"Okay, your dog is tall, you feed it well! The two of them are almost 60 years old together, and they are still arguing about whose dog is feeding it well! Why do you all have a little rejuvenation now?" Bei Hai waved his hand and thought Du He had won this round.

"How is that Tang Hao going to do something about promotion?" Bei Hai asked this question when he was idle.

"You can't say it. He did it very professionally in the early stage. We won't talk about the venue anymore. Now he has two dogs and one employee, which means that one employee only takes care of two dogs. He also specially hired a breeding foreigner who breeds dogs and said it was a breeding expert. He said it was almost 60,000 euros a year, and now he specialized in taming the dogs. He heard from the foreigner that the big dogs have been fixed. If you want to tame, you have to come from the puppy."

Bei Hai sighed and said, "Are you still going to run towards the dog fighting?!"

Du He said, "What kind of dog is fighting? Tang Hao said that he was planning to cultivate some guardian dogs and had to wear a noble style. Anyway, he was very excited when he said it. He said that it was because of the dog's height and posture, and his temperament was not enough to make him famous in a few years, so let's see. In Xu Hui's words, it was like sneaking the Oscar winner into the bed."

"It's okay to find trouble. Rich people only have one mind, that's what to do!" Bei Hai said after hearing this. Hearing this, he didn't know what you were trying to do. It's better to donate some money to your children to go to school if you have the skills.

Du He heard this and said, "Your thought is so rustic! Do you know how much a Japanese native dog sells? Why can't our native dogs sell at this price? Isn't it that there are fewer people who are willing and able to do it?"

"Okay, okay! Let's not talk about this, I'll go back after a while," said Bei Hai.

After buying the house, Bei Hai had already planned to raise something on the farm. Many things had to be brought from China, such as native chickens, pigs, etc. Of course, it was quite troublesome for others to bring things to customs. But what about Bei Hai, a person with space.

"When?" Du He must have asked directly: "Stay here for two more days when you come back."

"It's early December." Bei Hai thought for a while and calculated the time.

"Okay, come here directly then, and the company here is almost time to get on the right track," Du He said, mentioning that the company was on the right track, and naturally mentioned Tang Hao.

Du He happily stretched his head and said to Bei Hai: "Do you know?"

"What do I know! If you want to say it, just say it, shut up if you don't want to say it." Bei Hai happily said to the screen.

Du He was not annoyed: "The family of the awesome person who locked Tang Hao in the last time fell down. I heard that he has gone to Singapore now, and the whole official earthquake was a big earthquake."

"Downfall?" Bei Hai thought about it and asked directly: "What does it have to do with me?"

It wasn't the one who helped Tang Hao fall. If the man poured his pole and his horse spear might have been taken back to the treasury. Then he thought that this thing was staying in the United States. Even if he really poured out the country, it wouldn't take a day or two to want these antiques in China. Moreover, money is complicated in the United States. Americans are the best at evading geese.

Needless to say, the former classmate Lai, who smuggled crude oil, was not sued in Canada until he was about to go bankrupt before sending it back. Americans do this only higher than Canada. Even Western European countries that are also ally want to rely on gold on their own. It is not so easy to deduct food from them.

Although it has nothing to do with me, when the corrupt officials fell, the second generation ancestors were in panic all day long Bei Hai still felt a sense of pleasure in his heart!

"Why doesn't it matter? Didn't I tell you to make you happy?" Du He said jokingly.

Bei Hai smiled and said, "That's also Tang Haole. Why am I going to have fun with you?"

After chatting with Du He for a while, everything was broken, Bei Hai found that he was idle again. Just go for a walk! Bei Hai got up and took Da Mao San who ran around his farm and ran around him.

When he reached the greenhouse, Bei Hai slapped his head and said, "Yes, some vegetables can be grown now!"

That's not the case. Such a large greenhouse has been empty, and it turns out that there are no flowers left that have been ruined. Isn't it just planting something? I'll just start eating when I'm waiting for the winter!

Thinking of this, and now there is nothing big about it and I can't sleep. Bei Hai, who has always been a lazy person, picked up the hoe leaning against the shelf next to the greenhouse for the first time and began to flatten the ground. The hoe in the United States is different from that in China. The domestic one is flat, while Bei Hai's hand has a three-flat teeth, a bit like a small Zhu Bajie's rake.

When I was a child, I helped my mother to level the vegetable field. Now Bei Hai has some experience. To put it bluntly, it is not complicated. Just dig the soil to make the soil in the field softer.

After digging up the ground specifically, Bei Hai didn't feel so bored. An hour and a half passed. Bei Hai leaned on the handle of the hoe and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his shirt, then turned around and looked at the ground that was turned over behind him, and couldn't help but grin.

Looking at the three big hairs that were soaked in water over here, he said with satisfaction: "It won't take long to live a self-sufficient small peasant life!"

If Bei Hai really wants to build up his ideal small farm, this self-sufficient small farmer can really live a life. Of course, in modern society, it is not something that everyone can suffer if you want to be truly self-sufficient. Don’t say anything else that will make you lose lights at night, please try it?

After digging for almost ten minutes, Bei Hai felt that he had done almost the work today. Now he stood up and his back was sore, so it would be better to go back and take a shower and sleep first.

"I will go to the seed company in the small town tomorrow morning. I will buy some seeds and plant them immediately when I come back." Bei Hai held his waist with one hand and twisted it gently.

After saying that, a story popped up from my mind for no reason. The story tells a young widow who grabbed a bowl of beans and sprinkled it on the ground whenever it was hard to bear at night. Then the widow started picking up beans and waited for the beans to be picked up. She was sleepy and couldn't think of anything else.

Now Bei Hai suddenly felt a little like a widow in this story, but the widow picked up beans and hoeed the ground by himself. Thinking of this, Bei Hai was happy alone. After having fun, put the hoe and returned to the house, soaked in the big surf bathtub at home, and took a comfortable breath.

"That widow must not have the same enjoyment as me!" At this time, Bei Hai did not forget to find a balance.

The next morning, Bei Hai was going to buy seeds first, but who knew that he hadn't bought the seeds, but Di Liya arrived first.

Bei Hai put down the phone, looked at the closed door of the seed shop not far away and muttered: "It's not open until 9:30, how can you do business?" After that, he started the engine and drove towards the intersection of the small town.

In fact, Beihai forgot that this is a small town, and life is slow. The pace of life in Gloucester is slower than that in many small towns in China. Generally speaking, seed shops do not open until ten o'clock, and it doesn't matter even when it is open at noon. If you are in a hurry, just call the owner. It's a bit too big. Who doesn't know who has lived in a small town for more than ten years?

When he arrived at the intersection of the small town, Bei Hai pulled over his car, sent Di Liya a message, and sat in the cab waiting for her car to come.

At this time, Bei Hai forgot. Women say that this sentence is almost here, you usually have to delay it for half an hour, because generally speaking, the woman’s clock and the man’s clock are not produced in the same factory.

Bei Hai doesn't know that most women are very similar in this regard, that is, they like to make people wait. Even Di Liya, who claims to be independent, is the same this time. It's not that Di Liya is not punctual, but she is usually very punctual. This time she is not punctual, which means that she is different from Bei Hai. When she is punctual, it means that she has no interest in you. At least she is not interested in now.

Bei Hai felt a little bored after waiting. After listening to the music for a while, he felt a little noisy. Finally, he simply covered his eyes with the baseball cap on his head and took a nap.

Just as Bei Hai seemed to be asleep, he suddenly heard a voice: "Police! Police! Raise your hand!"

Bei Hai was awakened by the roar, and his hat fell from his head, revealing his face. Not far from his car, a police car parked on the road, and now the two policemen were pointing guns at him.

"Police! Police! Put your hand where I can see!".

Bei Hai raised his hand and held back the idea of ​​jumping into the space: "Ok! OK!" As he said that, Bei Hai raised his hand and put it on both sides of his head, and then slowly walked out of the car as the policeman asked.

After Bei Hai got out of the car, the two policemen put away their guns. One of them was about forties. He looked at the uniform on his body and said, "You are Hull, sorry, we have recognized the wrong person!"

Having recognized the wrong person? Bei Hai looked at the faces of the two white police officers. Although the person who was speaking had a calm face, the policeman next to him had a smile in his eyes.

After hearing the sheriff's explanation, Bei Hai felt even more angry. It was originally very simple. A New York man who was dying, and I don't know if he had nothing to do or what, he killed three people in front of the synagogue, and two more police officers were killed in the last time. The key is that the group of waste police officers in New York had someone run away and are now wanted.

It's nothing to say about this, just check it out. But Bei Hai doesn't think so. No matter how you look at it, you won't look like a black man! These two guys are holding guns at him and holding his head and getting off the car, which is definitely not a good behavior. This is obviously bullying himself. Asians, especially Chinese, have always been model citizens, but Bei Hai, an Asian, has no interest in being a model citizen.

"I look like an African?" Bei Hai asked at the two officers with a smile on his face.

"Sorry! We will perform official duties!" After saying that, the sheriff turned his head and walked towards his police car.

Seeing the policeman move, the police next to him walked into the police car.
Chapter completed!