Jian Heng held the note in his hand and checked the things in the car again. He began to count them one by one, and while lit them, he was muttering.

Jian Heng started sorting out these things an hour ago, but he has not finished counting them yet. The only thing that satisfies him is that almost all the places in the car can be stuffed.

"Eggs, have them, and winter melons, have them..."

Damai stood beside Jian Heng and said, "Dear, you have ordered it three times, don't need to order it anymore."

Damai and Xiaomai are preparing to go home today. Christmas will be in two days. Such an important festival is the two sisters who will definitely go home.

Generally speaking, there are two popular ways for Americans to travel long distances, one is to take a plane and the other is to drive. Many Americans drive through several states, so the United States has the title of country on wheels.

As for the Greyhound bus or trains, they are not within the main choice of Americans, especially trains. American trains are mainly freight transport, and the transporters are as slow as turtles. Compared with the domestic market, they are directly dumped into slags by the high-speed rail.

The two sisters decided to drive home, so the mount they chose was naturally Lingzhi, which Jian Heng bought. Jian Heng brought a lot of things to the two sisters, most of which were eaten, mainly fruits and vegetables produced in space, and they were afraid that the two sisters would not get used to the food outside when they returned home.

This is not Jian Heng's concern. Not many people who have eaten the vegetables here in Jian Heng will like to eat vegetables grown in greenhouses outside. Not only is barley and wheat not only unavoidable, but they are also two people with very good mouths. They can eat an egg with an egg outside.

So Jian Heng directly put down the seats in the second row and the third row, and directly changed the back into a large back compartment. Not only were there vegetables, eggs and poultry, but also a domestic ham sent by He Ye. Of course, some fruits in Jian Heng's space are indispensable.

Xiaomai stretched her head and looked at the back: "Wow, are you going to move all the house to us?"

"If I hadn't been reluctant, I could have let you move the house away." Jian Heng put down the list in his hand, reached out to grab Xiaomai, and then gently kissed her forehead.

Xiaomai hugged Jian Heng's waist, thought about his toes, gave Jian Heng a wet kiss, and then reached out to pat Jian Heng's buttocks: "Be careful when you're outside."

Jian Heng nodded and let go of wheat with one hand, took the barley beside him into his arms, kissed her, and hugged them at the same time, sucked the fragrance from the two sisters' hair, and it took a while before letting them go.

"Get in the car!"

Jian Heng gently pushed the barley and wheat.

Damai and Xiaomai opened the car door, Damai got into the driver's seat, and Xiaomai got into the passenger seat, entered the car and tied up the seat belt. The two sisters waved their hands at the window and Jian Heng.

Jian Heng blew a kiss at the two of them, then watched the car turn a corner, and then drove towards the door of the ranch.

After running for a while, Jian Heng stood at a higher place, waved his hands all the time, watching the car leave his sight and drill into the road covered by trees.

When he returned to the door of the house, Jian Heng was about to enter the door, and he heard someone calling him, and he didn't have to look at Jian Heng to know that the person coming was Zhang Jialiang.

Standing at the door and waiting for Zhang Jialiang to come over on a horse, Jian Heng asked curiously: "Why, are you willing to change the horse?"

Now Zhang Jialiang is not riding the original horse under his crotch, but a young mare, at most three years old, and you can tell at a glance that it was bred in the space.

"This is the horse I trained myself. It's called Jifeng. It runs fast and steadily. It can compete with the black beans..." When Zhang Jialiang mentioned his horse, he immediately became interested and immediately turned over and got off the horse and started chatting with Jian Heng.

"Okay, okay, I'm not here to listen to your horse training. I'm better than your horse training skills?" Jian Heng reached out to interrupt him and asked again, "By the way, when are you going home? Now you are the only one who is going to go back at home?"

Today, everyone was given away, and Jian Heng also gave everyone a small red envelope, ranging from one thousand to two thousand and a few hundred. Zhang Jialiang did not get the largest one, and the largest one was given to Damai, Xiaomai and Toby. Because these three people contributed the most in the pasture.

As for Mr. Yao, he is in the second place. Because he had tips to get, he had a little less red envelope for the New Year. As for Zhang Xi and Huang Xiaodong, he is in the third place. As for Zhao Changshan, it is not Jian Heng who can take care of it. However, when he saw Feng Sanzhu's smiling face, he knew that Zhao Changshan was not a stingy person.

"Me? I'm going to leave the day after tomorrow," said Zhang Jialiang.

As soon as he heard him say this, Jian Heng knew that this kid was going to spend more time with the female student he liked, so he led him into the door with a smile, closed the door and asked, "Have you succeeded yet?"

"It's soon, it's soon." When Zhang Jialiang mentioned this, his eyes suddenly narrowed his smile.

Jian Heng smiled again after hearing his words. From Jian Heng's own observation, this boy was far from what he said, and people were not happy to give him a better expression.

"Go back early and spend more time with your parents," Jian Heng advised.

Zhang Jialiang said: "I have nothing to say when I am with them."

Hearing Zhang Jialiang's words, Jian Heng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, then took off his coat and sat on the sofa.

Zhang Jialiang's parents sent Zhang Jialiang to a very good boarding school since they were young, so Zhang Jialiang rarely stayed with his parents in his childhood, so he naturally formed a barrier with his parents. This barrier is easy to bridge under the Chinese education, but under the American education, the relationship between Zhang Jialiang and his parents has not improved much until now.

Even so, Jian Heng knew in his heart that this was someone else's family matter. Although he knew where the root was, Jian Heng would not interrupt and say anything. The other person had his own pace to solve his own problems, and he did not need to interfere as an outsider.

"Cheur?!"

Zhang Jialiang, who was about to sit down, passed through the window and saw a basket under the corridor outside. There was a golden eagle standing next to the basket. He immediately could not take his eyes away.

"What's the good thing about the Golden Eagle? I don't believe that no one has mentioned this to you these days?" Jian Heng took out the cup, then put a little tea in each cup, and finally used a pack of hot water in the pot to push one of the cups in front of Zhang Jialiang.

Zhang Jialiang reached out to try the cup, then shrank his hand back and continued to look at the golden eagle outside the corridor: "No one really told me about this. When did you raise the golden eagle again? I don't think it will take long. Boss, your home will become a zoo."

"This is just not what I want to raise, it's because I'm injured. I'm just trying to drive it away." After saying that, Jian Heng looked at the golden eagle outside and found that this guy had gotten another fish and was eating it constantly.

"Eat, you will be fatter if you eat it again!" Jian Heng looked at the golden eagle and said complaining.

From the time the Golden Eagle officially lived in the basket under the corridor, this guy was no longer treating himself as an outsider. As long as there was a fish outside, the guy lies directly on the pile of fish to eat, and he became more and more picky. Now he doesn’t eat the fish head or tail, but only eats the fat tender meat on the fish belly. In addition, he will eat two bites of fish internal organs from time to time, such as fish fat, fish oil, etc., and he hardly touches anything else.

In just a few days, this kind of golden eagle seemed to have gained weight again. Sometimes Jian Heng began to worry about whether this guy could fly.

"Then who will take care of it these days you have left?" Zhang Jialiang asked.

Jian Heng said after hearing this: "No one takes care of it. Have you seen it already done well? Now I see that there are food and drinks to stay here and not leave! We all left and had nothing to eat, so this guy naturally flew away."

Zhang Jialiang said: "Isn't it good to keep it? It's quite cool."

"Carry?" Jian Heng was a little depressed by Zhang Jialiang's words. There were already a few people at home who wanted to be cool. The Golden Eagle was a thing that was not even a good idea to flatter the instant noodles. He knew how to eat it all day long. For some people, raising a Golden Eagle is absolutely cool. Unfortunately, these people do not include Jian Heng, so Jian Heng was not interested in raising such a waste.
Chapter completed!