Miller looked at the translation pen in Xiaoxiao's hand with curiosity. He had never thought that there was such a thing in the world.
To be honest, Zhang Chi never thought about it. It was only when he returned to China that he discovered that there was such a thing.
Maybe it's also available in the United States, but he doesn't know about it.
Since Zhang Chi doesn't know about it, then the possibility of Miller knowing about it is naturally not high. They are not very educated people. They have nothing to do with pretending to have this coin, and they have studied the language. Isn't that a joke?
"This translator of yours is quite fun." Yang stretched out his hand and pointed at the recording pen in Xiaoxiao's hand.
Xiaoxiao didn't understand. He shook his head and put the recording pen in front of Yang's face, indicating to Yang that he would use the pen to translate.
Yang was also smart and immediately repeated it, and now Xiaoxiao understood.
"Hey, this is what you were talking about, I gave it to you!"
Xiaoxiao said something to the recorder, and then put the entire recorder into Yang's hand.
Yang was shocked by Xiaoxiao's generosity.
"Keep it, we still have it at home!" Xiaoxiao said generously, straightening his chest as he spoke. The guy looked like a little rich man, only with a piece of cloth on his forehead.
Looking at the little guy's appearance, and then looking at the recorder in Yang's hand, Zhang Chi felt a little worried for his brother-in-law. He felt that it was really unlucky for his brother-in-law's family's money to be spent on such a wasteful thing.
"Give it back to others, don't accept gifts from others," Miller said to his son.
Yang listened without any hesitation, nodded and returned the recording pen in his hand to Xiaoxiao.
For Yang, there is also a part in tutoring where he can easily take other people's things, so although Yang likes this thing, he really won't accept Xiaoxiao's gifts.
Zhang Chi and Miller were very close to each other, they were good friends, and the children chatted enthusiastically, so their horses were almost close to the fence, so that the two children could reach them with their hands.
The other party delivers things very quickly.
Xiaoxiao reached out and pushed the recorder back, and said proudly: "Keep it, you can teach me English when you have time in the future!"
Zhang Chi really didn't expect Xiaoxiao to be able to do this at such an old age. If he didn't look at his age, Zhang Chi would have thought that this child had already joined the society. This little gift was so smooth and natural.
Look, you are obviously giving something to others, but you make others feel that it is nothing to take the thing yourself. Why should you teach Xiaoxiao English?
Americans are not good at being polite, and they naturally like gifts, so after one or two trips back and forth, Miller asked his son to accept the gifts.
After chatting for about ten minutes, Zhang Chi and Miller separated. The two little guys felt a little reluctant to leave.
"goodbye!"
"bye!"
Zhang Chi and his nephew continued to go down the fence, while Miller took his son down to the foot of the mountain, and the two rode in opposite directions.
"Uncle, can we invite Yang to play at home?" Xiao Xiao looked at Zhang Chi expectantly.
Zhang Chi said: "People may not be free."
It's not that Zhang Chi resents Miller's son coming to play at his home, but it's a bit troublesome. What if something unexpected happens to Yang at his home?
Therefore, it is better to have fewer of these things, unless Miller himself is following, or other adults in their family are following, otherwise Zhang Chi does not want to cause such trouble for himself.
"Why, I think he seems to be quite free. Uncle, I will be obedient. Can you please invite Yang to your house?" The little guy was still a little unwilling to give up.
As for being obedient, it was just a pie that the little guy painted for Zhang Chi. How could Zhang Chi let a child give to the CPU when he was so old?
Children of this age say they are obedient? Then you might as well consider the possibility of letting the Chinese team win the World Cup.
"This issue is a bit complicated, and I can't explain it to you right now. Let's find a chance to see if Uncle Miller has time. If he has time, let him bring Yang over to play with you," Zhang Chi said in response.
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Zhang Chi really didn't expect that his little nephew had such social talent, but it was indeed a bit difficult to play with Yang. There are so many laws to protect children in the United States that Zhang Chi couldn't understand them.
Where is legal and where is illegal?
For example, in our country, some old people liked to pull their children's penises. If this happened in the United States, it would be strange if you didn't join the gang.
From our point of view, it is not a big deal for the elders to grab you like this, but it is not suitable here. This is not only a moral issue, but also a crime.
This is an example. It’s not that Zhang Chi likes anything. He doesn’t like it, but he doesn’t like to cause trouble for himself. Nowadays, everyone protects their children. That’s right. Zhang Chi also supports it, so he never touches others.
Children at home, save yourself the trouble.
But there was no way to explain this to the child, so Zhang Chi had to go around in circles with Xiao Xiao.
The two uncles and nephews were talking nonsense all the way on horseback, and they didn't stop talking. When they got home, Zhang Chi's voice was almost on fire. For the first time, Zhang Chi felt that talking was tiring and he also had a headache.
Once, Zhang Chi discovered that his nephew talked a lot.
When he got home, Zhang Chi took the little guy off the horse.
As soon as it hit the ground, the little thing ran with ink and edamame rushed over.
Zhang Chi looked at it, turned around and entered the house.
When I entered the house, I found that grandma, mother and aunt were already making dumplings.
So Zhang Chi washed his hands and prepared to come over to help.
"Where's Xiaoxiao?"
Miao Guifang saw that her grandson was back and Xiaoxiao was nowhere to be seen, so she asked.
"Playing with Mo Zhi and the others outside the door." Auntie Gu Ying heard the giggles coming from outside and knew what Xiao Xiao was doing now.
"oh!"
Only then did Miao Guifang notice the laughter of the children outside the door.
"Well, grandma, Xiao Xiao did something big today," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
When everyone heard this, they immediately asked curiously: "What's the big deal?"
Zhang Chi said: "Didn't I take him for a walk? I happened to meet our neighbors, the two gentlemen, who were also patrolling the field on horseback."
"Neighbor?" Gu Ying thought for a moment: "My surname is Liu?"
Zhang Chi shook his head: "How can he take his son on a tour with his ability? It's not enough to pay someone to tour the venue."
Unknowingly, Zhang Chi also picked up on the bad habits of cowboys. They like to find fault with others. Anyone who doesn't do ranch work well is not considered a real man. In short, if you don't do ranch work well, you are born with it.
A bit shorter than a human being.
Zhang Chi can't compare with others, and he can't compare with his good neighbor Lao Liu. So when he mentioned Lao Liu, Zhang Chi felt that at least in this aspect, he was more confident.
"It's Miller!" Zhang Chi said.
"Hey, it turns out it's him." Gu Ying knew who it was.
Although there are not many Gu Yings here, people who have been doing business all year round have basic skills in remembering people, so they will know who Miller is after meeting her once.
"Is there anyone named Liu here who is Chinese?" Miao Guifang asked.
"Mom, you forgot, last time Dachi said that a neighbor named Liu moved here..." Li Xiumei said.
Miao Guifang suddenly remembered, reached out and patted her forehead: "Look at my memory!"
"Okay, tell me what's going on," Li Xiumei said to her son with a smile.
Zhang Chi said: "I didn't expect Xiaoxiao to be so generous. He just gave away the recorder in his hand."
As he spoke, Zhang Chi briefly explained what happened.
After hearing this, Li Xiumei laughed and said, "This matter is nothing."
"I don't see it, Mom, your awareness of going abroad has been rising rapidly. A voice recorder is nothing." Zhang Chi joked.
Generally speaking, older people are frugal, and Li Xiumei is no exception. For someone who can negotiate half-a-day prices for a piece of green vegetables, Zhang Chi can't be surprised that it's not a big deal to give someone a voice recorder.
Li Xiumei said with a smile: "When I was in kindergarten, he even gave the little girl sitting in the same seat a digger."
"Excavator? How much is it worth?"
Zhang Chi thinks that the excavator is not made of plastic. How much can it be worth if it is all made of plastic?
"His dad bought it for him. I heard it cost more than a thousand yuan," Li Xiumei said.
Zhang Chi was a little surprised: "What excavator is worth a thousand yuan?"
Li Xiumei said: "How could I know? It can move anyway."
...Zhang Chi thought to himself, what you said doesn't mean you didn't say it. If you can't move, who would spend a thousand to buy a plastic one.
Zhang Chi didn't know that the so-called excavator Sun Yanping bought for Xiaoxiao was not only simple to move, but also had a miniature engine that could run just by adding oil to the fuel tank.
While everyone was making dumplings, they were chatting about Xiaoxiao’s interesting stories.
After about ten minutes, Xiaoxiao came back to the house, along with edamame and Chinese ink.
Seeing the adults making dumplings, Xiao Xiao's interest immediately rose.
For such older children, there are high and low levels of play. The low level is toys, the higher level is playing with water, and the highest level is playing with noodles.
So the little guy came in under the guise of drinking water. After drinking the water, he couldn't move his legs.
Within a few minutes, no one noticed that Xiao Xiao's face was already covered with flour. In addition to himself, Edamame and Ink were also sprinkled with flour.
Miao Guifang couldn't stand it anymore and said to Zhang Chi: "Take him to play with me."
Miao Guifang is not afraid of children playing with her face, but her clothes are dirty and she doesn’t want someone to wash her?
You must know that Xiaoxiao's clothes, especially the close-fitting clothes, are always hand-washed by adults. Except for the coat, they are all washed manually. Although Miao Guifang does not need to wash them, she also knows that it will be troublesome if they are dirty.
Zhang Chi then picked up Xiaoxiao and carried him out.
When he got outside the door, he put Xiaoxiao down and stood guard at the door of the house, watching him and not letting him in. So Xiaoxiao had no choice but to continue playing with the ink edamame.
After a while, Laifu came over unexpectedly, so Xiaoxiao completely forgot about playing with noodles.
This finally allowed Zhang Chi to have some leisure time. Although the children would disturb him from time to time, it was still much better than playing with the children.