Jones and Anderson drove the newly arrived batch of Symental calfs to a pasture a kilometer away for stocking. At this moment, they rode back on the tall Quat horses and planned to have lunch and rest for a while.

Anderson said to Jones: "When you meet someone you like, you have to confess your love. A new French restaurant has opened in the town. It tastes not very good, but the environment is pretty good. You can take Sarah to sit there.

The ratio of men and women in the ranch is uneven. If you don’t go to make an appointment, others will ask for an appointment in a few days.

Come on, my friend.”

"Well, the feeling this time is different from before. I feel that she is the one who can really like. I will ask her next time I see me..."

Jones heard the sound of a tractor coming from behind him.

Drive the horse to the side of the road, and a red tractor head appeared. He turned his body sideways and almost fell off the horse's back in fear. He shouted loudly: "Winnie!?"

As a veteran, Anderson was about to continue teaching Jones about his love experience. When he heard the scream, he turned around and his eyes widened instantly and glared until it almost cracked!

I saw Winnie sitting in the driver's seat.

He curled up his waist like a big fur ball, holding the steering wheel seriously on his face. Every novice who has just learned to drive is like Winnie at this moment.

The two of them now stretched out a bear's paw and waved it. They said hello, patted their chests, and shouted with pride.

Continue to move forward slowly in one stop, as slow as a snail.

Jones and Anderson were stunned, and even the Quat Horse under the seat forgot to leave.

Watching Winnie drive the tractor and drive by...

"Anderson, is it that my eyes are blurred?

I smoked half of marijuana last night and haven't woken up yet?" Jones asked dumbly, raising his arms and pinching his face, it hurts.

"No, I saw it too, Winnie was driving."

The two looked at each other, took a deep breath, turned their heads and stared at the tractor and the back of the bear above.

Anderson shouted: "Go and chase! There are many people on the road, don't be hit by it!"

"Let's go! My god, the bear has become a spirit!"

Winnie moved forward with the smell. Seeing a bend ahead, she quickly turned the steering wheel and turned it back. She immediately turned back.

The car was too fast and the front of the car crashed into a section of the roadside railing.

It was very excited about this. It was now that two old acquaintances were riding a horse by themselves and gradually became dissatisfied with the slow car.

When you step on the accelerator with your feet, the old tractor and the car are constructed differently. The degree is only a little faster, and it is at most fifteen miles away, but it still can't catch up with the two of them.

This guy recalls when Old John taught students, he seemed to use the small iron rod on his right hand. It stepped on the clutch pedal and pushed one frame, one frame after another, another frame...

The accelerator under your feet has been stepped to the bottom, and the gear shifting rate increases rapidly every time. Don’t look at the heavy tractor, it’s easy to reach forty feet!

The car raised a lot, and the hair on its face was blown by the wind, and its little eyes showed a surprise light. It was not familiar with how to operate the steering wheel, so it rubbed the railings on the side of the road again.

Anderson asked the pedestrians to hide away, and noticed the sound of the tractor changed. Looking back, he almost didn't feel scared.

In the field of vision, a tractor with black smoke was surging and approaching him quickly like a train.

I hurriedly squeezed the horse's belly and let the horse run. I occasionally saw the ranch employee walking on the roadside and shouted: "Do not, hide on the roadside!"

Winnie is not stupid. He is a little afraid of his current level and feels that he cannot control it.

He slightly released the accelerator, stepped on the brakes, held the steering wheel firmly, and stared at the front without blinking.

I have a rough understanding of the tractor, which is nothing more than those sets of actions. When I saw a car coming from the fork, it also knew how many times it needed to honk the horn to remind me.

The car was kept at about twenty-five meters, and the front front of the motorcycle was filled with smoke. The smell made Vini retching, and the face was humanized and disgusting.

When you encounter a small curve, turn the steering wheel again. It has found a small secret. Turn the steering wheel to wherever you turn.

At the beginning, the tractor kept shaking while driving, and now it made great progress. It drove at least five or six hundred meters and had not hit the railing.

Anderson and Jones were really afraid of walking with this road killer. Jones ran to the front as a traffic policeman and evacuated oncoming vehicles and pedestrians.

Anderson drove his horse and ran with the tractor on the flat grass on the roadside.

Seeing Winnie's concentration, a strange thought emerged: "It's really good at driving, otherwise it wouldn't be driving more than a kilometer on the road!"

There are small hills ahead, and the roads are paved along the valley.

Winnie stepped on the brakes, then stepped on the clutch to the bottom with her left foot and pulled the lever backward until the car fell down.

Slowly turning and then turning, crushing many flowers and plants, but finally came safely. The front of the car was sunken, and the paint was also scratched. This was a masterpiece left by a large stone.

After a difficult passage through this road, the roadside railings were gone and the terrain became flat.

It roared, scaring away the Holstein cows on the way, finding the direction of the owner, leaving the road to drive a tractor, pressing the tender grass and seizure away.

The roaring sound scared the hare in the grass...

A policy of cutting off children and grandchildren is implemented for carp in the river, and even small fish are not allowed.

March is the spawning period for fish, and other fish are not allowed to be fished, but Asian carp is not on the list of banned fishing, not to mention that fish protection was not strictly carried out in the 1990s.

Unless you are lucky and caught by the police on the spot, no one will care about fishing in the river, provided that you don’t have to be used for commercial purposes.

After Han Xuan called, he asked someone to make a fish ball machine that can process fish balls and remove thorns.

If a group of top students from MIT’s mechanical department cannot make such a simple machine, they will doubt how they sent the rockets to heaven.

A hot air balloon floated up in the distance, with a cartoon avatar of a panda painted on the white cloth, and the surface of the hot air balloon was covered with cartoon shapes of various animals.

From their current location, they float between the blue sky, white clouds and snow-capped mountains.

Han Xuan asked: "Can the hot air balloon sit? I want to try it."

"There are already tourists, but the weather forecast says it will rain today.

Look at the south, it’s getting darker, so it’s better to go and play tomorrow.”

Old Patton replied to him, "The cold storage in the cafeteria is almost full of fish. If there are no more places to be placed, there is no need to catch them."

"Okay, that's it.

Dispose of the river clams and give them to the cafeteria to cook at night.

Huh? Who drives a tractor on the grass? Such a heavy guy will die in the grass where you press it.

…Winnie!?”

When the car approached, Han Xuan shouted in shock when he saw the big brown head.

On the tractor, Winnie released the accelerator and stepped on the brakes violently.

This miserable tractor emitted a large cloud of black smoke, and drove forward for a while for a while, and the engine was shut down.

It shook its head and jumped out of the car, ran to Han Xuan and said something.

Han Xuan didn't listen to a word and twisted its semi-circular fluffy little ears, "Are you crazy?!

Oh my god, how could you drive!” (To be continued.)8

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Chapter completed!