A newborn baby has a bad brain and is tired if he wants something.

The eyes cannot adapt to the light, and it feels uncomfortable to squint slightly, so I can only pretend to be blind and close all day.

Han Xuan always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say something went wrong.

For example, someone around him speaks English for a while, but suddenly he becomes a man and a woman speaks Chinese again. And the sound sounds strange, which is different from any dialect, but it looks a bit like a foreign accent.

There was also the bleating sound of sheep outside. Hey, what's the noise? The Labrador licked his face with a big tongue, making him saliva. A woman's anger immediately sounded around him, and he took a towel to wipe his face.

I can understand English and Han Xuan (I was beaten with a stick when I was a child).

The accent is very pure American, and the woman said: "Go out and play, pudding, don't bully my son."

"What is pudding, what is son?"

Han Xuan was confused and was picked up before he could think carefully. He could only hear the woman saying softly: "Good baby, drink milk, you must grow up quickly."

"Baby, um, I can understand this sentence, milk... milk!"

"Become a kid!?"

The woman saw her son clenching his fists, kicking his legs, and his little face wrinkled. She kept humming, thinking that it would be uncomfortable to hold him, so she changed her position and again...

Not long after, Han Xuan surrendered. As a newborn baby, even a big baby, his power was still too small to resist this violent behavior.

"So humiliating, so sad and angry. When will this day end..."

Before he could think about it, the feeling of sleepiness came again.

After more than ten days, the new mother was able to get out of bed and walk, the young nurse Bella went back, and Han Qianshan drove her to the Great Falls City in person.

There is no need to take care of the couple because they find it easy to take care of their son, and it is not as difficult as others say, such as wetting the bed, crying at night, etc.

Thinking of Bella's still surprised eyes when she left, Guo's mother felt a little complacent.

Because my son wants to pee, or is hungry, he will scream twice, and always squat by his side, the beige Labrador who is responsible for taking care of him, just licking his saliva pudding, and immediately go to the hostess or male owner to solve the problem.

He doesn't cry normally. Apart from sleeping, the baby spends most of the time lying down and playing with his fingers or thinking about his life. He looks very serious and indescribable to his face.

The sun shines among the birch forest, and a thick layer of yellow leaves falls at the roots, which looks very beautiful from a distance.

In the yard surrounded by fences, the grass stretches out from the door, and the lonely Angus cow sways its tail and eats grass, and is very strong.

Under the eaves of the wooden house, Han Xuan was held by his mother, and his little eyes were looking around. This was a scene he had never seen in the city in his previous life.

The cold airflow in northern Canada will soon move south, and the alfalfa flowers are harvested, leaving behind a short root, and then stored as food for cattle and sheep in winter.

New seeds have been sown, and the eyes will be full of green again in spring next year.

More than a month is enough for Han Xuan to recognize many things.

In 1983, the calendar on the pine wood wall clearly stated in 1983, the "high-end" 19-inch black and white TV at home also proved this fact.

My mother who is holding her in this life is named Guo Feng. Like Han Qianshan, the father who was the cowboys who drove sheep, they are both Chinese Americans. They have come to the United States since their grandfather's generation.

My ancestors were all from Jiangsu. During the war, my family couldn't have enough food. I happened to encounter the United States that needed workers to build railways. They traveled across the ocean together and brought their families to the United States. They stayed here after a while.

At this generation, in addition to being able to read and write Chinese, their living habits are similar to those of Americans.

The older generation can endure hardships, and with the efforts of both generations, they have accumulated considerable wealth.

Chinese people like to buy land, which has become the "instinctive desire" written in our genes.

The couple got married two years ago, and they were childhood sweethearts. After thinking about it, they bought this Snow-mountain-ranch ranch, which is more than 20,000 acres, referred to as S-M-R ranch, which means S-mountain ranch in Chinese.

Next to the Flathead National Forest Park, you can see a continuous snow-capped mountain looking out from behind the house. The elders felt that the name was appropriate, and the couple also liked it very much, so they kept the original name.

I heard that the elderly people far away in California, Han Xuan's grandparents and grandfather, were rushing to Montana. They delayed their delays a few days ago and could not see their eldest grandson, so they came over in a hurry.

Whenever family history education is educated, Han Xuan will widen his eyes and listen with relish. His father in this life did not expect that his son would be exposed to his old father in a few words. Even though he knew that the baby could not understand, he would still talk to himself when he was fine.

Cooperating with the baby's serious expression, they get along very harmoniously with each other, and Guo's mother was smiling next to her.

Occasionally, Han Xuan was also secretly sad, wondering if his father would be heartbroken in his previous life.

But after calming down and thinking about it carefully, time has returned to 1983. Maybe my father is still wearing open-crotch pants under the corner to play with mud! I feel much more comfortable thinking about it like this.

Lanlan yawned in his mother's arms, changed his position and continued to spit bubbles in his mouth. He looked at the fence with his eyes squintedly, a group of divine beasts, grass and mud horses galloped past, and the unruly Sanqi's hair fluttered in the wind, looking like a handsome boy.

The father Han Qianshan and mother Guo Feng had not named Han Xuan a month ago. It was not that they didn’t want to, but that the old people had issued a death order a month ago and would wait for them to come.

The couple had no choice but to think about it, so they gave Han Xuan a nickname.

"Han! Bao! Bao!"

Han Xuan bit his little mouth and burst into tears.

Two more days passed, and the weather was clear this morning, and the cowboys had just driven herds of Angus cattle to the pasture to eat grass.

The cows took a leisurely walk, and led by a cow to the last wave of fresh grass before the arrival of winter.

The remaining people carry large iron vats. Later, someone will come to buy fresh milk and load it into trucks to big cities to sell for packaging. The economy has been in a downturn recently, and they will occasionally make some cheese, so that the shelf life will be longer than fresh milk.

There are more than 300 Holstein cows in the Snow Mountain Ranch. The annual output of one cow is 7,000 to 8,000 kilograms. Based on a gallon, which is about 3.78 liters, the annual income of selling milk alone is more than 100,000 US dollars.

At this time, the US dollar did not depreciate like later generations. The arrival of the economic crisis has caused Americans to be unemployed on a large scale. Of course, in the era without advanced machines, relying on manual milking alone would be a big expense every day.

It's almost noon.

The roar of cars came from the small road in the forest, and an old-fashioned Cadillac drove into the gate of the yard.

The old cowboy Barton was setting up a fence. A irritable cow kicked it out two days ago. He obviously had seen this car. He put down the work in his hand and raised his head. He smiled and shouted to Fang at the door: "Hey! Han, it's so pleasant to see you. My friend, let's go fishing by the lake when I'm free! There are many big guys in the lake now."

It looks like the traces of years of time. The old Cadillac Eldorado car, the door slowly opened, and the driver's seat was in a Chinese man in his 50s. This is Han Baobao's grandfather Han Qi in this life, and the one who was walking down the passenger seat was his grandmother.

Of course, it was the first time Han Xuan saw them. When he first met the old man, his mother hugged him and walked towards the door of the yard, and said with a smile: "Dad, mom, you are here. I received a call yesterday saying that you are in Utah, but I didn't expect it to be here so soon."

"It's not your mother yet. I'll urge me to go on the road at four or five o'clock." He smiled and hugged old Patton on the back. Old Man Han Qi said excitedly: "Hey Patton, of course! But I'll talk about it in a few days. I have to take a good look at my eldest grandson!"

"He is so cute, I love him so much!" Old Patton turned his head and looked at Guo Feng who had just stood in front of him, and laughed loudly: "Haha, you guys talk. I will continue to get the fence ready. Remember to bring good wine in a few days!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and touched the child's smooth face. Grandpa Han Qi also acted the same way, and he pinched it. Perhaps because the hand felt so good, he didn't let go of his hand for a long time.

Han Xuan rolled his eyes helplessly and raised his hand to interrupt his movements. Unfortunately, his clothes were too thick and he could only stretch his face to accept his fate.

Grandma was carrying a big bag and small bag. Judging from the exposed things, most of them were children's clothes and supplies. She gently kicked the unscrupulous old man and said angrily: "The veteran is not serious, what should I do if my grandson hurts me?"

At this moment, a pair of watery gratitude eyes immediately threw themselves over.

Old Man Han let go of his hand angrily, and his family status was clearly visible.

Grandma took the baby from her daughter-in-law and smiled on her face.

After a while, a fiery red Ferrari convertible 250GT also drove over, and from a distance, an old man with sunglasses waved and said, "Hi! Grandmaster!"
Chapter completed!