Whether it was Jim, He Ye or the bodyguard, it was obvious that it would not be possible to enjoy the treatment of Old Wash. When everyone was playing, everything sat around the campfire and waited for the meal to start. Old Wash opened a bottle of whiskey and poured wine into the stainless steel cups that others had brought without saying a word.

If you say stop, Old Wosh will turn to the next cup, or he will fill your teapot, and if you don't want it, he won't advise you to drink something.

Only when it was Jian Heng and Dominic, Old Wosh picked up the beard on his mouth, his actions were equivalent to the hard work of us Chinese.

This is how he can express his gratitude, but Jian Heng knows that the old cowboys hold grudges and kindness, and they are much more righteous than the gangs and bureaucrats who talk about benevolence and righteousness all day long.

Dominic turned around and picked up the acoustic guitar from his bag, held it in his arms, sat on his saddle man sideways, gently teased the strings, then slowly started playing, and sang a song in Spanish.

“@#&!!…@#￥%”

Dominic's voice couldn't sing very high tunes, and the obvious songs were slightly off-tongue, but fortunately the songs were easy to sing, so no one laughed at him. Everyone just listened quietly to him singing songs that no one understood.

While enjoying the wine, enjoying the not-so-moving melody.

I know Spanish almost zero. Although the second foreign language was Spanish when Corte and Remington went to school, the most attractive word for them is probably Hello Girl, you are so beautiful.

It is impossible to understand what Dominic sings, but music is a language that everyone can understand. As long as you sing with your heart, you can always please others' moods.

In this dark wilderness, a group of people sat around the bonfire, listening to music that was not so moving. At this moment, such music seemed to stir up the hearts of the listeners, and they all looked fascinated.

Even the cattle dog understood it almost, quietly laying next to the campfire, resting its head on its front paws, either plucking its eyes or sticking its tongue.

The singing accompanied by the aroma of barbecue and the sizzling sound of noodles dripping on the tablet, forming a wonderful picture scroll.

Dong!

He gently wiped the strings and pressed his palm on all the strings. Dominic's singing came to an abrupt end, but his echoes seemed to be echoing around him.

"Kyle?"

After Dominic finished singing, he reached out and handed the guitar to Old Wash.

Old Wosh took the guitar, tweaked it a few times, and said to everyone with a smile: "I haven't played him for many years. When I played last time, that old guy Anders was still there!"

After saying that, Old Wosh picked up the wine glass in his hand and signaled to the sky: "Old guy, the ranch is very good now! Gene has done a great job. Although he makes a living by raising cattle, he makes more money than when you were there. God! You closed your eyes, you know? There are still some Hollywood clowns in Gene's ranch. Forget it, I guess you won't want to hear it either, so I just said it, but there is only one on the side, Gene makes money very much!"

Old Wosh's words caused laughter from the people around him.

Cowboys miss some people, usually like this, talking about interesting things that happen around the deceased, instead of using sensational words, they either make jokes or tell the story, but they can make you feel the faint sadness and deep nostalgia for the loss of a friend in his heart.

After saying that, Old Wosh started singing. Jian Heng didn't know the name of the song, but for Old Wosh's generation, this singer was very famous: johnny-cash.

And Old Wash sang his song "i-will-miss-you-when-you-go".

If Jian Heng knew about this old country superstar, he would definitely be shocked by Old Wash's singing, because his peers Wash's similarity with the original singer was almost 80%.

Even so, the singing skills of Lao Wo and others still shocked Jim and the other two.

In their view, Old Wosh could sing and could sing so well, as if he had seen Zhang Fei able to embroider the flowers. They all opened their eyes wide and looked incomprehensible.

After singing the song, Old Wosh said very rarely: "Now my voice is a little wrong, and I can't sing the free and natural taste of Johnny."

"I really didn't expect that you sang so well!" Jim immediately took the lead and clapped his hands.

After a sparse applause, Colt teased his own son: "My father formed a band when he was young, and he was quite famous nearby. At that time, he heard that there were no girls nearby that he could not meet..."

"It's not just before, but now!" Remington immediately continued.

After saying that, he squeezed his eyebrows at everyone in a narrow voice!

Remington was talking about the fact that Old Wosh dated a woman in the neighboring town. Jian Heng also knew that a woman was a high school teacher, well maintained, and looked about ten years younger than her real age, and she was dressed up in time. Generally, women were not as beautiful as her when they were young. It can be seen that they were famous flowers nearby.

At such an old age, the two of them had nothing to be pretentious. After seeing each other, they rolled the sheets on the first day. When they woke up in the morning, they happened to let someone come over to have something to do. Andrea of ​​Anderson Ranch collided, and then the Andrea woman was born with gossip. Soon the whole town knew who Old Wash had gotten together.

Old Wosh's beard was picked out inadvertently, and then said, "I'll say it again, it's not your bird's business! God, you can't put a zipper on your mouth, it's better to make it a dead buckle!"

As soon as I got angry, Remington and Cort both closed their mouths, but their mouths were closed, and the expressions of the two guys became a little funny, which made everyone laugh.

The rice became ripe while chatting and laughing. It was very scientific for old cowboys to try whether the food was cooked or not. They just plugged it with a thermometer. As long as the meat was cooked and if other things were not burnt, they could start eating.

There is nothing to be polite. Everyone directly holds a steel plate, almost as deep as one knuckle. Each person holds one on his hand, and then takes turns holding a clip to hold vegetables into his own plate. After eating the meat, you can use this plate to drink some soup or something.

Old Wosh picked up some meat and chopped it up, then mixed it with the dough cake, and fed it with the dog food that had just been poured out, and first fed a few cattle dogs.

As long as you are hungry, everything is delicious. Not to mention the cowboys like Jian Heng who have almost never left the horse's back except peeing. Even the bodyguards brought by He Ye are now eating food in big mouthfuls.

That guy! They all seemed to have fled from Africa, and they ate so sweetly.

All the meat was left, and even the big bones were gnawed back and forth by several cattle dogs. Not to mention the meat, the gravy in the bowl was left. Everyone took the pancake crust and dipped it in the gravy on their own plate, then put it in their mouths, and chewed it voraciously.

Well!

Cottel burped, then patted his belly beautifully, and said directly: "I'm on the last shift, now I'm going to bed!"

I said that perfect and beautiful patted my belly, and then looked at everyone.

"Gen, come on! I'm the third to last." Old Wosh arranged for himself, and then said to Remington: "You're after me!"

There is no problem with fighting more now. If you lie down for two or three hours and get up again, you will be very angry when you get tired of it. Let’s put it this way, you have to have extremely powerful strength to get up from the happy quilt. Obviously, Old Wosh’s arrangement was to take care of outsiders and leave all the most difficult things to his family.

This approach is actually a convention, because neither Jian Heng nor Dominic came to help out for the sake of money.

If you hire a cowboy, Old Wosh doesn't have to think so much about it. Anyway, you'll give money to work, so any arrangement will be made.

"I'm fine! There's no problem in fighting for two or three days in three hours!" Jian Heng said.

At this time, the bodyguard opened his mouth. His words were more expensive than Old Wosh. He opened his mouth with a few words: "I slept less!"

Jim nodded and said, "I can also be on the night, but I don't know what to do?"

As a city man, Jim is now dressed up and going out. At the beginning of nightlife, after eating and drinking, this guy feels that his energy has recovered a little and can join the army of the working crowd.

Old Wosh was not so stupid that he let Jim and others stay alone on the night, but seeing that they were quite active, he arranged for them to join forces with Jian Heng, Dominic and Remington.

After the arrangement, Lao Wo and the others who did not need to pay first went back to the tent to sleep. They started to count from entering the tent. In less than three minutes, the snoring sound almost overturned the tent.

No matter what kind of restlessness or insomnia and convulsions, as long as you do your job thoroughly, these probably won’t exist. Just like Jim and He Ye now, the snoring thing seems to be the two of them who are the most tiring people today.

The bodyguard was sitting face to face with Jian Heng across the bonfire.

Jian Heng knew that the bodyguards were not talking too much. Besides, the bodyguards were not beautiful women. When they were bored, they could pass the time. A man was still a man who often turned his face. Except for those with problems with the orientation, who would be happy to tease him!

The bodyguard didn't say anything, and Jian Heng didn't say anything. The two of them thought each other was air, and they picked up some firewood from time to time.
Chapter completed!