The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 243 242. Reinforcements arrive on the battlefield
Jasmine took out a beer and a box of pizza from the car, and the two of them sat on the warm hood of the car.

The scene seemed familiar.

"Remember that night we were train-spotting by the Yellowstone River? Let's guess tonight when the National Guard tanks will come."

Cheesy bacon pizza, just like that night.

But this time, Jasmine made it by herself, and put a lot of bacon in it, because Lin Feng said he liked to eat it last time.

Jasmine opened the beer with a smirk, then grabbed a piece of pizza and stuffed it into Lin Feng's mouth.

He also spread the cheese on the corners of his mouth evenly.

When the sun rises, perhaps the pastoral areas will cease to exist.

It won't be long before it becomes a strange place called "Garden of Eden". Buildings with various functions will rise from the ground, including casinos, hotels, etc. Then tourists from all over the world will flock here and turn this place into a strange place. another heaven.

Success depends on people, and planning depends on heaven.

In addition, Old Dick said that he will hand over the management of the ranch to his son next year, so that he can enjoy his retirement life and travel around the world with Cassidy's mother, provided that the ranch still exists.

If this still cannot prevent pastoral areas from being transformed into resorts, then there is really nothing to say.

At this time, Cassidy called and asked how he was doing.

They have made every effort to preserve their land, even at the expense of confronting the military and police with guns drawn.

Returning to reality, there is endless darkness in front of us.

Lin Feng took a fancy to the island in the middle of the quiet lake. Living there would be no different from a paradise. Then the entire island would become a sweet little world for the two of them.

Every time I think about it, I always have the urge to get married where I am and start a new chapter in my life.

His father built a new two-story house for his son south of Witch Ranch.

Jasmine likes old-school stars such as Queen and the Rolling Stones, while Lin Feng likes quieter and more melodious country music.

If you have exactly the same preferences, it is no different than looking in the mirror, and there is no emotion.

Lin Feng has also thought about this issue and needs to prepare the wedding room in advance.

The two ate pizza, drank beer, and sang songs.

It sounds quite enviable, and I have to say that this guy is really a lucky guy.

Gentlemen are harmonious but different, which probably refers to the state of the two of them.

Want one child, no, two, or even better, watch them play and play on the grass every day, enjoying family happiness.

The previously prepared plan to propose at the end of the month has been ruined, and the desire to get married before the end of the year will probably be moved as well. But Cassidy is still open-minded. Anyway, his daily life is no different from that of being married.

After all, Jia Simin and I are the kind of couple who "have fun whenever and wherever they come". Living with their parents is definitely inconvenient and depresses their nature.

This guy was on duty at another checkpoint tonight and heard Teresa's voice again. It seemed that the two of them were inseparable.

But you can choose the place you like, which is the advantage of owning your own land.

But this feeling of fighting for oneself is good. Lin Feng still has a small world. He can still live a good life in another place, but he has suffered a lot from the ranchers who have been herding cattle for generations.

I will definitely move out after getting married. I don’t have the habit of living with my parents here. The main thing is the freedom of space.

Jasmine tore open a bag of potato chips and ate it while humming "we will rock you."

He also tapped the front hood of the car with his feet to imitate the accompaniment of drum beats.

Lin Feng was also infected and sang along.

The two of them tapped their feet on the hood of the car together, like a two-person band with a clear division of labor.

Suddenly Lin Feng felt something was wrong, because when they stopped, the vibration of the drum beat was still there. Soon Jia Simin also heard it, and the two looked at each other and then looked into the distance at the same time.

A small bright spot that flickers on and off is approaching, and there is a rumbling sound.

Jasmine immediately climbed out of the car and stared into the distance.

"National Guard?" She looked back at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shook his head, "The sound was messy. It didn't sound like it came from an armored vehicle or a car, but more like..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jasmine said first: "Horse hoof."

Yes, it was indeed the sound of horse hooves.

Of course, there was also the sound of wheels running over the road.

A group of people on horseback appeared in front of them. They looked like cowboys, but their clothes were not as pure as cowboys.

"You are Lin Feng, right? I've seen you on TV." The leading old man said, "Miss Jasmine, the daughter of Hans Grando."

Lin Feng nodded, "Yes, are you?"

The man did not answer directly, but looked around with a strong flashlight.

"Nice fortifications, but these things can't stand up to the tracks of tanks."

Lin Feng did not answer, waiting for the group of people to introduce themselves.

"I am Frederick Brand, farmer of Sun Farm."

"Greg started the tank, so I brought the South Side people here to support you northern cowboys. It seems that we are not late. You paperies are still here."

After the old man finished speaking, he showed a sly smile.

It was obvious that Jasmine knew his name and whispered to Lin Feng that he was from the south.

Of course Lin Feng knew about Sun Farm.

The largest farm in southern Montana's farming region, and Frederick was a John Otto-like presence in the South.

The outskirts of Helena are divided into the northern pastoral area and the southern agricultural area of ​​Montana, which is also known as the northern cowboy and the southern farmer.

It's just that the two sides have been refusing to deal with the land dispute, and it has even reached the point of becoming tense. Cowboys say people in the south farm, farmers say people in the north herd cattle.

Now the farmers in the south are bringing their guys to support the cattle herders in the north. It sounds a bit magical, but now they are standing in front of Lin Feng.

Jasmine immediately called her father.

Ten minutes later, Hans, Fred, Dick and more than a dozen people got off several vehicles respectively, and the core figures of the cattle herders were all present. This was a sign of respect for the farmers who came to support.

"Hans, long time no see!" Frédéric shouted.

This scene reminded Lin Feng of John Otto from before. The old man was his guide into the pastoral area. Thinking about it, he felt sad.

"Fredrick, why are you, old guy, here?"

Hans also smiled. The relationship between the two seemed not as bad as rumored, and their eyes revealed sympathy for each other.

"When I turn on the TV, it's all news about you. It seems like you are the only cowboys in the entire suburbs of Montana. Don't forget these old guys in the south. If I don't come, won't you northern cowboys with riding whips be killed by Greg? The tanks blasted them to pieces."

"Can you use a hoe to withstand tanks, or can your pesticide sprayer shoot bullets?" Hans choked back.

"Hahaha, we brought this." Frederick said, asking someone to lift the canvas of a carriage.

Inside was an old-fashioned artillery piece, which seemed to be of some age, and it entertained everyone.

(End of this chapter)