Robert finally left.

On the last day before Thanksgiving, Ron came to the police restaurant as usual before the police department lunch bell rang, but did not see the black lettering of today's menu on the whiteboard.

Ron only remembered the time Robert said that day.

Walking through the automatic door, the police restaurant was empty, and the kitchen was clean and arranged neatly, without any trace of chefs and dishes - although these utensils were bought by Robert himself and could be used in the new restaurant, Robert still chose to leave them.

As for why there are no chefs and dishes, it is because the Orange County Police Department has not found a chef who is willing to take over the police restaurant so far. Although Robert had notified Director Alden more than a month or two months in advance, after understanding the food level and selling price of the police restaurant, most of the chefs who came to apply for the job shook their heads and left.

After all, there are very few chefs like Robert who love cooking and like to hone their cooking skills. Most people still have to consider their family and their own lives.

Therefore, before the police officers of the Orange County Police Department reopened the police restaurant, they could only rely on burger hotdog sandwiches with coffee to support their lives.

“Meow~”

I won't be able to eat delicious dishes in the future!

After taking a look at the small dining plate with his name on the top, Ron called sadly, allowing his low screams to echo in the empty police restaurant.

…………

The fourth Thursday of November is Thanksgiving, which is one of the most important festivals in the United States. The legal rest is a day, but whether it is a school, a factory, or an administrative unit, it usually takes three days off.

The Orange County Police General Bureau was no exception. It told everyone early to go back to work next Monday by email and notice posted on the bulletin board.

When Ron returned to the dormitory, Lorraine had packed her luggage. When she saw Ron coming in, he opened his pet backpack and signaled Ron to jump in.

Lorraine's roommate Fisher has already taken the lead and returned to his home in Florida.

Sometimes Lorraine couldn't guess the idea of ​​this black man who retired from UFC. He was obviously very rich, but he wanted to be a policeman with no future. He didn't apply for the Florida policeman, but he had to fly to California, a completely spaced in the United States, and finally got him into the exam.

As for Christina, she still returns to her father in Santa Monica, Los Angeles. Although she has been dating for almost a month, neither Lorraine nor Christina has yet to realize the other parents.

Moreover, Thanksgiving is an important festival to spend with your family. In this festival, bringing each other to your home means that the relationship between the two parties has been determined, and it is likely that you will have to prepare a series of subsequent matters in the future.

And both Lorraine and Christina are still immersed in the sweetness of love and do not intend to let things develop so quickly for the time being.

…………

He jumped into his pet backpack obediently, and Ron became a warm nest and slowly took a nap. In the past, when Ron woke up, he was home.

But today is a little unhappy because Lorraine did not wait for the bus with its own hypnotic effect at the station, but instead came with a small carnival.

"Hi Lorraine, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Get in the car, I'm going to go back."

The person driving the carnival was Selena, the owner of the Ragdoll Shirley, and the current owner of the three kittens that Ron originally adopted. Selena also exaggeratedly gave the three kittens three names in the game.

"Thank you, Selena."

The neighborhood relationship in the Fox Hill community is quite harmonious, and Lorraine and Selena also know each other. After thanking Selena, Lorraine put her suitcase into the car and then got into the co-pilot.

Although she often stayed at home to pet cats, Selena's driving skills were really good. She rushed along the way and surpassed dozens of cars, including a Bugatti Veyron. In the end, it took less than fifteen minutes before Selena sent Lorraine and Ron home.

On the road, while no one was paying attention, Ron quietly unzipped the pet backpack and looked out in the back seat. The person driving the Bugatti Veyron was a young handsome guy, which was somewhat similar to a certain photo, but Ron couldn't remember it at once.

After being surpassed by the Carnival, Bugatti Veyron followed the Carnival for a short distance, and it was not until the Carnival turned into the Fox Hill community that he did not follow.

“MUM, I’m back!”

Opening the door, Lorraine shouted, and immediately a strong fragrance drifted from the kitchen and penetrated into Lorraine and Ron's noses.

"What's the name of a brat? Didn't you see my mom roasting a turkey?"

Following the strong fragrance, Aunt Susan poked her head out of the kitchen and scolded Lorraine hard, then retracted her head and was busy with the dinner tonight.

Americans must-eat turkey on Thanksgiving, and it is said that there is another interesting saying that can be traced back to 1620.

At that time, a group of British Puritans who advocated reform withdrew from the national religion and established themselves as Protestantism because their ideals and ambitions could not be realized.

This move aroused hatred among British rulers, who advocated reforms and were cruelly persecuted and discriminated against.

Unable to bear the persecution and discrimination of the rulers, the Puritans fled to the Netherlands first, and then took the Mayflower sailboat and went on a 62-day sailing boat to drift on the sea, and finally arrived at the east coast of the United States, now the Plymouth Harbor in Rhode Island.

At that time, it was still an uncultivated wilderness, with turkeys and other wild animals everywhere - when the Puritans landed, it was already winter, with scarce supplies and lack of clothing and clothes, and the harsh environment threatening their lives at all times.

The kind Indians saw them pitiful and brought them food, daily necessities and production tools, and sent people to teach them how to hunt, fish and grow corn and pumpkin.

So, during the harvest next year, the Puritans held a grand celebration, thanking the Indians for their selfless help, and making the hunted turkey delicious to share with the Indians.

Ironically, in the following hundreds of years, it was these white people who were helped by the Indians that had devastating blows to the Indian tribes throughout North America. To this day, the number of Indians that once flourished in North America was less than two million, and they lived in tribal forms in the Indian autonomous region of the western United States.
Chapter completed!