"CBS' weather forecast is accurate, we are really lucky."

Old Patton leaned on the railing, took out a small pot and drank a sip of wine, and said to Han Qianshan.

It was drizzling outside, rinsing the dust in the yard clean and the flat grass looked particularly green and tender.

The vast grassland seemed to be covered with purple blankets. The cattle and sheep were all in the pen today, with no animals on it, which was very quiet.

Water droplets dripped from the eaves in a line, birch trees appeared hazy in the mist and rain, and the mountains of Flathead can be seen in the distance.

It's past nine o'clock now.

The cowboys took the forage to feed the alpacas, but the old men were very particular and didn't want to eat it after being touched with a little rain.

The lake water on the shore is a little turbid, and the soil is constantly washed by rain, and it flows into Rota Lake along the highlands.

Johnny Turtle likes this kind of weather the most. He opened his mouth ashore and slowly crawled towards the wooden house. A long mark was dragged out from the muddy ground behind him.

Under the eaves.

Han’s father shook his check happily, and the geometric symbol of JP Morgan Bank could be seen on it, and a string of numbers was written on it: 600,000.

It was delivered by Williams in the morning and it was not long after leaving.

Wheat yields had already come out yesterday, reaching 41 bushels per acre, which was very high in this era. Now the wheat is still lying in the warehouse, and when the weather is sunny, Old Williams will be dragged away.

The boy was sitting on a chair, his feet could not touch the ground, and was swaying in the air.

The short sleeves on his body are printed with the pattern of Jerry Mouse. It is a bit cold today and a white coat is added to the outside.

Fat Ding curled up in his arms, looking like a ball of hair. The cat and mouse are its favorite animations. The kitten turned around in his arms, saw the little mouse, and opened his mouth to bite it towards the clothes.

"By the way, that one, but the horse and cow are pregnant."

Xiao Hanxuan suddenly thought of this and held Fat Ding and said to his father.

"Pregnant? Whose?"

"I don't know, Martinez said it's been three months, and it should have been there when I was in Japan."

"I didn't expect that I could win the prize even if I had a partner."

Han’s father folded the check and put it in his shirt pocket, looking even happier, and said, “Tao Masao Takeda called the day before yesterday and said that Japan had already released it. The cattle were transported to the United States from the Pacific Ocean, and it would be more than ten days.”

After saying that, thinking that the 600,000 US dollars would have to pay taxes to the cow in a few days, I suddenly had a headache. I reached out and poured a cup of tea from the pot, drinking it down to suppress my shock.

Old Patton turned around and smiled at the father and son, "There will be high-end meat to be sold soon, and those things will really make money. Although the beef in the past few years is good, it is produced by Angus cattle after all. The buyer is unwilling to pay too high prices, and it is too much of a loss to sell."

After hearing the old cowboy say it, Han Xuan replied: "Look, the calf has grown up in a few years, and the buyers will beg us to sell it. Then let Grandpa Patton, you go and negotiate the price with them."

"It's so good, haha, these vampires have bullied me for years."

The sound of rain around me quieted for a moment, and was covered by a louder sound.

Han's father stood up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know, let's go..."

Before Old Patton could finish his words, a black shadow appeared in the sky, looking a little blurred in the rain.

“Helicopter?”

The boy said in surprise, jumped off the chair and ran to the railing, stretched his head out, and didn't even care about the raindrops falling on his clothes.

"Who has bought a helicopter in the nearby ranch?" Han's father turned around and asked the old cowboy.

Patton thought about it carefully and said, "No, they are all small ranches. I haven't heard of anyone buying this near Augusta."

"Maybe it might be passing by."

It was like being in a relationship with a boy, but as soon as the conversation came out, the helicopter began to descend and soon landed on the open space more than 20 meters away from the cottage.

The helicopter is very large, and looks more than ten meters long and is black all over. The propeller has not stopped yet and is very conspicuous on the grass.

"This is the 212 produced by Bell Company? It's so big." The boy murmured to himself.

My father next to him kept his head silent and said, "You are smart, why don't I know?"

At this time, the helicopter door was opened, and a figure was holding an umbrella and walking towards this side.

The rain was too heavy, and I could only see my figure, like a man. As the man got closer and closer, the boy suddenly shouted: "Grandpa!"

An umbrella was lifted up not far away, and the man smiled: "Hi, grandson, son-in-law."

The one who came was Grandpa Han Xuan of Guo Muzhou.

Now I am just 50 years old, my face is very young, and I can still see my handsome appearance when I was young.

Walking up the steps and putting away the umbrella, Guo Muzhou shook the water in his slippers.

It was quite cold today. He only wore shorts and short sleeves, shivered and said, "I came nearby for some things. I thought it was not far from here, so I just came to see you. It was sunny today in Calgary, but I didn't expect it to rain here."

Han Qianshan took the bag from his hand, walked into the room, and said, "Dad, I'll get you clothes."

"Yeah, be thicker."

Guo Muzhou turned his head and looked at it, picked up the boy and asked, "Where is your mother, isn't she at home?"

"Here, she went to Aunt Kelly's house to play and came back later."

"I'll call my wife, you guys talk, I'll go back first."

"Sit down again. It's raining outside. I haven't seen you for many years, Patton." Guo Muzhou shook hands with him with a smile.

The old cowboy picked up the umbrella and walked out, saying, "No, there are still some things to do in the cowshed. How many days are you here? Let's talk about it when you have time."

"Calgary's affairs have not been handled yet. I'm going back tomorrow. Patton, come here to have dinner together in the evening. By the way, call John."

The old cowboy nodded and turned around and walked into the rain.

"Goodbye, Grandpa Patton." The boy turned his head and looked at his grandfather and asked softly: "Calgary, Canada? What are you doing there?"

Han Qianshan had already brought the clothes, and the old man put down the boy and said while wearing them: "I was going to play at first, but later I met Zhang's favorite painting, and now I am discussing with its owner to transfer it to me."

Guo Muzhou and Mr. Han are similar in interests and like to collect these things. However, Grandpa Han Xuan likes Chinese antiques, while he prefers Western art works.

When the boy became interested when he heard his grandfather say this, he asked, "What painting?"

"It was painted by Lichtenstein in 1963. He is still alive now and the price is not high, but I like that painting very much." Guo Muzhou said with a pinch of his face when he heard the boy ask.

Xiao Hanxuan was stunned for a moment, feeling that he had heard of this name somewhere.

When the old man saw his grandson staring at him, he scratched his head: "I won't take you there this time. It's too troublesome to leave the country. I'll talk about it when I buy the nurse."

"Nurse, the name of that painting is "Nurse"?"

"You know?"

Of course, Han Xuan knew about this painting, and the news in later generations was a big deal. Its price has increased dozens of times in more than 20 years, comparable to the paintings of Picasso and Monet.

It reached US$94 million in auction in 2013. As a modern artist's work, it is really the first person under Picasso.

The boy was a little excited and narrowed his eyes and asked his grandfather: "It's in Canada now? How much does that person cost to sell it."

"I paid $3.5 million and he hasn't agreed, but it should be almost the same. The price of Lichtenstein's paintings is basically millions of dollars now, and the market is very good. It shouldn't be a loss."

"Grandpa, I didn't bring any gifts when you came to see me."

"kindness?"

"I want that painting~"

Guo Muzhou couldn't stand this spoiled tone, so he hugged Han Xuan in his lap and smiled: "You guy can spend money, okay, okay, I'll send it to you if you buy it."

"What if I can't buy it?"

"My grandfather met Lichtenstein at the New York Art Exhibition. If he doesn't work, go find him and draw another one."

After saying that, a small mouth was stamped on his face.

"Such a big snapping turtle, hey? Mini donkey?"

"It's called Jenny, this is McDull, ah, and Fat Ding..."

Han Qianshan helped pour a cup of tea and put it in front of his father-in-law: "Dad, what's going on with that helicopter?"

Guo Muzhou looked out and looked up and said, "It's not convenient to have no car. I rented it in Vancouver. I was so troublesome to come to the United States. I completed the approval documents for two days before I got off."

"That's it, I thought you bought it."

"Hi, it's seven or eight million, why am I buying this? Why? Want to try it?"

The boy and his father looked at each other and nodded repeatedly. The old man stood up with a smile and took them out.

The first time I sat here, I saw everything novel. The Bell 212 has a lot of space and can sit on more than a dozen people. There is also a small bar next to it.

Seeing his grandson happy look, Guo Muzhou smiled and greeted the driver in front. Soon after, he shook slightly and the black helicopter gradually took off.

From the window, the ground was hazy, the things were getting smaller and smaller, and there seemed to be a figure waving.

The boy pointed at the man on the ground and opened his mouth wide.

"Hey? My mom!"

ps: The contract was sent back from Taiwan, and it took a few days to sign the contract. I also asked for comments, collections, and recommendation votes. Thank you for your support~
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