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Chapter 222 Tornado Love

Chapter 222 Tornado Love

After eating two fried tofu buns, Zhang Chi took the things out of the incubator and put them in the refrigerator.

"Uncle, aunt, Xiao Lu, I'm leaving." Zhang Chi picked up the box and started to walk out.

The aunt stopped Zhang Chi and said, "Why are you leaving so soon? Just wait a moment and I'll get you something to take with you."

"No, no, I have to go to Aunt Phil now to get some fish to put in the pond," Zhang Chi said.

"Oh, then come over for lunch," said the aunt.

Zhang Chi nodded: "Yes, I will definitely come."

Only then did the aunt let Zhang Chi leave.

Driving all the way to Aunt Phil's house, I found that Aunt Phil was not at home, and the couple went to sell things again. Fortunately, there were people at home, and Aunt Phil's parents-in-law and his wife were there.

"Xiaozhang, come in quickly"

The old couple won't call them Zhang Chi, George, or anything like that. Although their Chinese is not good, they can't call people by their names wrong.

When the old couple saw Zhang Chi coming, they warmly greeted Zhang Chi into the house.

Aunt Phil's parents-in-law are now the envy of the elderly people around them, because not only do they live with their son, but their daughter-in-law has a very good personality. Not to mention hardworking, she just takes good care of the two elderly people. Almost all American daughter-in-laws

Neither can do this.

American women think that when they get married, they have formed a separate family. Whether it is with their own parents or with their husband's parents, the relationship is limited to getting together during holidays. As for living together, as long as the couple has

It's impossible for him to have any ability at all, let alone take care of his husband's parents.

American parents don’t want to?

That's nonsense. First, they are afraid of causing trouble to their children, and second, they don't want to see their wife's face.

Aunt Phil's style was highly praised by many elderly people around her.

Because they were so satisfied with their daughter-in-law, they were naturally very enthusiastic about Zhang Chi. They also liked the team-building spirit of the Chinese around Folsom and felt that the Chinese seemed to be more humane than they were.

For example, Zhang Chi will send some beef from his own ranch over when he has nothing to do. Zhang Chi's aunt will sometimes send over some prepared dishes. Of course, his wife will also send over any good things she has. After these two trips, life will naturally be smooth.

It became lively.

Zhang Chi was also an old man and was not a stranger at all. He entered the house and chatted with the two old men. The old couple also asked about Zhang Chi's ranch.

Just small talk.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Chi curiously discovered that there was a speaker in the corner of the living room. It was not strange to have a speaker at home, but it was different if there were several wheels underneath the speaker.

Seeing Zhang Chi's eyes falling on the stereo, the old lady smiled and said: "We organized people nearby to dance together, every night at seven or eight o'clock...".

Zhang Chi understood, what is this? Isn't this just square dancing? He really didn't expect that Aunt Phil would bring square dancing here.

Do older Americans not like square dancing?

Then you are really thinking wrong. Although these old people all have work at home, as long as they are human beings, there is no one who does not like the excitement, especially the old people who live alone and do not feel lonely. They are busy with the work at hand.

At home, apart from sitting and watching TV, there is also the joy of sleeping, where everyone can get together to dance and brag.

So just like that, Folsom's old square dance started.

"Very good." Zhang Chi smiled and nodded.

The old man said: "Let's go, let's help you catch fish."

Zhang Chi said quickly: "I can do it myself. I just dug a small pond and want to raise some fish for food. It doesn't take much."

"It's okay, we have nothing to do now anyway," the old man greeted Zhang Chi warmly.

Zhang Chi followed the old man out of the house and came to the side of the fish pond. Aunt Phil's house raised many varieties of fish, seven or eight species, all of which were domestic fish and were supplied to Chinese supermarkets within a hundred or two hundred miles, and even to nearby towns.

The Chinese people who live there sometimes come to buy fish.

When he got to the pond, Zhang Chi caught some miscellaneous fish, and then some small river shrimps and the like, and put them in three or four plastic bags. The old man helped Zhang Chi fill the plastic bags with itching gas.

After picking out the fish, Zhang Chi was ready to pay for it, even if the old man said nothing. He deeply understood the enthusiasm of us Chinese people and was determined not to let these idiots pollute the relationship between us.

So Zhang Chi collected his wallet and left Aunt Phil's house with several bags of fish.

When I arrived at my aunt's place, I helped take care of the guests, had lunch at about one o'clock, and went to my pasture with the fish.

As soon as he returned to his ranch, Zhang Chi was a little dumbfounded.

He saw Melika's car parked in front of his house. Not only was the car there, but there were also large and small bags on it.

"came back?"

Melika, who was moving things into the house, went out and saw Zhang Chi coming back, so she smiled and said hello.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Chi was stunned on the spot, wondering what kind of trouble this little girl Melica was going to cause.

"I don't have anywhere to go now. Is it okay to stay with you for two days?" Melika said.

Zhang Chi was even more stunned. He really didn't expect this: "You have such a big house over there and you say you have no place to live?"

Zhang Chi felt that this little girl might have some bad intentions in her heart.

Melika came to her car and continued to move things down: "I no longer work in the outdoor store, so I can't live there."

After hearing this reason, Zhang Chi subconsciously scratched the back of his head and thought it sounded like the same thing, but it didn't make sense no matter how he thought about it.

"Don't you have a ranch over there?" Zhang Chi asked again.

Melika said: "Yeah, but it's too far."

Zhang Chi's brain was down.

"What are you doing standing still? Come over and help," Melika said.

Zhang Chi drowsily helped Melika move the things from the car into the house.

Waiting for all the things to be moved, Zhang Chi's mind was still blank.

After moving her things, Melika sat down at the dining table, looked at Zhang Chi, and then waved to him: "Come here, let's talk."

Zhang Chi's mind was filled with snowflakes now. It was like there was no signal on the TV. He was in a state of confusion. After hearing this, he walked over mechanically.

Sitting next to the table, Zhang Chi looked at Melika and was ready to hear what she meant.

"I'm going to stay with you for a while now," Melica said.

Oh! Zhang Chi nodded subconsciously.

But when he came back to his senses, Zhang Chi asked: "Why?"

"For no reason, are we friends?" Melika said.

Zhang Chi blinked his eyes: "Every time I hear you say, are we friends, I feel like it's not a good thing."

"Then we are friends." Melika didn't care what expression Zhang Chi had on her face now.

During this time, Melika encountered some problems. The problem was that Melika's family wanted her to have a good talk with a young man. To put it bluntly, it was a political marriage. If some prostitutes in the country heard about this,

, which will definitely cause a stir on the Internet.

But it is quite normal to put it here. You enjoy the various resources provided by the family, and naturally you have to fulfill some obligations for the family. And a woman like Melika generally has two choices at this time,

Free love, or marriage.

Some people will say that marriage is not good, but the fact is that even if you fall in love freely, it may not be good.

Like Melika, it is inevitable that you will meet a man who wants to rise to the top in one fell swoop. There is no shortage of handsome men in any country who are good at talking and have nothing but a mouth. Such people just want to get something for nothing by relying on others.

As for the men who are married, there is no talk about feelings or feelings. At least in terms of life experience, they all have a common language. They all come from rich families. They are all similar. This is the so-called "well-matched".

If Zhang Chi didn't appear in Melika's life, she would have no objection to this arrangement. However, after getting together with Zhang Chi, if the family had such an arrangement again, she would have to think about it.

When she came to Zhang Chi a few days ago and confirmed that her feelings for Zhang Chi were different from those of ordinary men, she began to hesitate.

Everyone weighs this matter, let alone a sensible person like Melika.

Melika understood what would happen if she refused the family's arrangement, and all her previous efforts would be in vain. She also fully considered Zhang Chi's situation.

In Melika's eyes, Zhang Chi still has a bright future, and apart from anything else, he is very good at raising cattle. And Melika believes that with her own mind and Zhang Chi's ability, she will definitely develop.

Prospective.

The key is that Melika knows that she still has feelings for Zhang Chi, which is very important.

As for whether Zhang Chi can be dealt with, Melika is confident.

Melika has a decisive personality and will put aside irrelevant things when she makes a decision.

But this situation has now confused Zhang Chi.

"I decided to take our relationship to the next level, do you have any objections?" Melika said.

"ah?!"

Zhang Chi's brain is a bit exhausted.

Melika said: "Now we are lovers."

Followed by: "I think you are okay."

Zhang Chi subconsciously remembered a host named Sa. This guy said: Peking University is not bad.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Chi jumped up: "I don't agree!"

"Why?" Melika was very calm.

"Am I not beautiful?" Melika asked.

Zhang Chi shook his head and said that if Melika was not beautiful, how blind would she be? Zhang Chi was still honest.

Melika asked again: "Am I in bad shape?"

Zhang Chi glanced at Melika and shook his head again.

He couldn't say this, because Melika's figure was not bad, but very good, neither skinny nor fat. She really couldn't say that she had a bad figure.

"Then why?" Melika was a little confused.

Zhang Chi thought for a while and said: "I want love! I want to find someone who is gentle and soft-spoken...".

Zhang Chi had countless fantasies about his future girlfriend, but Melika, who strangled him at every turn, was obviously not one of them. The wife he wanted to have had black shawl hair, and when he saw him, he would smile shyly, and then

He glanced at himself out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned red.

Gentle, kind and beautiful!

Well, no!

Be beautiful, gentle and kind.

Now Melika was angry. Every time she faced Zhang Chi, she felt that she couldn't control her temper!

This is completely different from other men.

It was the same at this moment. He stood up and grabbed Zhang Chi across the table, pulled him directly onto the table, and used the strangulation technique again.

Leaning close to Zhang Chi's ear, Melika said: "Now I am your fucking love!"

ah!

Zhang Chi's mind was empty.

A song can't help but float in my heart: Love comes too fast like a tornado, unable to leave the storm circle and unable to escape...

As I was thinking about it, I even hummed.


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