Little Life on An American Ranch

After leaving the circus tent, none of the four little guys wanted to go home, so Jian Heng had to accompany these little guys to wander here again, and walked back and forth almost twice before everyone returned to the ranch.

In the evening, when Jian Heng brought his four children back from calligraphy practice on the farm, the old boy Wu Yong came to pick up the children slowly in a plane.

In the next few days, Jian Heng's little life was pretty good. Ningning and Xiaoan hang out with Pooh Denver all day long, and they are hardly at home. The cooking work is almost taken over by their mother Sun Xiuying, the old lady Almost ruled the kitchen, and Jian Heng wanted to intervene, so he just started to do it, so Jian Lan was happy to have a leisurely time, and he seemed to be more idle every day.

In the next week or so, Jian Heng was busy with the security of the ranch again. The security system on the ranch was gradually implemented, and the security personnel were all in place. I dare not say that Jian Heng's place has become a dragon's pool, but if someone If you enter the ranch, you can find it within five minutes, catch it or drive it out of the ranch within 15 minutes, there is no problem at all.

Everything is ready, just wait for the Spring Festival!

It's a pity that this is just Jian Heng's idea. After two days of fun, Jian Heng encountered a very new thing.

Jian Heng was slipping around the corner that day, when he suddenly heard his cell phone ringing, he took it out and saw that it was the ranch guard calling, and now the guard has arrived at his post, and he has to check the certificate or scan his face when he comes in and out, when outsiders come in You must have Jian Heng or barley and wheat, and Zhao Changshan can only come in with a nod.

"Hello, Jian Heng!"

"BOSS! There is a Mr. Ferran outside the door who wants to see you, and said that he made an appointment with you in the morning." The doorman naturally knew that it was Jian Heng's call, and after he got through, he explained his situation.

Jian Heng listened and nodded: "It's so fast, that's fine, let them in."

The person who called Jian Heng early in the morning was the principal of a nearby elementary school. He heard that there were two school-age children in Jian Heng's family, who were running around all day without going to school, so he called and thought about suggesting that Jian Heng put the two children together. A child is sent to school.

In the eyes of Chinese children, this season is winter vacation, but it is not for American children. They do not celebrate the Spring Festival, and Christmas is over, so American elementary schools generally start school at this time. It was because of this time difference that Jian Heng was targeted by the principal.

"OK!"

After the first good sentence, he quickly hung up the phone.

Jian Heng saw that all these people had come,

Don't go out and sneak out yourself, just wait at home.

After hearing that Fei Lan was the principal of a nearby elementary school in the morning, Jian Heng thought about meeting him. Anyway, it was not a few years since his child went to school.

Of course, Jian Heng thinks it's not too late, but if this is said, others will definitely laugh at him, because Jian Heng's child is still in the stomach of Barley and Wheat, and it's really not right to think about going to elementary school at this time Average morning!

Jian Heng didn't expect that the principal came here to persuade Ningning and Xiaoan to go to school. He thought the principal was here to solicit sponsorship.

Jian Heng has become accustomed to soliciting sponsorship in the United States. Anyway, as long as he has a little money, he will be targeted by various charitable organizations and ask you to attend some kind of reception every day. Dinner parties or something, just to get money out of the pockets of rich people.

When he was wondering how much money the principal was going to ask for this time, Jian Heng saw a small gray Toyota driving into the ranch, and followed his sight all the way to the front of his house.

"Hello, Mr. Jean"

As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged Caucasian man in his forties and fifties got out of the car. With framed glasses and a thin face, he looks like someone with a certain spirit in the movie.

He looks a little wretched in appearance, but the principal has a good reputation. As a person who lives around, Jian Heng has heard some people's opinions, and this principal has already been a teacher when he was working at Jian Heng Ranch. Principal, you have done a good job these years.

"Hello, Mr. Feilan." Seeing the person coming out, Jian Heng immediately greeted him two steps: "Go, let's go in and talk."

With that said, Jian Heng led Fei Lan into the room, and sat down in the living room.

Sun Xiuying looked at the guests and asked her son in Chinese, "Is this the principal who said he would come over this morning?"

Jian Heng nodded, and then asked Fei Lan, "Would you like tea or coffee?"

"Tea bar, I heard that you have special authentic tea from China, I want to try it." Ferran was not polite, and opened his mouth to drink Chinese tea.

Jian Heng smiled slightly after hearing this, and then said to his mother: "Make me a pot of tea, there is a green iron box in the second cabinet on the left, use the tea inside there!"

"I see! By the way, how much does it cost to borrow a book here!" After finishing speaking, Sun Xiuying turned around and quickly went into the kitchen to make tea.

Jian Heng turned his head to Fei Lan and said, "Mr. Fei Lan, may I ask if you are here this time?"

Ferran smiled and said, "I came this time because I heard that two school-age children came to your ranch. They play all day and don't go to school. Come and ask them if they are interested in coming to our school!"

Jian Heng listened for a moment, thought for a while and said: "I'm afraid there is something wrong, the two children are not American citizens, and the family's situation is not too rich!"

Jian Heng thought that the headmaster was planning to sharpen a knife to kill people, so he opened his mouth and used this reason to reject the matter. Anyway, Ning Ning and Xiao An will return to China in about a month.

Phelan listened and said: "I am not the immigration office. I don't care whether the children have American citizenship or not. I just care whether these children have received the education they deserve. So for me and the school, it doesn't matter if the children are Americans or not. There is no big difference between people, and they all have the right to receive education.”

"It's okay if you're not American?" Jian Heng asked curiously.

Phelan nodded and emphasized once again that there are no American children, and their school accepts them. It’s not that Phelan’s school can’t recruit students, but that this is the case in Montana. All school-age children must receive education in school. Don't check the child's household registration, and don't ask about unnecessary things.

Jian Heng thought for a while, and then opened his mouth to ask: "This child may go back to China to go to school in more than a month. If this is the case, will your school allow them to try to take classes for a month?"

Hearing what Principal Fei Lan said, Jian Heng suddenly had the urge to let the little girl experience American classrooms. As for money, it is not a big deal for Jian Heng. How much does it cost?

After hearing this, Principal Feilan said directly: "Yes! If possible, you can send them to school tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Even if they don't know English, it doesn't matter much. Now children have less homework. Although our school There is no Chinese teacher, but we have experienced teachers, and the children learn the language very quickly, so I don’t think the language is a big problem.”

Most American children of this age go to school for sports or to communicate with their peers. At the same time, they develop the habit of observation and thinking. If they really memorize by rote, it is impossible for them to learn about ten o’clock. It’s not like The schoolbags of domestic children in elementary school are heavy, and the homework is done until ninety o'clock.

Jian Heng said: "Their English is not bad, and there is no problem in daily conversation."

"That's better," said Principal Phelan.

At this moment, Sun Xiuying brought the tea, and then returned to the kitchen, looking at the foreign principal eagerly from the kitchen window, especially wanting to know the answer she wanted.

"How is that fee calculated? Is there any school selection fee?" Jian Heng saw that Feilan was drinking tea in a serious manner, and opened his mouth: "Ask about something substantive.

Feilan put down the baby in his hand strangely, and asked, "What is the school selection fee?"

"It's fine if you don't have this! I'm asking how much the total cost is?" Jian Heng decided to put it another way.

Ferran began to report to Jian Heng while thinking about it. There were not many items in total, and the most important thing was the children's lunch expenses at school at noon.

"No more?"

"It's gone!" Feilan said, "Where can't there be too much?"

When Jian Heng heard it, he felt that the Yankees did a good job in this.