The sun never sets in America

Chapter 2 The Liu Family

The sea breeze blowing from the direction of the Pacific penetrates the entire valley, whether it is the green wheat seedlings in the wheat fields or the newly blooming fruit trees.

Everything seems so natural and harmonious!

"Ha ha---"

"Can't catch up, can't catch up -"

"You little brats, run slower!"

In the small town, several children with bare upper bodies and bare feet were chasing each other and playing. The laughter like silver bells spread throughout the street, causing some adults to scold and exhort them.

This scene was clearly seen by Liu Peng, who was standing on the observation deck of the valley, with a smile on his lips.

The follower on the side, Uncle Fu, was very puzzled. Children like this usually have a lot of fun to do, so why are they not so interested in seeing the young master?

"Uncle Fu?" Liu Peng withdrew his eyes from the street, turned his head and shouted to Uncle Fu who was standing next to him, "Is our Liujiabao safe? I heard that there are Indian tribes near us, and there are also Indian tribes in Los Angeles. Are there foreigners?" Liu Peng asked about Liujiabao's security issues in a puzzled tone. After all, in America, where Indians make up the majority and whites dominate, it is not easy for a Chinese-established force to be stable. .

"Safe?" Uncle Fu glanced at Liu Peng in confusion. He didn't expect that the young master would ask such a question. You must know that he is usually not interested in such things. "When our Liujia Fort was established, we also talked with those Indians." There were also some Western ghosts who fought a few battles, but later on, as we entered into a marriage alliance with the Raymond tribe, the largest Indian tribe nearby, and married many Indian women, we no longer had any conflicts with the nearby Indian tribes." Uncle Fu told Liu Peng about the security situation of Liujia Fort at that time, and how to maintain the security of Liujia Fort by marrying with Indians.

"The only troublesome ones are those Mexicans." Forbes didn't have a good look when talking about the white colonists. "These guys are extremely greedy. They often show off the taxes they should pay on us Chinese. What the hell is California?" The government doesn’t care at all and is just bullying us Chinese.” Uncle Fu told Liu Peng about the white people’s overt and covert bullying of Liujiabao.

"If our fort master hadn't been stubborn and took advantage of the chaos in the Mexican government to fight with them, maybe this gang of people would be so arrogant now!" Uncle Fu talked about Liu Jiabao's founder, Liu Peng's father Liu Yan's eyes were filled with admiration. After all, if it weren't for Liu Yan, they might have been killed by foreigners' guns long ago, and there would be no peace today. "But even though we won, we still have to pay a lot of taxes every year to those who eat, drink and have fun." Damn it, we have worked hard for a year, and in the end we have to pay so much to those white-skinned people who have done nothing. Why?” When Forbes talked about paying taxes to white Mexicans, he got very angry. He came here with eyes filled with hatred for the white Mexican colonists.

"The reason why we are bullied by white people is because this land belongs to white people, not to us Chinese." Liu Peng looked a little more serious and replied to Forbes, "This land in California belongs to white people, and the government belongs to white people. Why? Because of us Chinese, aren't even the original owners of this place being exterminated by those white people?" Liu Peng explained to Uncle Forbes very rationally, his eyes were very calm, but under this calm look, he concealed What's more, it's unspeakable madness and ambition.

"Territory, government??" After hearing this, Uncle Fu looked at the unfamiliar Liu Peng in front of him in confusion, "What do you mean, young master?" After thinking about it, Uncle Fu seemed to understand something, his eyes were half uneasy and half trembling. He asked Liu Peng, his tone even trembling, and he didn't even feel it.

"Uncle Fu, it's almost noon, let's go back first!" Liu Peng didn't answer Uncle Fu's somewhat sensitive question just now. Instead, he looked up at the red sun that was already hanging high in the sky, and found a just right reason to say "Uncle Fu". The topic ended, "Let's go, don't keep my parents waiting." At this point, Fu Bo didn't give him a chance to continue asking questions and walked directly towards the interior of the castle.

"Hey -" Uncle Fu responded awkwardly, and then followed Liu Peng into the interior of the fortress under the observation tower.

I saw that the castle was built on the mountain, with many houses inside, including the Spanish-style manor where Liu Peng rested yesterday.

The most conspicuous one is the lotus pond built on the underground river below. This is also the most Chinese-style place in Liujiabao. It was built by Liu Peng's mother, Liujiabao's mistress An, because she missed her hometown in the south of the Yangtze River.

Every summer, the entire lotus pond is filled with green lotus leaves, and goldfish swim under the lotus leaves. Together with the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, it gives people the feeling that they have really returned to China and the south of the Yangtze River.

Let these people living in foreign lands linger.

Walking into a Jiangnan-style house, Liu Peng carefully looked at it according to the appearance in his memory, not daring to reveal anything so that others would see any flaws.

"Big brother!"

The clear female voice coming from behind made Liu Peng stop. When he turned around, he saw a girl who looked exotic, but had a similar complexion and eyebrows to him. She was about seven or eight years old and walked in behind him, with a pair of dark eyes. , looking at Liu Peng who turned around, his eyes were full of dependence and kindness.

"Little sister!" Liu Peng blurted out directly and called out the other party's identity, Liu Ailin, the youngest daughter born to Liu Yan and his Spanish concubine Mira.

In addition to Liu Ailin, there are two half-brothers, namely Liu Ming, the second son born to the second Indian wife, Ruth, and Liu Tian, ​​the third son born to the third Indian wife, Anna.

They are nine and eight years old respectively.

Except for the Spanish concubine Mira, who Liu Yan took the initiative to marry, the other two Indian ladies were political marriages in order to make good friends with nearby Indians.

"Brother, I heard that you fell off your horse yesterday, are you still hurting now?" Liu Ailin walked to Liu Peng's side, blinked her worried eyes, and comforted Liu Peng.

"Brother is fine, look if you don't believe me." Liu Peng jumped twice in front of Liu Ailin, "Is dad in there?" Liu Peng then asked Liu Ailin with a smile.

"Dad is inside, just waiting for brother to come over for dinner." Liu Ailin replied to Liu Peng with a simple expression, "Dad said that we can't start eating until you come over." Liu Ailin then added, with a smile on her face He showed his confusion and didn't understand why he had to wait for his brother to come back to eat together.

Only Liu Peng understood that this was Liu Yan's attitude to the outside world, and that he had only one future heir.

That is his eldest son Liu Peng, who cannot be replaced by anyone.

Liu Peng didn't speak, he just held Liu Ailin's delicate little hand and walked into the house.

As soon as I entered, I saw that the room was full of people.The beautiful middle-aged woman who is elegantly dressed and smells like a Jiangnan aristocratic family is her mother An.

The two wearing traditional Indian jewelry and European-style dresses were the second wife, Ruth, and the third wife, Anna.

The one with red lips and a European-style waist skirt was the Spanish singer's concubine who was bought by her father for three hundred pounds, and the mother of her little sister Liu Ailin, Mila.

As for the remaining two yellow-looking boys fighting on the ground, they were Liu Peng's two cheap brothers, Liu Ming and Liu Tian.

"You brat, are you healed?"

As soon as he entered the door, Liu Yan asked about Liu Peng's injury.

"Son, why are you so careless? If something happens to you, how will your mother survive!!" After Liu Yan finished speaking, his mother, An, looked at Liu Peng in a scolding tone and said, at the end, Tears filled his eyes, as if they were about to fall.

"Dad, I'm fine now." Liu Peng first answered the question to his father Liu Yan, "Mom, I'm fine now, don't worry, my son will never make you worry again!" Then Liu Peng said to himself again Mother Anshi comforted her.

"Auntie, brother could still dance just now!" Liu Ailin looked at Anshi who was wiping her tears with a handkerchief with pure eyes. She even imitated Liu Peng's appearance and danced a few times in front of everyone.

"Ha ha---"

"Ha ha---"

Everyone in the room laughed when they saw this.

"Eat first, eat first!" After Liu Yan finished laughing, he called everyone in the family to eat.

Soon, the huge dining table made of mahogany was filled with delicacies from the mountains and seas that Liu Peng had never tasted in his previous life.

Braised bison meat, shark's fin soup, lobsters thicker and longer than an arm, some Jiangnan and Cantonese-style side dishes and snacks, and even a few Spanish dishes.

It can be said to be very rich.

That is to say, today is the second day after Liu Peng recovered from his horse fall. Otherwise, he would not have been so rich.

If you eat like this every day, even if the Liujiabao family is big and powerful, they can't afford such luxury. After all, there are so many people to feed.

"Son, eat. Mom specially asked the kitchen to make this dish for you. You like this the most." Anshi picked up a piece of roasted golden bison and put it into Liu Peng's bowl, her tone full of affection. .

"Thank you, mother." Liu Peng put the roasted bison meat into his mouth and said thank you.

His eyes were constantly observing the movements and expressions of everyone at the dinner table.

The two nominal second mothers and third mothers skillfully picked up the vegetables with chopsticks and ate in small bites. They ate very reluctantly. Even now, they are still not used to the rules of the Liu family in Liujiabao. After all, they were born in India. Although the tribe is the chief's daughter, she still retains the roughness of the Indians, and this kind of cumbersome table manners is still not applicable to this day.

From time to time, the two communicated with each other using Indian slang that Liu Peng could barely understand.

The two tough-headed brothers beside them were cheap brothers who only knew how to work, but their appearance was not so good-looking, and they had been reprimanded by their father Liu Yan many times.

But it can only be maintained for a while, and it quickly returns to its original state.

As for the youngest Liu Ailin, she kept learning Liu Peng's careful and slow way of eating, and learned it in a decent way, making faces at Liu Peng who looked at her from time to time.

And Liu Ailin's mother, Mira, stumbled while holding the dishes on the table with her chopsticks. When she couldn't pick a certain dish, she whispered in Spanish to ask for help from her naughty daughter Liu Ailin.

"Peng'er, after eating, come to my study."

Just as Liu Peng was looking around to observe the situation of everyone at the table, his father Liu Yan's words brought Liu Peng back to reality.

"Yes, dad!" Liu Peng calmed down his expression and agreed to his father Liu Yan, who had already put down the dishes.

Then he watched Liu Yan enter the study, his eyes moved slightly, and his face showed thinking. He didn't know what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)