Zhang Chi, who was squatting on the ground and playing with the grass in boredom, really couldn't stand his sister anymore, so he opened his mouth and said.
Nearly ten minutes have passed since Zhang Juan decided to throw the sweat pad by herself. The sweat pad is still held in Zhang Juan's hand. Judging from the current situation, it is estimated that the sweat pad can be thrown up at noon today.
It's pretty quick.
Zhang Juan's temper got worse. If she didn't do a perfect job, she wouldn't be able to earn anything, which made Zhang Chi not know what to say for a while.
"I don't believe you if you do anything for me. I can't do such a small thing well."
After saying that, Zhang Juan twisted her waist, shook her arms, and the sweat pad in her hand spread out into a large flat surface in the air, covering it towards the horse's back.
The sweat pad fell on the horse's back.
"Perfect!" Zhang Juan looked at the sweat pad she put on and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.
As soon as Zhang Chi saw it, he immediately walked to the side of the horse in two steps. While congratulating his sister, he reached out and pulled the sweat pad on his side.
The sweat pad on Zhang Juan's side was fully unfolded, but the sweat pad on the other side was a little cornered. How dare Zhang Chi let her sister continue to throw it away like this, so she flattened it directly to save her sister from throwing it away like this.
By noon, Zhang Chi will probably be able to kill him with one shot.
This side had just been smoothed, but Zhang Juan had already come over. Seeing that this side was as smooth as her own, she nodded with satisfaction.
"This time is the perfect cushion," Zhang Juan said happily.
Zhang Chi just wanted to be happy, but when he thought about the saddle behind him, his heart suddenly became cold. He was almost dying from the sweat pad. The saddle was not...
For a moment, Zhang Chi felt that his forehead was getting bigger.
It's a pity that his forehead is too big for use. My sister has already picked up the saddle with a smile.
That's right! It's really awkward, and it's obviously a bit laborious.
"Sister, this saddle is too heavy, how about I help you swing it up?" Zhang Chi said immediately to please.
Zhang Juan shook her head: "No, I have to do this myself! When you study, you have to look like you are studying. If you leave everything to others, it would be better not to study at all!"
Very determined, so painfully firm that Zhang Chi, the younger brother, didn't know what to say. He inevitably complained in his heart: If you had been so determined when you were studying, you would have been able to go to Qingbei, why would you go to a normal school?
After Zhang Chi looked at it, he felt that he should not stay here anymore. Anyway, the horse was chosen honestly. Even now, he is a little annoyed. The horse still looks calm and has such a good temper.
I really don't know how good it is.
"Sister, I'm going to go back and have a look. I don't know if my aunt and mother have prepared the meal."
Zhang Chi prepared to leave on the food road.
Zhang Juan didn't think too much. She was thinking about how to use skill to put the saddle on the horse's back. People who read more books are very good at thinking.
Generally speaking this is a good thing, but sometimes it doesn't work.
This kind of work is purely physical, and it's useless to think about it there. Once the saddle is thrown on, it is thrown on. If you can't throw it off, you can't talk about cleverness. Isn't that nonsense?
What is this like? Some martial arts scammers call them masters. Guys like Five Continuous Whips always tell you that you need to use skill. When skill is used well, it seems that any power can be resolved! Tai Chi subdues all things.
Already.
If you think about it, this is possible. As the old saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people. If you don't have strength, you won't be able to do anything. People are bullied by others, and their country is beaten by other countries.
Is it possible that Zhang Juan, who is not strong enough, still wants to throw the saddle on the horse at will like Zhang Chi?
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the result she wanted.
"go Go".
Zhang Juan responded casually.
When Zhang Chi heard this, he immediately climbed onto Chi Yanshan's back.
Chiyanshan probably got tired of being idle, so as soon as his master got on the horse, he spread his hooves and ran away.
Zhang Chi rode the horse for twenty or thirty meters, then looked back in the direction of his sister and let out a sigh of relief.
After returning to the door of the house, Zhang Chi turned over and dismounted.
Seeing no one outside, he entered the house, only to find that grandpa and others were not in the house either. Only grandma, aunt, mother and Melika were in the kitchen.
"Why are you the only ones here? Where are my father and the others?" Zhang Chi asked.
When Miao Guifang saw her grandson coming back, she immediately said, "We are all playing outside. Just in time, you are back. Let's get ready for dinner. Hey, where is your sister?"
Zhang Chi said: "I'm practicing saddle swing. I guess I won't be able to swing it well after an hour or so."
Others don't think there is any problem, because most people here can't ride a horse, and the aunt who can ride a horse is also half-assed, and every time she rides a horse, someone saddles the horse for her.
Only Melika had a strange expression on her face, but she didn't ask.
"Go, ask her to come home for dinner, and let your father and others come in at the door," Miao Guifang said.
Zhang Chi said: "My father and the others were not at the door. I didn't see them when I entered the house."
"Then go and look for them. How far can they go?" Li Xiumei felt that her son was a bit stupid. You wouldn't look for someone if you didn't see them?
Zhang Chi heard this and went outside.
"You go find Grandpa and the others, and I'll go see my sister," Melika said at this time.
Zhang Chi said: "Then you."
"I'll ride your horse," said Merica.
When they talked about horse riding, Miao Guifang and Li Xiumei both looked worried, but they didn't say anything. The grandson's daughter-in-law is a good granddaughter-in-law, but that doesn't mean that the granddaughter-in-law has no temper. Both of them think that Melika is a good child.
But I also know that Melika must be a girl with a very good idea.
Neither of them wanted to get involved in the relationship between their grandson, their son, and their daughter-in-law. They also didn't want to enjoy the service of their grandson's daughter-in-law, so when they had anything to say, they always spoke to Zhang Chi, asking if Merika had any opinions.
This kind of thing has never happened before. At most, I was concerned about it for a while.
Zhang Chi also agrees with what his grandmother and mother did. They have different living habits, knowledge levels, and perspectives. They also have different feelings about the same thing. Zhang Chi does not feel that he has the ability to unify between his elders and his wife.
What thoughts.
Not to mention doing this kind of thing, even Zhang Chi didn't dare to think about it. Changing one's views on a matter is still an unimportant thing. Only a stupid person can do it.
As soon as Zhang Chi and Melika left the door, Gu Ying said to them: "It's okay, my wife here, let alone riding a horse at this time, it's not uncommon to ride a horse with a big belly. It's the first time someone has a baby."
We’ll be in the fields in two days, and we’ll be able to drive the cattle in two or three days.”
"This... is not confinement?" Miao Guifang was shocked. She felt that Americans were too careless. What the hell are American men? Are they so inconsiderate to their own wives?
Li Xiumei didn't care what happened to other people's daughters-in-law. She only cared about her own daughter-in-law. She was afraid that if Melika wasn't careful at this time, she might get sick in the future, and she would be the one who would suffer.
As soon as Gu Ying looked at the faces of the two people, he knew that what he said was in vain, so he had to smile and say nothing, and continued to look at the pot in front of him.
Zhang Chi began to search around, and he could see everything else. There was only one place that he couldn't see through, and that was the small forest to the east of the house.
The forest was originally a broad-leaved forest. Zhang Chi planted some fruit trees on the east side of the original forest, turning it into a small orchard for the pasture.
If a group of people had not gone far, they would most likely be in this small fruit forest.
Zhang Chi came to the forest and heard voices coming from inside, so he knew he was looking for the right one.
I walked into the forest and found that my grandfather, father and uncle were holding a pomegranate tree and seemed to be talking about something.
"time to eat"
Zhang Chi said something to the three of them.
"time to eat?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiaren immediately let go of the branch he was holding.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Chi asked casually.
Zhang Youpeng and his son Zhang Chi explained: "Look at the fruit trees here. They are growing well, but they are not well taken care of."
"I just plant some at will, and the fruit will grow as I want. My uncle will play with it when he comes over. Normally I don't have time to play with these fruit trees."
Zhang Chi said it as if he was very busy. In fact, most of the ranch work is now done by cowboys. Cannon did the work of cowboys and ranch managers, and he and Melika were just the bosses.
Melika also arranges time every day to study, read the news, or keep fit. What does Zhang Chi have to do? If sleeping and playing are counted, he is so busy that his feet cannot touch the ground. If not, he has nothing to do.
This word is tailor-made for him.
"You have to make time even if you don't have time. It's a pity that you waste such a good fruit tree like this," Zhang Jiaren said.
Zhang Jiaren has never raised fruit trees specifically, but isn't the land used intensively now? Some areas in the village are planted with fruit trees. Zhang Jiaren has done this work and has also learned some experience in managing fruit trees.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it is only half-level, but in front of Zhang Youliang, Zhang Youpeng, and the eldest grandson Zhang Chi, he is considered an expert.
What's more, the three people in front of him are all his juniors, so it would be even more satisfying to show off this knowledge!
"Uncle, his knowledge of fruit trees is really amazing. I heard a lot of things for the first time." Zhang Youliang flattered his uncle. He didn't know many things, but he knew some things, even if it was just a little bit of what Zhang Jiaren said.
If not, Zhang Youliang deserves praise.
To make the old man happy, what is filial piety? It means not to cause trouble to the elders!
Zhang Jiaren said he was addicted, but he clearly showed that his knowledge was far less important than his belly. Although he ate a whole night of meat last night, it had already been eight or nine hours, and he should be hungry.
Dusting off his hands, Zhang Jiaren said, "Let's not talk about it for now. Let's take a look at the fruit trees after dinner. Dachi, do you have any pruning shears at home?"
"Yes, yes!" Zhang Chi said repeatedly.
"Then find it for me after dinner, and I will prune the branches for you. Such a good fruit tree, hey! It is really useless in your hands." Zhang Jiaren thought it was such a pity that the good fruit tree fell into the hands of his true grandson!