Even the worst case tonight is that Nathan may still be in danger of life. After all, grandpa already knows about the fact that he and Nathan have been in bed. If grandpa is particularly dissatisfied with Nathan, it is still possible. Killing Nathan to vent his anger, for grandpa, even if Nathan is a major, it is not enough to protect his safety. Grandpa’s fiery temper is said to be very kind when he was young. Since taking charge of the family, he has started. Vigorously and resolutely.
Jenny was uneasy in her heart. If the worst happened, she would definitely use her life to protect Nathan's safety.
At this time, Nathan stretched out his hand, put his arm around Jenny's shoulder, and said to Jenny: "Don't be afraid, there is me, this kind of thing should be solved by our man, Jenny, don't worry."
Nathan actually started to persuade Jenny.
"I am such a talented person, your grandpa will definitely like it." Nathan continued, "He can see my potential."
"Your potential?" After hearing Nathan's words, Jenny's mood finally began to return to normal: "Then tell me, what potential do you have?"
"My potential is too big to be limited. If I want to, the position of the President of the United States is mine." Nathan said: "However, I don't want to be President. The President of the United States is just a big family pushed to the fore. It’s just the dolls of the United States. It is the big families behind those who are in charge of America."
Jenny, who had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Nathan's words, became nervous again: "Nathan, you can't talk nonsense to Grandpa about this kind of thing."
The car drove into a manor. From the outside, this manor was nothing special. It was quiet and elegant. There were grape racks on both sides. Now, the leaves on the vines have become emerald green, although they have not yet begun to bear fruit. I can imagine that all of them are grapes.
Nathan looked at this large area of grapes. It is conceivable that the owner here should have collected a lot of wines, and inside the manor, there may be a cellar dedicated to wine making.
Finally, when the sky began to darken, the car stopped in front of a building, in the style of an eighteenth-century castle, and there was a breath of history blowing in the air.
Nathan raised his nose: "Well, it smells of wine."
Jenny glanced at Nathan, knowing that Nathan was deliberately relaxing.
"Miss, Mr. Nathan, Mr. Guy is waiting for you on the second floor."
"I see." Jenny said, "Nathan, go, come with me."
Jenny took Nathan and walked into the room. The two servants opened the door. There were steps in front of them. After walking up the steps of the stairs, up to the second floor, they saw a large table in the candlelight.
The table is made of precious oak. On the front of the table, an old man is waiting there quietly. He is holding a book in his hand and reading silently.
There is no shortage of electricity in the manor, but this kind of candle has an ancient charm. Jenny walked over respectfully and said: "Grandpa, I'll take Nathan and come to see you."
"Yeah, my Jenny is back." The old man said, "Come on, sit down, and, Nathan, sit down too."
"Old sir, it's nice to meet you." Nathan greeted the old man: "This is a gift I made. I give it to you. I hope you like it."
The first time I come, I must bring gifts, but people like people definitely don’t lack money. No matter how valuable gifts are, they are all drizzle in front of people, and the country is rich enough to describe the helms of these families. , Absolutely right.
Originally, Nathan took half a day to figure out his outfit, but Nathan hesitated for a long time as to what gift to give to the other party. He began to write about it during the haircut, and it was not until the afternoon. It's a hands-on, fortunately to catch up.
Jenny had noticed that Nathan was holding a small box, but since Nathan didn’t mention it, Jenny didn’t ask him. Now, Nathan respectfully handed the box to the butler. The butler on the side was holding the box. , Handed it to the front of the old man.
Then, under everyone's gaze, the butler opened the box.
What's inside? Can it arouse grandpa's favor
Jenny's eyes were staring at the butler's hand. At this moment, his hand seemed to be in slow motion. Even Jenny couldn't wait to open the box at once.
Finally, the box opened.
Under the candlelight, this box was opened little by little. Suddenly, there was a flash of light inside, which was quite dazzling. Jenny looked over. It was a model made of bullet shells!
That’s right, it’s bullet shells. At least hundreds of bullet shells were used to stick them together. The glue has solidified. These bullet shells are actually glued into a lifelike eagle. The wings of the eagle are unfolded, which is unimaginable. How Nathan glued the bullet shells together, looking at it this way, it really looks like the feathers on the wings of an eagle. It's too vivid.
However, the old man has never seen anything, the eagle glued with a bunch of bullet shells, is there anything strange, grandpa would like it
Then, I saw Grandpa's eyes light up. Following Grandpa's gaze, Jenny looked down again and saw that there was a big six-pointed star on the base.
Had Nathan already guessed something
"The eagle spreads its wings and swallows the mountains and rivers, old sir, you are like an eagle, flying at the highest point of the times, looking down at the younger generations of us." Nathan said: "I am willing to be a little snail, although slow , But if you keep climbing, you can still reach your height."
Nathan’s words have a lot of meaning and can have many explanations. After a little thought, the old man also smiled: "Well, kid Nathan, I like your gift very much. I accept it."
It's so simple, it's just gone? Jenny looked at her grandfather actually accepting the gift made of the bullet shell, she was also quite curious, and at the same time, Jenny was also relieved in her heart. At least her grandfather looks in a good mood now, so let's talk about it next.
"It's okay to ask you to come this time, but my old man is very boring to eat alone. Find someone to have a meal, come, and serve." The old man Guy said to the housekeeper.
"Yes." The butler replied, beckoning to the back, and saw a famous servant pushing the trolley and starting to have an American meal.
If you just think that McDonald's and KFC are the staple food of the United States, you are wrong. Although there are no eight major cuisines, the dinner party for the upper class in the United States is also quite rich. (End of this chapter)