Chapter 3 laughed and after

dollars. — You can try something at the college restaurant, they are always in need of waitresses. — Great idea, I'll take my resume on Monday, after I get back from Professor Jonh's farm. Emily looked at me thoughtfully. — If I had a sexy teacher like Jonh, I would also want to see his farm. I laughed and then rolled my eyes. — I've told you a thousand times that a man must have a girlfriend or something, you need to see how the girls in the class throw themselves at him, and he pretends it's not even him. — And I already told you that I looked at the tenth generation of his family on social media and he is free, free and free. I shook my head, denying it. She was terrible. — To tell the truth, whether he's committed or not doesn't matter to me, I don't feel that fire that you feel for him. To me, he's a normal, ordinary guy. I'm not looking for a relationship with a teacher, I think my cliché must be different. She laughed. — It's good that he's got it all for me, my friend. Listen to what I'm telling you, this semester is practically over, but next semester he'll be my boyfriend. She was crazy, especially after the third pint of beer. — I'm looking forward to seeing how you will do to win him over. — Wait for me and you’ll see. I laughed and after hearing a little about their plans for the next semester, we left. I was always surprised by how weak she was to alcoholic beverages and how unfiltered she was. If one day we went to the Pedro Leopoldo rodeo together, and she tried to join me in the tequilas, I would have to take her out of there loaded to take glucose in the emergency room. The next day, I sent the email with the report to Professor Jonh and went to take a shower and some medicine to relieve my hangover. When I left the bathroom I saw that he had already replied to me, thanked me and informed me that the address of the visit had moved to a friend's farm because he needed to travel to resolve personal issues. I shrugged my shoulders and decided to make a video call to my family and tell them the latest news. - Good afternoon mother! Your blessing. — Wow, daughter, it’s already good night! You are too far from us. God bless you! Move the camera away so I can see you in full. — I obeyed promptly. - You lost weight. Are you eating right? — I lost no weight, mom, my clothes look the same on my body. It must be the camera. — I think he lost weight. — She let the cell phone face the ceiling. — João, come and see! Clarinha lost weight, didn't she? My father appeared on the screen and put on his glasses. — She's always been thin, right, Madalena, it must be the camera. Why do you think these television artists are all skin and bones? Cameras make people thin. I nodded, agreeing with his argument. — I called because I have some news to tell you. Dad frowned. — I got a scholarship to complete the veterinary medicine course here in Austin. Dad sighed with relief, and I didn't understand why, Mom questioned him, but he said it was nothing, silly man thoughts. — I can't believe you're not coming home next month, Clarinha — Mom said after finishing her interlude with my father. — I can't stand missing you anymore, daughter. — And she started crying. — Hey, mom, I'll find a way to visit you soon, but I can't miss this opportunity. The course here is very good and after graduating I can get a job anywhere I want. She sniffled, and Dad hugged her. — I know, daughter. Don't care about this old lady here. I only want what's best for you, but that doesn't mean my heart isn't bleeding with longing for my youngest. Your brothers are nothing but work, I miss having at least one sensible daughter at home. — Then she started a conversation that my younger twin brothers went to a party in Belo Horizonte and came home each with a different tattoo on their neck. — I know you young people like these modern things, but they look like a human comic book, won't that be a problem in finding a job, right? — Nothing gets in the way, mom. They like it, let them, nowadays it's fashionable. - AND. Now anyway, it's already done, I never got out of my skin, conforming, right, if they regret it, that's it — she sighed and changed the subject —, did you know that Isaura's daughter is dating? — Dad shook his head and left as he always did when my mother started to update me on the neighborhood gossip. - And even? — Yes, daughter. I won't even tell you. The boy is all big to her who is tiny, it makes a great contrast. But the animal is beautiful, you see. Isaura says he is a very hard worker. And so I spent almost the rest of my Saturday catching up on Pedro Leopoldo's events. Chapter 3 Sam Mackenzie “I saw you and I already wanted you I saw myself so happy A love that was a dream for me Surprising to prove What I only heard about You decided to show me” Soon me Jorge & Mateus Monday came quickly, and I I woke up early to start helping the farmhands with the milk cows. As I walked down the front stairs, I heard the sound of a car approaching and quickly realized it was a taxi. I remembered the students that Jonh would send to the farm today, I laughed to myself when I realized that he actually told them to arrive at 5 am for the visit. I waited for them to get out of the car and noticed that there were four of them, three boys and one girl. One of them looked at her butt and made some joke with the girl who looked at him angrily and shook her head no. The taxi left, and they approached, the girl took the reins of the introductions. - Good morning! My name is Clara and these are Peter, Red and Lucian — she said in broken but understandable English. — Professor Jonh sent us on a guided tour to see the farm. I nodded. - Good morning! My name is Sam Mackenzie, and I'm the owner of Olhos D'água — I said, making a gesture pointing to my farm. — You arrived just in time for milking, come with me. They followed me without blinking, I liked that. We arrived at the corral and I faced some of my men who were already ready for the day's work. I gave orders to each one, I noticed that the students remained close behind me, just watching. — Have any of you ever expressed milk in your life? — From a cow? — one of them asked, and I rolled my eyes, about to respond, but the girl spoke first. — No. From an ox. Of course it's from a cow, Peter. — I laughed, and so did the other two. — I would, Mr. Mackenzie, love to help you with that. The Peter guy snorted. “Well done, that was deserved,” one of them whispered, and then turned to me. — I also want to help, Mr Mackenzie, although my preference is to deal with the horses. I ordered Clara and Red to help me milk the cows, I ordered the other two to go with my employees to the chicken coop. It was a small punishment for this Peter. — This cow calved last week — I said, pointing to Formosa, she was sick and I would like to see if they were able to identify something wrong. Red nodded and didn't even look at the cow properly, going to get a bucket. Clara came close to Formosa and placed her hand on her head, stroking her. — Hey, girl, what's your name? — Beautiful — I replied, while she analyzed my cow. She carefully bent down and assessed her breasts, noticing the swelling. - This is not good. — She sighed in anguish, and I was happy that she had tact with animals. — She has some type of inflammation,