Lisco's American Life

"Meg, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you, I don't know what happened to me, I just, just," Willow stood next to Lisko, looking at Mag who turned away from her, her little eyes were filled with tears.

Some are red.

"It's okay, Vivian, Mag won't be angry, but remember not to be like this next time. Mag is the kind of dog that loves you the most." Lisko knelt down and touched Willow's hair to comfort her.

holding little girl.

"I definitely won't, I'm sorry, Mag." Willow held back the tears she wanted to shed.

"Does it hurt? Can I give it a blow? Sometimes I bump into something, and mom just blows it for me. It's very useful." After speaking, Willow carefully picked up the wheat.

Grid's paws were breathing gently, with a serious expression.

Lisko did not interrupt her. Children grow up by making constant mistakes. I believe she will not be so fond of the new and dislike the old next time. Of course, this is not blamed on Willow, it is the nature of children.

I remember Lisko was chatting with a colleague who had just given birth to a daughter in his previous life.

At that time, he asked out of curiosity, "Would you hit a child when she makes a mistake?"

He replied confidently, "If a child makes mistakes, how can he grow without education?"

"Then you want to beat your daughter if she makes a mistake?"

"Why did you beat her?" His expression changed at that time, "Children don't make mistakes, it's a small bump in growth."

Well, it’s an old double standard as soon as you open your mouth.

Lisko handed the comforted Mag to Willow and watched her smile again.

Walking into the cowboy dormitory, Lisko took a look at the environment. It was much better than the last time he came here. Sure enough, he had to forcefully demand these bachelors to make improvements.

There are several pots of green plants on the middle table, adding a touch of green to the monotonous dormitory. Everyone's clothes are hung up regularly. The idle cowboys are resting, and a few are sitting together playing cowboy poker.

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Lisko walked inside and watched as Hammer spread a layer of felt on the ground. Others were sitting on it, carving with a knife. There were sawdust around him. Lisko could vaguely see that it was a human figure.

"You are very good at your craftsmanship. What is this carving?"

Lisko didn't mind that there was garbage next to him, so he sat down and looked at Hammer with interest.

Hammer heard the sound and looked up.

"Sir." He greeted.

He bowed his head respectfully before replying to Lisko's question.

"This is a knight on horseback, and the expedition has just begun."

Hammer is an old cowboy. He has been a cowboy since he was in his twenties. He has a strict character. For the older generation of cowboys, the rancher is their monarch, because almost a cowboy has worked on a ranch all his life.

It is closely related to ranching. In the past, even from father to son, two generations worked on the same ranch, so Hammer inherited the habits of his cowboy father and always respected the rancher who paid him a salary.

"I like to carve these knights. I am a person who admires knights. This is a large part of the reason why I am a cowboy." Seeing Lisko's interest, Hammer also began to show Lisko his works.

He pulled a backpack off the bed, unzipped it, and took it out one by one.

"Dion de Beaumont has always been controversial because his gender was unclear in history, so I carved a mask, but you see, I also highlighted the softness of the woman in his waist," Hammer said.

With calloused palms, he pointed to Lisko and introduced him.

Lisko looked at Xiang carefully. The statue was about the size of the palm of his hand. The carving was lifelike. It was a great work. Hammer also painted it with white and red armor, holding a sword in his hand, and a horse.

All the hairs are specially outlined.

If at first, Lisko's praise was just polite, now it was truly amazing. He had no idea about the artistry and craftsmanship of this kind of work. In the eyes of an outsider like him, there was really no fault. It was a first-class product.

"Hammer, you are really surprising." Lisko took the statue and stroked it gently with his hand. It is oily, wear-resistant, and corrosion-resistant. The intercellular structure is uniform and dense, but the wood is mild, so it is not easy to crack and deform.

Fine grain, easy to process, strong toughness.

The material of this sculpture should be basswood, which is common in the United States and is also a cheap and common carving material.

Lisko touched the smooth and soft appearance and liked this kind of work very much.

"You can make one for me when you have time. I think your craftsmanship is great."

Hammer readily agreed. He had always regarded this as a hobby. He would play with it after carving it and did not like to be seen by others. Therefore, he had many of his previous works in his collection, including various knight sculptures and historical figures.

The five knights were all carved out by him one by one based on the characteristics he checked.

Liske used his mobile phone to find a picture. He had seen it uploaded by a netizen on the Internet before. It was a painting.

The content is that a shirtless fisherman, whose face cannot be seen, steps on a whale, with waves surging underneath it.

"Can this be done?" Liske liked the picture very much when he saw it, but when asked to tell him what he liked and why he liked it, he couldn't tell.

Some things are like this, you don’t know what they are for or what they mean, but when you see them, you want to put them in your pocket.

Hammer held his chin and looked at the picture up and down several times. His hand was still moving in the air, thinking about the direction of the knife. After a long while, he nodded.

"Okay. But it will take some time."

Lisko received a positive reply and didn't care about waiting for a while.

"It's okay. You take your time. I'll put it in the library of my new house when the time comes."

After arranging for him to remember to put on the paint, Lisko left the dormitory. He planned to visit Les, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and inquire about his motorcycle. When he saw someone riding one today, he seemed to have found the toy he wanted.

, my heart has been itching.

Les' pasture wasn't close either, so Lisko didn't bother to drive, so he got on his white horse and galloped away.

The feeling of riding a horse is still great. I am grateful that my field of vision has improved and I can see distant scenery that I could not see before.

Soon we arrived at the French-style gate of Les Ranch.

Of course the cowboy passing by the door knew this famous nearby writer and let him go without any obstruction.

Lisko's own ranch does not have a gatekeeper. Most people will not run in by themselves. Anyone who comes to visit will call in advance to make an appointment. After all, everyone is afraid of entering other people's territory rashly, and there will be no explanation for being shot to death.

David of Li's Ranch manages the ranch, and Lisko only controls the general direction. Although he promised to focus more on the ranch, David does a good job, and Lisko does not need to worry about many things, so he has a lot of free time.

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Lisko has always believed that the saying "Those in power work hard for their brains" is right. Trusting others can make your life much smoother.