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Just guessing based on your own imagination will make the original simple things more and more complicated.

The two people in a happy mood drove the car for more than an hour before reaching their destination. When they raised their eyes, they saw the pasture with a wide view, and they could see cattle and sheep.

Song Mian drove the car to the parking place, and saw a fat old man in his fifties, who came with four young men, two women and two women with warm smiles.

He pulled Yun to think about getting out of the car, and he shook hands with the old man first, even saying in Chinese: "Hello, Mr. Carl."

"Welcome to you, my distinguished guest, Song." The other party also spoke Chinese.

And it's not awkward at all, obviously he looks like an authentic native.

"This is my fiancee, Yun." Song Mian introduced Yun think about it.

"Hello, beautiful lady." The other party reached out friendly.

Yun thinks about shaking hands with the other party politely, and then the other party introduces the four young people behind, all of whom are Karl's children.

Everyone greeted each other before Carl took them to the ranch and first met his wife, who is a Chinese.

Being busy in the kitchen, the customs here are different from that of Hua Guo. Although the other party is also a Chinese, Yun thinks that he is not a regular customer for the first time, so he has no politeness to ask the kitchen to help.

Carl took them to the ranch for sightseeing. It was a big ranch. Yun thought about seeing a lot of cows, only to know that they are producing milk powder and milk, which is very famous in the hops country. Even if the country is in short supply, the quality is quite good.

"In the future, we will let Karl supply the milk powder after weaning." Then, Song Mian whispered and thought about it.

Yun Xiangxiang's face was hot all at once, and he stabbed him with his elbow without any trace, and warned him fiercely.

Finally, Carl took them to the dog-raising area. Carl raised a lot of shepherd dogs. He seemed to like dogs very much.

"Karl's dogs are also well raised, and many military police dogs will be recruited from him every year." Song Mian recovered seriously and said to Yun Xiang.

Yun thinks of looking at the dogs with strong bodies, there are special breeders training, these dogs respond very quickly.

There are also handicapped dogs, which are also taken good care of. Carl seems to like the dog very much and teases for a while before coming over.

"Half a month ago, I just had a pure white shepherd dog here." Carl said, and his son brought a dog that was not very milky and white.

The puppy should not have been weaned, but the hair is very beautiful and thick, and it will glow in the sun.

"Do you like it, I will give it to you." Carl said to Yun think about it.

Yun was a little surprised to think about it. She actually didn't know how to communicate with them. She didn't know whether it would be inappropriate to refuse, and it wouldn't be good to accept it. She looked at Song Mian.

"Thank you for my fiancee, Mr. Carl." Song Mian reached out and hugged the little guy over.

The little milk dog also hummed, Yun thinks about this favorite little cute, but when he thinks of the big fat dog next to him.

Looking at the little guy again, it will grow so big in less than a year and a half, and Yun's expression is a bit inexplicable when he thinks about it.

Quan Chengyun thinks that he rarely speaks. After he has a puppy, he pays more attention to the puppy.

But Carl's daughter would come to accompany her and talk about the dog, talk about the ranch, and talk about the fun places in the country of hops.

Yun Xiang listens carefully, expresses his thoughts from time to time, and then occasionally talks about the cultural landscape of China.

Karl’s eldest daughter said to be a doctor, and learned that Yun thought about being a Chinese actor. Both of them exclaimed that they also wanted to be an actor, but both of them went to register, but did not enter the relevant universities, only Can regret choosing another industry.

Asked Yun Xiangxiang's works again, Yun Xiangxiang told them one by one.

For dinner, they are used in the ranch. Carl's wife is named Bianxiu, a special name, a rare surname.

The technique of the side sleeves is particularly good, especially a kind of fruit cake soaked in rich rum. It is soft and mellow. Yun Xiangxiang is particularly fond of it. When she left, she seemed to see Yun Xiangxiang's favorite. Yun think about bringing it back.

But there was no cloud to think about when taking it home. Song Yao, who smelled the fragrance, divided them.

The little dog didn't follow them back. Karl knew that she would stay here for ten days, so she kept the little dog on the ranch. After all, she hadn't been weaned, and some procedures needed to be done.

When Yun thinks about his return trip, he can bring it back to China.

The shepherd dog is a kind of dog who adapts well to the environment. Yun thinks about it and doesn't worry that it will make a difference when he takes it back.

But I think there is often no one at home, and if the shepherd dog is kept at home, it will restrain its nature.

"Isn't it good to send Rum to Uncle Song?" Yun asked Song Mian tentatively.

Because of eating a delicious cake, and the reason why it is delicious and unique is the credit for rum, Yun thinks about it and named the rum directly.

"No, he is only responsible for walking the dog, not responsible for keeping." Song Mian smiled slightly, "He will be very happy to help you keep the dog, so that you will visit when you have time, he is eager to go to the Song Mansion, not to mention yes what reason."

"Uncle Song is so rare, are you not afraid?" Yun thinks about what is beautiful in her heart. Nothing is rarer than your future father-in-law, making you more satisfied.

"What am I afraid of?" Song Mian circled her waistline. "You may not know that my father has been raised by me."

"Does it mean begging for life under your hands?" Yun thought about raising his eyebrows.

"Of course." Song Mian was quite proud.

"Can you tell me, why did you raise Uncle Song?" Yun Xiang's fingertips were wrapped around Song Mian's chest. The smile on the corner of her lips was as bad as her hand.

Song Mian: ...

He probably guessed that Yun thinks that he must know the reason. He was annoyed by the old man's marriage.

Can this reason tell Yun to think about it?

Of course not, he now hopes to get married immediately.

"Cough." Song Mian coughed and said seriously, "Father is old, he shouldn't work anymore."

Yun thinks of looking at Song Mian with a look that you think I believe.

Not to mention that Song Chu was only in his early fifties. He looked only thirty years old, and his health was clear.

Song Mian blushed and gasped: "As you can see, his father's medical skills are too poor and he can only retire early."

Yun Xiangxiang's face twitched, and Song Mian's pair I really didn't want to reveal his father's appearance, making Yun think about being speechless.

"That's really hard for you." Yun thought for a long time before holding back this sentence.

Where did you know that Master Song still climbed up the pole and pressed Yun Xiang's hand on his chest: "So ah, how much do you love me?"