After a while, Luke stood up with a strange expression: "Okay, Selena, feed it all."
Accompanied by his words, Mei Dao's tail wagged even more cheerfully.
Luke narrowed his eyes, took two steps back, and looked at the beautiful knife.
Now, it sticks its big head into the food bowl again, enjoying the extra meal given to it by the little master.
For the next half day, Luke and Selena stayed at the ranch.
It was rare for Drex to see Luke, and he was already showing off his skills as Barbie Q.
Selena's father, Marino, also came over and greeted Luke before going to care about Mei Dao.
He knew that his daughter cherished this old golden retriever who grew up with her.
However, looking at Mei Dao who was alive and kicking there, Marino asked strangely: "It... it's very lively, more lively than usual, it doesn't look like it's sick."
Luke was helping Drakes cook the barbecue by the open-air oven. He just shrugged when he heard this, and Selena looked blank.
In the evening, Luke and Selena came home with a packed barbecue.
Neither of them had been to the ranch for too long, and when Drakes was happy, he did too much barbecue.
The old man simply asked them to take all of them home, so that the family members could also taste his handicrafts.
He sent Selena home first, and gave her most of the barbecue by the way.
There are many relatives in her family, so she can deal with this huge pile of meat casually.
On Luke's side, only Robert has a good appetite. Catherine and Claire are average eaters of meat. Joseph's digestive function is not very good, so he can't eat more of this, just bring some meaning back.
"Keep an eye on Meidao, and call me immediately if you have any questions." Luke told Selina.
Selena was taken aback: "Could it be, is it really sick?" Her voice trembled a little.
Luke shook his head: "No, it shouldn't be sick. It looks very good. I just want you to pay attention."
It is good a little overdone! He added silently in his heart, and drove away.
When we got home, we took out the barbecue. Unsurprisingly, no one was very excited.
Not long after they finished their dinner, the two girls and one kid were not able to eat meat, so they had a taste of it.
Only Robert and Luke had a bottle of beer each, and watched the ball game on TV, enjoying the barbecue.
Luke casually asked the FBI about the search for fugitives, and it turned out that Robert really received a notification here.
However, it is said that he is just a single fugitive, and the town does not need to send police force to assist in the search. Robert, the unprofessional pensioner sheriff, decisively let go.
Although the police in the small town are not serious, they often need to solve some bullshit problems between various ranches and farms. They are not busy but time-consuming. It is commonplace to argue with farmers and ranchers for dozens of minutes in the sun.
He is not interested in adding the task of searching mountains to his police officers. It is dangerous, of no benefit, and a waste of police force.
Luke was not surprised by this situation.
The two FBI agents looked quite normal, so he just checked out habitually, so as not to cause any disaster to the ranch at his grandfather's place.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luke tested Robert: "You say, let grandpa transfer the ranch, or find someone to help manage it, so that he won't be so tired, how about?"
Robert disagreed: "Drex is the character who can't be idle, and the kind of slacker he despises the most in his life. Why didn't he object to the matter between me and Catherine? Didn't he see how diligent I was when I ran the ranch? Jiner, it's best not to mention your thoughts to him. Although he dotes on you very much, he will definitely not give you a good face. "
Luke was speechless for a moment: "It's not that I told him not to do anything, it's just that he is almost seventy years old, and I just want him to do less physical work."
Robert glanced at him sideways, pondered for a moment, and lowered his voice: "I heard that Marino intends to buy a small ranch."
Luke was taken aback: "He..."
He subconsciously wanted to say "Is he rich?", but he realized it immediately.
Selena's small treasury has invested 200,000 yuan in Cosmic Cube Technology Company, and there are about 400,000 yuan left.
Her family is also more careful about spending money. She should have some savings, and it may not be impossible to scrape together a small farm and become a family business.
He also pondered: "But, they don't have enough money to buy grandpa's ranch, right?"
Robert laughed loudly: "What are you thinking? Marino wants to buy the small ranch next to your grandfather, and he intends to ask your grandfather to invest in it."
"Won't grandpa be busier?" Luke was puzzled.
Robert smiled: "Then you give him a suggestion, find someone who can manage the daily management of the ranch, and manage the Marinona Ranch."
Luke thought for a while: "You mean, if grandpa wants to rest, he can also hand over his ranch to this person to manage together?"
Robert patted him on the shoulder: "Well, that's what you said, I didn't say anything."
Luke:…
It turned out that I was waiting for myself here.
Robert had no fear of Drakes, the rough guy was actually very proud.
Even Luke and Claire's college tuition fees were saved by himself, and he never talked to Drakes.
Even though Drakes kept saying that he would pay for Luke's college tuition, Robert didn't accept it.
Therefore, he didn't want to talk about the old man's ranch, and he didn't want Catherine to intervene.
Luke is Drex's grandson, so it's no problem to talk about it.
Of course, Claire and Joseph are also grandchildren, but these two obviously don't have the strength to persuade Drakes' stubborn old man.
Only Luke, Robert felt that he must have a way to persuade the old-fashioned Drakes.
Luke rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment: "Is there a suitable candidate for that manager?"
Selena's father, Marino, is definitely not good. Although he has been a cowboy for more than ten years, he is diligent and serious in his work, and his cowboy skills are very professional, but he really has no management skills.
Robert shrugged: "If you think this idea is feasible, then let Drakes find it himself. He is still very interested in expanding his "sphere of influence."
Luke was ashamed: Isn't my grandfather a little too energetic? Much more diligent than myself.
"Then I'll call grandpa sometime," Luke said.
Robert: "Aren't you going in person?"
Luke sighed: "You have to think it over before you can finalize this matter in one fell swoop. I guess it's too late for this holiday."
Robert patted his forehead: "Well, you are always so old-fashioned."
After talking about this topic, he hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice: "You are in Los Angeles... are you okay?"
Luke shrugged: "That's it, it's actually the same as in Houston. I'm not in DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration), so you don't have to worry so much."
Robert snorted softly: "Don't fool me. You guy... you better restrain yourself."
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