Two days after An Feng arrived home, Joanna, who was on vacation, also came back. Like An Feng, the first thing she did when she came back was to see how her horse was. The two of them had a similar smell. They put on their boots and walked into the stable without thinking it was dirty. They rolled up their sleeves and started shoveling horse manure.

However, Jenny held Pipi and stood outside watching them incomprehensible. After a while, she couldn't help asking, "Is this really interesting?"

An Feng straightened his waist, leaned on the shovel and thought for a while, shrugged: "It's a kind of interest."

"Shut horse manure?" Jenny expressed doubts.

Joanna's idea is quite unique: "It's like dog lovers raising dogs. People will bathe it, clean up the random discharge of feces for it, and take them out for a walk. It belongs to the emotional exchange between the two parties. It depends on you, you are responsible for it, and it will sincerely repay you."

"Oh, so profound." Jenny said.

An Feng asked her with a smile: "Do you want to run a lap later?"

"I? Forget it." Jenny shook her head and pinched her legs. "My thigh skin was sore that it hurts."

Joanna said: "I can teach you a lady's riding method that can avoid friction."

"Really?" Jenny walked over curiously.

Joanna took off her gloves and compared it in the air: "It is called a side saddle, and the riding method is called a side riding. It requires a set of ladies' saddles. Generally, she is on the left side, with both legs on the right side of the horse's body, with her left foot placing a stirrup, and her right foot hangs in the air. After practicing for a week or two, you can get used to this riding method."

"Two weeks? It's been a long time, and it sounds quite difficult, right?" Jenny retreated.

However, An Feng was curious about this way of riding horses and asked: "I have only seen this kind of riding method in books, and it is said that it was used by noble women in Europe."

Joanna nodded: "Side riding was born in the traditional European society in the past, but it has not been passed down now because men and women are equal. In ancient times, ladies all wives wore grand long skirts, and the words of crossing riding were really indecent. In order to meet the requirements of women, this kind of lady riding method was developed."

"So you learned it too?" An Feng asked.

"My father taught me when he was a child, and he also told me about this knowledge." Joanna said with a smile, "He said that this is like Lady."

"Then he is really knowledgeable and has the opportunity to talk to him." An Feng said.

Joanna's face suddenly became a little sad, "He's dead."

"Oh, I'm sorry." An Feng said hurriedly. He had been with Joanna for so long and rarely heard her talk about her family. It turned out that this is the reason.

"It's okay." Joanna shook her head, "I'm used to it."

Jenny looked at her a few times and asked hesitantly: "So, your father was also a nobleman when he was alive?"

When Jenny asked, An Feng also thought of it. No wonder she always felt that she had a temperament. Perhaps this was raised by a noble family since childhood?

She smiled indifferently: "What does it matter? Once a person dies, he cannot take anything away, no matter how great the title or fame it is."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little dull, and An Feng quickly changed the topic: "Let it go over, don't mention these sad things. Joanna, how about going out for a few laps?"

"Okay." Joanna nodded in agreement.

Put the saddle on the horse, flip it on the back, and ride it out to have fun. It is estimated that Philip and Angelina don’t have much time to play during this period. They felt that the original owner was riding on the back, and they were very excited. Even Philip overcame the problem of pace when he was walking around the barrel. An Feng was very pleased.

He rode his horse, sucking fresh air in big mouthfuls, feeling the wind blowing towards him, and his whole body was filled with indescribable pleasure. An Feng invited Jenny to get on the horse several times, but she refused with a smile. He didn't force it. Equestrianism was not something that everyone liked, so she let her walk the dog aside to play.

Maybe Jenny was bored, so she gave an idea: "How about we have a party tonight? The theme is...BBQ?"

An Feng felt that he had a good idea. He had been here for so long and had never invited neighbors. If you say that the relationship between neighbors in the United States is cold, it would not be possible to see how you integrate into the environment. If you have a different attitude of culture and not contact, you will have no friends. People with a little money have a wide range of friends. They like to have parties at home, invite neighbors, and neighbors bring friends to get colleagues. After a while, nightlife will naturally be rich.

"Joanna, will you come?" An Feng asked the most familiar one first.

"No problem," said Joanna. "What are the requirements?"

"There is no requirement, just come here at 8 o'clock in the evening." An Feng said.

After Joanna returned in the afternoon, An Feng and Jenny were busy preparing. Jenny looked through An Feng's refrigerator and frowned and wrote the purchase material list. An Feng was responsible for notifying her friends by phone, but she didn't have many, but she really wanted to invite them one by one. Fortunately, she was free most of the nights.

He followed the pickup truck and went to the city and took Jenny to the supermarket. He saw the American style of buying things: no matter whether it is useful or not, buy what is suitable first. Although many things will eventually be thrown into the trash can. But they always lack a little rationality in thinking about things...

After purchasing, he prepared the barbecue with Jenny for the evening. He bought a lot of things, including mutton beef, some vegetables, seafood, lobster, etc. Jenny was very skilled and cut the beef into a piece the size of a palm in a few seconds. An Feng admired him: "Awesome!"

"I used to do this," Jenny said with a smile.

"I thought you didn't eat barbecue until you made the suggestion at noon that I realized that I was wrong." An Feng said while washing vegetables.

"Most people eat it, but the frequency is low and they focus on health. The meat we roast is usually cooked, and we don't drink beer when eating these meats."

After hearing what Jenny said, I saw a lot of differences. At least beer is indispensable in eating barbecue in China. An Feng thinks it’s enough to eat barbecue and drink beer, and it’s worth it if you die. Moreover, foreigners are very picky, they don’t eat internal organs, and there is almost no grilled fish. The fish to be grilled must be without thorns, and they don’t eat thorns.

Later, there was a sound of cars outside the door. When An Feng went out, he saw a GMC off-road vehicle parked outside the door and looked at the license plate. The Bury family who lived nearest was coming first. The old cowboy Mark and his wife Olivi walked down from the front row, and Henry, Mary and their chung dog were sitting in the back row.

"Hi! Welcome!" An Feng stepped forward and hugged them one by one.

"I didn't come early, right?" Mark's voice was naturally loud and as he said, and he was a tall and cheerful man.

"On time, you are the first to arrive." An Feng said with a smile.

"Oh, it seems I have to have a few beers first." Mark put his hand on his jeans belt and looked at An Feng's kitchen with a smile.

An Feng was speechless. Didn’t everyone say that they should pay attention to healthy diet? Why did this guy yell at the moment that he wanted to have a good time drinking beer?

"Hi, Bruce!" Henry walked over, "I have mastered the boxing technique you taught me last time, and now I feel full of strength."

Seeing that Henry wanted to play a set of boxing, An Feng hurriedly stopped him and made him make a fuss here: "Only Kung Fu is not an outline, have you forgotten this rule?"

"Oh, I forgot, sorry." Henry slapped his head. Since the broadcast of the gymnastics incident, An Feng has no choice but to give him some real things.

I don’t know what this guy is learning about these things. I heard that he wants to show off with Xiao Hei… Influenced by the kung fu movies, Xiao Hei is still quite afraid of these things - in the past.

Mr. Guan Er is here, so he will not be beaten too badly.

At around eight o'clock, guests arrived one after another. Five people came to the other neighbors, Lan Dao's family, with the couple and three children. The sixteen-year-old girl Millie and Mary were classmates, and they soon got to chat. A five-year-old guy named Harvey also played with other children who came later.

An Feng sighed that the American family is big, but it is right to think about it. He must have more children. If a child is shot at school, what else is there at home? According to the theory of shell landing, shells will not fall into the same pit. Similarly, shooting will not happen in the same school.

So it's a good idea to arrange your kids to attend a shooting school.
Chapter completed!