"I'm sorry Mr. George, are you and your friend okay?"

Lu Sirui hurriedly directed Fang Lin to help George pull his friend and the motorcycle out of the ditch.

Persuade them to go to the hospital for a check-up.

If hospitalization is required, Lu Sirui is willing to bear all medical expenses.

"Beautiful girl, do you think we are in trouble?"

George patted the dust off his body and said humorously: "Texas cowboys only shed blood but not tears. Even if they are injured by the enemy, they must kill the enemy before they die."

"Little mouse, am I right?"

George slapped his companion on the back.

"Uncle George, stop calling me Mouse. My name is Jerry."

His companion grimaced in pain and took off his helmet while mumbling.

The white man whom George called little mouse was about twenty years old. He was wearing a well-fitting suit and a red tie around his neck. He was thin and had a gentle temperament.

Standing next to the tall and strong George, he looked two sizes smaller.

"Jerry, little mouse... poof!"

Fang Lin suddenly burst into laughter.

Lu Sirui nudged Fang Lin with his elbow and whispered, "Brother Fang, he's in such a miserable state, why are you still making fun of him?"

"Sorry, sorry, the scene brought back memories and I couldn't help myself."

Fang Lin stopped laughing and explained, "Si Rui, you don't know that there is a well-known cartoon in the Stars and Stripes called Tom and Jerry. One of the main characters in the cartoon is a little mouse named Jerry."

The young white man in front of me looked frowning for some reason.

Take a look at it.

It really looks a bit like the little mouse Jerry in the cartoon.

"My good nephew, he is the good friend I introduced to you, Lin Zi, and his Xia country name is Fang Lin."

"He knows our country very well. He even knows the cartoon Tom and Jerry."

George took the initiative to introduce himself to everyone.

Jerry next to him is George's distant relative.

Not long ago, Jerry was assigned by the company to go on a business trip to Xiaguo.

"Hello, Mr. Fang."

"During the days since I came to Xia Country, Uncle George often mentioned you to me, saying that you were the one he had the best relationship with among the Xia people he knew."

"Thank you for letting my uncle feel the warmth and friendship of friends in a foreign country."

Compared to George, who seems like an old naughty boy, Jerry is obviously well educated.

Be polite and courteous.

Thanks to Fang Lin for introducing a lot of friends to George, which enriched George's spare time during his work in Xiaguo.

"Nice to meet you. As friends, it's our duty to help each other."

After looking at George and Jerry's reactions, Fang Lin was sure that they were fine and his heart settled down.

"Old Qiao, why are you here? This place is not very close to the embassy and the Friendship Hotel."

Fang Lin asked casually.

"We came here specifically to find you."

After get off work, George rode his motorcycle to the hotel to pick up his nephew Jerry, who had been in a bad mood, and borrowed the hotel phone to call the agricultural machinery factory.

The person who answered the phone said Fang Lin had left a long time ago.

I guess Fang Lin should be coming to Machinery Factory No. 8 to pick up his girlfriend Lu Sirui.

George brought his nephew here to try his luck.

My nephew met with bad luck.

George couldn't help him out of his trouble.

I thought that introducing my friends to him might help Jerry have a perfect trip to Xiaguo.

"So that's it."

Fang Lin said, "You probably haven't eaten yet, right? Old Qiao, do you want to find a place, or should I arrange it?"

"Of course you arranged it."

George said with great joy: "I brought Jerry to see you for another purpose, to help this kid relieve his sorrow with delicious food."

"I think you want to eat mutton kebabs."

Fang Lin joked.

"Haha, same, all the same."

George said with a grin, "Although I don't like that female war profiteer, I still agree with what she said: If you want to conquer a man, you must first conquer his stomach."

“There is nothing that can’t be solved by delicious food.”

"Uncle, you are so rude."

Jerry warned, “You shouldn’t call a respected lady a warmonger.”

"Tsk! Jerry, a few years of living in the city has almost made you forget the upright character of us Texans. That woman claims that delicious food can bring peace, but at the same time she is ramping up her military and slaughtering innocent Northern Irish people."

"I didn't call her a monster, which was quite gentlemanly of me."

George disagreed and continued to satirize the Iron Lady, whom he regarded as a devil.

In order to completely occupy the land of the neighboring country, the Iron Lady repeatedly sent troops to carry out bloody suppression.

George naturally doesn't like such people who say one thing and mean another.

"Old Joe, stop talking about these unhappy things. You just want to eat lamb kebabs, no problem, I'll grill them for you."

Fang Lin interrupted George's yelling at the right time.

George is indeed a qualified cowboy. He says what he thinks and never hides anything.

Right is right, there is no room for kindness.

He did not conceal his disgust for the war.

And a dislike for two-faced people.

Fang Lin, Lu Sirui and Jerry set off in a car, and George followed on a tricycle.

Half an hour later, two cars stopped in front of the repair shop.

Fang Lin got out of the car and shouted inside: "Liangzi, look who's here?"

"Hey, isn't this Old Joe? Is this your friend?"

Not long after, Xu Liang, wearing work clothes, came out with Lao San, Er Zi, Hu Zi and others.

George introduced Jerry's identity again.

I couldn't wait to ask Xu Liang if I could buy mutton now.

He would eat fifty skewers by himself.

"Since you said so, I promise to let you eat mutton kebabs tonight."

While Xu Liang led everyone in, he instructed the third and second sons to buy some mutton and some vegetables.

At the first barbecue party, Fang Lin showed off his skills to everyone.

Not only are the lamb skewers grilled to a greasy texture, but even the vegetables are grilled to a sizzling aroma.

When coated with the sauce prepared by Fang Lin himself, ordinary vegetables take on a new flavor.

"Si Rui, long time no see."

Wang Mochou pulled Lu Sirui and said, "How come you have time to come here today?"

When Lu Sirui thought of the big joke he had made, his face turned red again.

Wang Mochou looked at Fang Lin in confusion.

Fang Lin waved his hand, signaling Wang Mochou to stop asking.

After a while, the two brought back the vegetables and mutton.

Without Fang Lin's instructions, everyone immediately took up their respective duties.

Wash vegetables, cut vegetables, cut meat, and mix ingredients.

Xu Liang and Lao San moved out an oven that was almost two meters long.

Next, Xu Liang found a small bag of charcoal and spread the charcoal evenly inside the oven.

The lamb is cut into finger-joint sized pieces.

Put a handful in a bowl and marinate.

The other half is skewered with iron skewers polished from bicycle spokes.

Both ways of eating have their own merits. The unmarinated skewers retain the original flavor of the lamb.

After baking, sprinkle with cumin and chili powder according to personal taste.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the first batch of skewers were grilled.

More than a hundred lamb skewers were laid out flat on the table.

Fang Lin was wearing a chef's hat made of newspaper and grilling vegetable skewers with a palm-leaf fan in his hand.

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