Network New Liao Zhai

Chapter 513

1994 Mexico Hope Farm

In the backyard, Tara was doing laundry at the sink.

Tara, yes, her name is Tara now, no one here knows her name is Beanne, everyone just knows her name is Tara.

In a blink of an eye, Tara and the others have been at the farm for half a year, and she is used to life here.Tranquil and beautiful.

Seeing Manna grow up day by day, she spent her first birthday here and learned to walk.

From pushing her around with a trolley, to being able to stand on the trolley by herself, to being able to lead her toddler, to letting her go and walking by herself, Tara has experienced many surprises and memorable moments.

Being able to be with Manna all the time, growing up with her daughter, and witnessing every important moment, she felt that bringing Manna out was the most correct thing she did.

Manna staggered out of the house, shouting: Mommy, Mommy...

Followed by the old grandmother.

"Tara, let Manna stay in the backyard. She always runs to the fence in the front. I'm worried that those cows and sheep will hurt her."

Ever since Manna could walk, she was very interested in the grassland beyond the fence.

To be precise, I am interested in the animals on the grassland.

Once the gate of the fence was not closed properly, and the adults were busy in the kitchen, she sneaked into the grassland, chased the chickens, and was about to run to the cattle. Fortunately, Carlos came to patrol on horseback. After passing by, he carried her like a chicken and sent her back immediately.

Hearing that Manna ran to the cows, Tara was terrified. Those cows don't have eyes. If they stepped on her, oh, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Manna, on the other hand, was very happy sitting on the horse, not afraid at all.

When Tara took her from Carlos, she still pointed to the horse, meaning to sit still.

Later, Tara didn't dare to be careless at all, and would check whether the fence gate was closed at any time.Someone needs to be watching, after all, the gap in the fence is still so wide that Manna's head and hands can be stretched through, and sometimes the cows will come to the fence.

"Okay, old grandma, if you close the door, she won't be able to get out. I'll watch and play with her in the backyard."

The old grandmother agreed to close the door and go out.

"Manna, you are having fun here, and the old grandmother will cook something delicious for you."

Manna knocked on the door and shouted, "Mommy...Mommy...get out...get out."

Tara glanced at Manna, ignored her, and continued with the laundry.

Manna saw that the knocking on the door was fruitless, so she had to give up and look for other fun. The flowers and plants in the backyard were often troubled, and she even touched the cactus, but after being pricked once, she never touched them again. .

The soapy water in the sink flowed down the ditch into the ditch outside. Manna was obviously interested in those bubbles, so she found a small stick, squatted by the ditch, and began to pick out the bubbles with the stick. From time to time, there was a giggle of laughter.

Tara finished the laundry and hung it to dry on a line in the yard.Most of the ropes were Manna's clothes, colorfully hung like ten thousand national flags.

The clear water washed away the soap scum, and Manna muttered dissatisfiedly, and beat the ditch hard with a stick.

The water in the ditch splashed up and splashed all over her face. Manna wiped her face with her small hand, and she couldn't see it anymore, forgetting that her hands were full of mud.

"Mommy, Mommy..."

Manna raised her face and called Tara.

"Oh, my God, you little tabby cat..."

Amused and angry, Tara pulled Minna over to the sink and washed her face with a small towel on a string,

"Look, your face and your clothes are dirty again. Fortunately, the sun dries quickly, otherwise you would have no clothes to wear."

Naughty Manna has to change several clothes every day.

The clothes were only worn in the morning, and now they are dirty again before noon.

After washing her face and hands, Manna became interested in water again, raising her hands to catch it.

Tara took some water in a small basin and put it on the ground, and let her play the game of washing towels first.

She went to find a small bottle, got some soapy water, and found a straw, tried to blow on it, and the bubbles came out.

"Mana, what do you think this is?"

Tara blew a string of bubbles, and Manna looked up to see the bubbles glowing with colorful lights in the sun.

"Oh, Mommy Mommy... Bubbles... Bubbles..."

Manna stood up and ran towards Tara, hugging her leg, watching, longing.

"Come on, mom blows, you catch it."

Another string of bubbles was blown out.

Manna stretched out her small hand and followed Bubble.

The cheerful laughter of the mother and daughter came from the yard.

"Hey, Mrs. Tara, Manna, what are you playing? So happy."

Sam's voice came from beyond the fence.

Manna yelled at him, "Sam, Sam... Bubbles... Bubbles..."

Tara: "Sam, you're back from town."

Early this morning, he drove a carriage to Harrods Town to transport supplies, and came back so soon.

Sam: "Yes. I have a big package for you today, it's from Master Mark."

"Oh, great, thank you, Sam, I'll get it right away."

Tara opened the door and was about to run out when Manna's voice came from behind: "Mommy, Mommy... get out... get out..."

"Oh, baby, I forgot about you, go, go get the package."

He picked up Manna and walked towards the front yard.

Sam had already crossed the rope bridge with the package and waited outside the fence gate.

Tara opened the door. If the door was not closed, Manna would surely run out, onto the rope bridge, and possibly into the ditch.

"Thank you, Sam, wow, such a big package... Please help me put it in the house..."

"Ma'am, you are too polite, it's easy to do."

The old grandmother heard the movement coming out of the kitchen, "Is it from Mark again?"

"Yes, old grandmother. Come and see."

"It's not sent to me, I don't read it..."

After speaking, I went back to the kitchen.

Sam put down the package, brought in some daily necessities from the carriage, and then left. He had to send the things to other homes, and each family had a share of these daily necessities.

Tara closed the gate and carried Manna into the house, setting her on the ground.

"Come on, let's see what's there?"

Tara deftly unwrapped the package.

There was a letter in the package, and Tara read it first.

Her only contact with the outside world is through letters from Mark.

Since coming here, she has received a letter from Mark almost every month, sometimes more than one, sometimes in the package.

Letters and packages were sent to Tijuana, and then sent to Mubark by someone, who would send someone to deliver them, or bring them back when someone from the farm went to Harrods to pick up supplies.

Mark's letter is very important to Tara. It is her only source of information about the outside world and her spiritual support.

Mark would tell her what he had seen and heard in various places, and would ask her about life with Manna.He never tires of hearing little things about Manna.

She will write back to Mark, mainly talking about life on the farm. She took Manna to see the lake in a carriage. They once went to the mountain to overlook the entire farm. Oh, my God, what a wonderful picture that was , she didn't even know how to describe it to Mark.

And she learned how to milk cows, steam custards, bake cakes, make burritos, butcher chickens, roast lamb chops, follow the women to the field to break corn, dig onions and potatoes.

She said in the letter that now that she had become a real peasant woman, Mark would not recognize her when he saw her.

She even learned to ride a horse and shoot a gun, which Sandra asked Carlos to teach him.Before leaving, Sandra told her that you have to learn to protect yourself in order to protect Manna.She thought she was right, so she studied hard.Now she has been able to ride a horse and rush to the mountain behind Carlos' house, although the mountain is not very high.

Mark wrote in the letter that he was happy for her change, and he would remember her no matter what she became.

.........

Tara couldn't wait to open the letter, wondering what Mark would say this time.

Mark said in the letter that he was going to another place again, and photojournalists are like this, constantly running around.It may be inconvenient to send letters and things at the new work place, so I sent a lot of things this time.But I'll be visiting them at the farm during the Christmas break, so I don't have to write back.

Ah, Christmas?It's already September, it's almost three months away.

Tara couldn't help but smacked Manna's face, "Oh, Manna, Mark is coming. He's coming to see us. Come on, call Mark, Mark."

Manna looked at Tara's lips and shouted hard: Mark Mark.

"Oh, that's great..."

At the end of the letter, Mark said that he bought a silk scarf for her and the old grandmother, and Manna's clothes. It is estimated that Manna has grown taller again, and the previous clothes may not be able to fit, as well as some biscuits and candies.

Tara put the letter away and put it in a tin box, a used candy box that was just right for the letter.

　Today I recommend to you a copy of "The Prosperous Farm in the Age of Turmoil"

　　The novel focuses on the persistent pursuit of Xu Chenhua, a Wenzhou tax cadre, who goes into business and enters the agricultural field.And the story of leading a group of people with dreams to pursue their dreams in Jiangzhou to achieve their careers.

　　Realistic themes, pay more attention.

　　Thank you.

　　

(End of this chapter)