Grasp the farming script in the famous book

After receiving the shotgun license, Rhett actually took Roland to hunt.

They set out from New Orleans, first took a steamboat, went upstream along the Mississippi River, and headed for the large lush swamps and wetlands at the mouth of the river.

The mouth of the Mississippi River is extremely wide, and the wide channel has been maintained for dozens of miles, and it seems that there has been no change at all.

Roland stood on the steamboat, facing the steamy wind, listening to the steam turbine boiler working in his ear, and occasionally passing a water bird above his head.

Looking at the emerald green river bank covered with vegetation in the distance, she couldn't help but silently thank God in her heart.

This big river, like all the mother rivers of human beings, has sent abundant products to the people on both sides of the river and at the mouth of the sea.

Whether it is the rice eaten by the people nearby, or the unusually rich river seafood where the river flows into the sea, it all benefits from the gifts of this river.

At this time, Rhett was like an experienced sailor, sitting behind the steamboat at the helm.

He told Roland how he crossed the blockade. He said that he drove a steamboat to an island outside Charleston, then lowered the rowboat, and crossed the blockade in the dark, transporting the goods bit by bit. Landed and sent to the southern states.

He described how his ship lost its course in a storm, and he had to seriously consider whether he would see God or Poseidon first after death...

Roland couldn't help being dazed, she remembered what he said, "the destruction of the country" is an opportunity to "make a lot of money".But when others are jealous and loathing him, they may not realize how much risk this gambler-like guy has taken.

Rhett also drove the steamboat to a small island in the swamp, where he took Roland into a paddle boat and threw a shotgun for hunting birds to Roland, "Then—"

Roland reached out to copy it, took the shotgun in his hand, and held the barrel for inspection.

This is an old-fashioned flintlock gun, and the gunpowder has been loaded.

"Don't move, oh, Scarlett." Rhett's expression changed. Judging from his appearance, he should be in a cold sweat.

"Oh, I'm really afraid that if you snap it casually, I'll have to watch your little brain shatter in front of me..."

He looked genuinely terrified.

Roland thought to himself—what's so difficult about the flintlock shotgun?

She picked up the barrel of the gun, aimed at the aiming head, and lied casually: "I went hunting with Jia Le before the war, and this thing can't trouble me."

In the farming plane, hunting is the basic skill, especially in the plane where the land has not been reclaimed, hunting is all in the early stage.

Seeing the way she was aiming with the barrel of a gun, Brad immediately knew that she was an expert, and immediately smiled and threw her a box of gunpowder, saying, "Then I'm ready to watch you hunt!"

Rhett rowed the boat along the narrow water to the depths of the swamp, found a suitable place, and moored the boat.

The two of them stopped talking.Rhett listened to the movement of the waterfowl, and gestured to Roland.

He suddenly threw a stone in a certain direction among the reeds, and a group of water mallards were startled suddenly, flapping their wings and flying to the sky.

Roland spotted it and fired into the sky, and a wild duck fell in response.

"Very good, it seems that there is duck stew tonight."

Rhett slowly swayed the scull and rowed towards the place where the wild duck fell.

They rowed the boat into the reed marsh and found the hapless wild duck in the water.

"Not bad, right on the head so we don't get a bullet in the breast for our supper."

Rhett inspected Roland's prey.

Roland raised his head proudly, thinking: You don't want to see who is hunting.

Unexpectedly, Rhett continued: "Tommy Munro, I know it. The kid who was transferred from the infantry to the artillery at the last moment of the war. He was still chatting with me 2 minutes before he died, telling me that his mother opened a house for him. Small Restaurant."

"The next moment, I saw him lying next to me with his head covered in blood, not breathing."

"I figured if the shrapnel was off by a few centimeters, I'd be the one lying on the ground, not him. And he'd have a chance to go back to New Orleans, to the little diner, and sit down with Mrs. Munro. ..."

It turned out to be this reason.

It turned out that Rhett specially arranged for her to meet Mrs. Munro and borrow the kitchen of that restaurant...

Roland turned his head to look at Rhett's side face, and there was no pity on his face.

He just sat there quietly, looking at the lush reeds in front of him.The sun was shining on his tanned skin, and the wind on the Mississippi lifted his short hair.

He admired the nature in front of him, and was in awe of "fate".

"Thank you, Scarlett—"

Rhett said suddenly.

He left behind his estate after thanking her for bravely taking over from his colleagues.

"Thank you, Rhett."

Roland also replied seriously.

She was thanking him for taking her away from Tara and giving her a new world.

For a long time, the two of them have always been like the tip of a needle when they get along.

But here on the banks of the Mississippi River, deep in the lush reeds, she seemed to know this Rhett a little better at last, and she was able to treat him calmly from beginning to end.

"Scarlett, let's go back."

Ruide was stunned for a while, and bravely shook the scull again.They quickly returned to the steamer with their prey, and the steamer puffed out white steam again, carrying the two back to the port of New Orleans.

It was nearly dusk before returning to "Tommy's Kitchen".

The sign with "0" hangs desolately at the door of the restaurant. It has witnessed the disappointment of countless people.

But now, there is no one in front of the restaurant, and the setting sun is shining on the door of the restaurant, dragging the shadow of the signboard for a long time.

"Red, you have to be patient for dinner tonight—"

What she was holding in her hand was an adult mallard duck, and it would take a little longer to cook it until it was soft and tender.

"Maybe I can go to the kitchen and look around. Is there any leftover material that I can make some quick hands for you... What? Don't want to eat the leftover material? Who told you not to let me go to the market today..."

Before she could finish her words, her free hand suddenly fell into Rhett's.

He held her hand tightly, lowered his head and kissed her gently, and said in a hoarse voice, "What Bell said is true. I've never had another woman."

Roland: ...? !

After all, he clarified it to her himself.

But... other women, what does that mean?

Is she really unique to him?

She stared blankly at the man in front of her——

Roland, who usually has a super-fast mind and can solve any problem, now has a mess of wool in his mind.

Seeing her confused face, Rhett couldn't help striding forward, stretching out his arms to hug her.

His arms are very strong, like a pair of iron hoops, they won't let go when they hold her tightly together, and they can make her breathe faster than corsets.

She raised her head, and could actually see her own small shadow in his black eyes.

His breath was right next to her lips, she could feel that his lips were only about five centimeters away from hers, and there was a probability of 80 that he would kiss her.

What should she do?Close your eyes and wait?

Rhett suddenly saw her round eyes open, looking at a loss.

This guy laughed—

He let out a "ha" laugh, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes were full of bright smiles.

"Scarlett, listen to me."

He whispered in her ear.

"You keep those two shotguns, and you also need to keep the license you got today."

Roland shivered, and all the lines in her mind were clarified in an instant.

Rhett took her hunting today, and it was by no means a "leisure outing in the suburbs".

He gave her two weapons reasonably and legally so that she could protect herself in this city.

"This city is not as safe as you think. And... I'm leaving here tomorrow, for a short while..."

"Oh, Scarlett, this is the first time when I said to leave, there was a bit of reluctance in your eyes."

Roland: ...Really?

"My dear girl, didn't you say that without Rhett, you would still be you?"

Roland suddenly felt his face turn red.

She was able to say these words confidently in front of Bell, but why was it so strange when the person in front of her repeated it?

She realized that Rhett still hadn't let her go.

His breathing was right next to her ear, and she seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat clearly—thump-thump-thump, as fast as her own.

He was close to kissing her.

"I actually kissed you—"

He let her go suddenly.

She froze for a moment, then remembered: He had kissed her in "Memories", before he became the Don Quixote who went to fight the windmill with a spear, just like he She will never come back again, so before leaving, I want to imprint myself in her heart with this kiss.

"But this time,"

He held up her little hand again, and gently touched it to his lips.

"Trust me I'll be back soon."

"I once met a crystal, and I was attracted by its brilliant and wonderful light;"

"But I can't help but also think - oh, it's just a crystal, and it's fragile."

"But after I got really close, I realized that it can withstand any pressure, it is a diamond."

"So much so that I actually felt a little bit guilty and didn't dare to kiss it casually."

"Farewell, my beautiful Diamond Princess. We will see you soon."

After Rhett left, life went smoothly.

The two flintlock guns he handed to Roland were hidden under the counter in the restaurant, ready to be used at any time.But now it seems that there is no use at all.

Instead, the license was used first.

Once the patrolman came to check and found the two shotguns from her counter.When the patrolman was about to confiscate and issue additional tickets, Roland took out his gun license.

"Oh, I see!"

The patrolman said in a friendly manner: "That's no problem, you are legally holding a gun."

"If you don't have these papers, I'll have to confiscate the gun and fine you a lot of money."

The young patrolmen said that their recent "achievements" depended on checking illegal guns.

"But since it's a shotgun, you've got to put it away. It's no joke if it goes off."

Roland stated tactfully: "You also know that the restaurant is run by women. Although the neighbors are helpful, there are always times when it is not reassuring. These two handles are used to scare people."

On the other end of the patrol: "That's okay. But if your shotgun really hurts someone, even if it's a black person, you'll have to be locked up, go to court, and maybe go to the gallows—"

The young patrolman made a grimace of teeth and tongue sticking out.

"Thanks for reminding."

Roland sent the man out the door.

Inside the door, Mrs. Munro and Sister Nanni both let out a long sigh of relief.

A few days later, Will Benting sent little Wade to New Orleans, and brought Roland's cat along with him.

This is what Roland wrote back to Tara to request.

She thought she had established a firm foothold in New Orleans, and she didn't plan to change places in a short time, so she wanted to pick up the cat and bring her "son" along with her.In case other people always say that she is not at home and throws her son to others to look after.

But Roland didn't expect that the person who sent Wade here was Will - dragging a prosthetic leg, taking a five-year-old boy and a cat with him, it was really hard for Will to walk such a long distance.

She originally thought that the person who came would be Wei Xili.

"Mrs. Weiss isn't feeling well, and Ashley says he can't go away."

Will explained with a smile.

Although Roland could "feel" the disappointment, her reason let her breathe a sigh of relief——

Let her meet Wei Xili alone in New Orleans, God knows what will happen.

For this, Roland thanked Will even more.

"As long as you can appreciate it." Will smiled slyly.

Roland stretched out his fist: "Xianda—how are you and Carleen doing?"

Wil suddenly stopped smiling, and looked away.

Now it was Roland's turn to comfort Will: "Don't be discouraged, she will see what you want."

Unexpectedly, Will said: "Carrie is not the problem, the problem is me... I'm just a poor white man, and I'm missing a leg. I often think, what qualifications do I have to marry Carrie?"

Roland's eyes lit up with a "swipe": "It's not a problem with Carleen...then when can I congratulate you? Oh, by the way, you must spend more time with Jiale after you return to Tara. When you are awake, propose marriage to Jia Le quickly..."

Will: ...!

He was still complaining about himself just now, what qualifications does he have to marry the girl he loves.As a result, his future sister-in-law actually asked him when he planned to propose marriage?

"Scarlett, don't you ever mind..."

Roland reached out to Will and showed him the thin calluses on his hands and the burn scars from cooking recently: "If you are all poor white people, then I and my family are the same. There is no difference between us."

Will: "Scarlett, you..."

"Will, I have never forgotten that you stayed in Tara when Tara was the most careless and helpless—in fact, whether you marry Carleen or not, I already regard you as my family .”

"In the future I want to give Tara to you, yes, to you...don't cry yet, Will. I believe in you. You will be Carleen's husband, my brother-in-law, you will be Jiale's half son—”

Will was at a loss for words.

Roland continued: "You are one of us 'poor whites', and you will own a large plantation, but there is not much labor in the plantation, and it is up to you to tinker with the machinery to enjoy enough output... You need Taking care of a wife who is not in good health, a father-in-law who is not very clear-headed, and a sister-in-law who is always whimsical, would you like to live a life like this?"

When Will heard the end, he smiled immediately, stretched out his hand to wipe his face randomly, nodded and said:

"I am willing."

Will brings Roland her son Han Wade.

After not seeing her for a few months, Roland felt that Wade and her were a little strange again.

"Mom," Wade leaned towards Roland timidly, "Auntie said she misses you very much."

Roland thought of Melanie, and the stiff expression on his face suddenly became more natural.She reached out to touch Wade's little head and said, "I miss you, Aunt Merry, too."

Yes, she actually... misses Melanie too.

She would feel that if Melanie was by her side, she would have nothing to worry about in New Orleans.

This is even more so now—she really doesn't know what to do with Wade, should she find a school and put the kid in it?

Fortunately, Wade's arrival made Mrs. Munro and Sister Nanni very happy.

Roland usually takes care of everything in the restaurant's kitchen, leaving the two of them idle. Now a five-year-old boy suddenly came...

Mrs. Munro's joyful eyes turned back and forth on Wade's face, and she looked up at Roland from time to time, her face was full of smiles.

Roland almost wanted to throw up his hands and surrender: No, this is definitely not my illegitimate child with Tommy, you must not make a mistake.

Mrs. Munro volunteered to help watch Wade, much to Roland's relief.

But she was somewhat worried. Wade was a boy, but he had been brought up by women, so he was indeed a bit less masculine.

Wade needed a father, but that was something Roland couldn't provide for him.

Of course, the happiest thing was the reunion between Roland and her "broker cat".

Roland picked up Luna as soon as he stretched out his hand, stroked the cat's head, and saw that the little cat had a completely angry expression on its face.

She left the kitten at Tara for months.

"Luna, I'm so sorry!"

Holding the small dried fish that she had prepared in advance, she sincerely apologized——

Mao Mao continued to put on a stinky face.

"It was my mistake. I will never be separated from you for such a long time next time, okay?"

Maomao finally reluctantly opened his mouth: "Hmph, if it weren't for Lan Lan, you are really good in the plane, I don't want to be this manager in the future."

The contestants from Maomao's family immediately approached with shy faces: "Really, I performed very well, right?"

"If France started making Michelin babies earlier, my restaurant would be able to win Michelin stars."

Luna was speechless for a moment, thinking you should blow it!

But how could Maomao be really angry with Roland?

Luna opened her limp limbs, and immediately hugged Roland's arm: "Ah, Lan Lan, you're finally enlightened!"

Roland: ...?

Maomao hugged Roland and said with relief: "This is the first time in my life that an audience in your plane has started cracking candies."

Roland: Sugar? ... Where did the sugar come from?

Is this a hint that small restaurants should consider making desserts?

After she asked the question, Luna's cat face was dull, and the little cat stared at her for a long time, as if to say: Isn't my contestant a stick?

In the end, Luna could only explain to Roland: "Bryde has always been a very popular player in this plane, although there has always been some controversy about him. But this season's plane is fine, and the controversy about him has not aroused discussion, and everyone has not paid attention to it. -"

"Everyone is watching you two!"

Roland suddenly became a little silly: What do we need to pay attention to?

Maomao: Lan Lan, you are so good at farming, why are you so slow in this kind of thing?

But Mao Mao had no choice but to encourage: "Hey, Lan Lan, keep it up! Keep your relationship with Brad, it would be even better if you can go further!"