. He laughed as soon as he entered the door: "I smelled a fire outside, so... I came here. How? Little guys, did you bother you?"

"Actually...no, we didn't get permission..." Rachel seemed to want to explain.

"You are Rachel, I know you, I am from the town next door, I know your father, Jack, I like him, and I even had a drink with him! Can I sit down?" The old man walked over , Looked at a chair next to him.

"This is your room, you can arrange it at will!" Zhen Fan shrugged at him.

"Are you... a Chinese?" The old man looked at Zhen Fan and narrowed his eyes, as if he was a little interested.

"Yes, but old Jack and I are also friends!" Zhen Fan nodded, "Why do you think that I am a Chinese rather than a Japanese or Korean or even Vietnamese?"

The old man sat down and unfolded his clothes. Even though he was wearing a raincoat, his clothes were still wet, but he didn't need to take it off to bake. He just sat by the fireplace and the heat came out.

"This is easy to identify, because in recent years, people from the Chinese people have come to buy pastures in several nearby towns. I don't know why you did this. Is it fashionable to be a farmer in a foreign country? "The old man smiled, then stretched out his hand to Zhen Fan, "Marcus Nelson, the owner of this wooden house."

Zhen Fan leaned over, shook hands with him, and smiled: "I know you are the owner of the wooden house, and...you must also be the owner of the big lake next to it, right?"

"Of course, a great lake. What do you know my favorite is doing? Fishing on the lake, I can even sit for a day~www.wuxiaspot.com~ even if I can't catch one." Marcus said to Zhen Fan Laughing, "Let me guess, you must have taken a fancy to my lake, do you want to buy it?"

"Why see?" Zhen Fan shrugged to him, "I also think the lake is beautiful, but it may not be bought, which does not prevent me from admiring it. And... the pasture I bought is near Your lake, unless you cover it with cloth, otherwise, you can't hide its beauty."

"Haha, this is the most beautiful thing I've ever heard!" Marcus laughed, then looked at Rachel and smiled, "Is that how he captured your heart? But... he wants it. It’s not easy for Old Jack to shut down!"

Rachel wanted to say that he had already passed that level, but isn't it an overstatement to show that he has anything to do with Zhen Fan? Thinking of this, her face turned a little red, and she stopped talking.

"I know you won't sell your lake, but I still can't help but ask, if... you want to sell, just tell me, tell old Jack, I hope to get her, money is not a problem! "Zhen Fan looked at Marcus and said sincerely, "Actually... after buying it, I can only sit here and fish for a day like you!" (To be continued...)

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