America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

The white house, which had originally been filled with a depressing atmosphere, now exuded a strange... peace.

Chen An parked his car and walked to the border between the two farms.

Sarah was sitting on the porch steps, wearing a coat.

He stared blankly at the departing police car. The two children appeared to have been taken away by relatives for temporary care.

Hearing footsteps, Sarah slowly raised her head.

Her eyes were red and swollen, clearly from crying.

But when she saw Chen An, her helplessness and fear slowly faded, replaced by a sense of... relief?

"They say... he stole the explosives." Sarah's voice was soft and somewhat ethereal. "They say he could get more than ten years in prison."

Chen An didn't say anything, but silently walked up the steps and sat down next to her.

"I should have known." Sarah smiled bitterly and rested her head on Chen An's shoulder.

"He's a madman. I always thought he was just lazy and bad, but I never imagined he was so dangerous."

"It's all over, Sarah."

Chen An reached out and gently put his arm around her shoulder.

The last rays of the setting sun shone on them.

"Yes...it's over." Sarah closed her eyes and took a deep breath of Chen An's aura.

"But... what will we do in the future? That $15,000 gambling debt... and this family..."

"That's his gambling debt, not yours." Chen An's voice was calm yet firm, like a guarantee. "You're innocent. As for the rest..."

He turned his head and looked at Sarah's face, which, though tired, was still beautiful and captivating.

"Don't forget, I'm still next door. Whether you need a plumber fixed, or someone who can fix your whole life, I'm here for you."

Sarah opened her eyes, and tears welled up again.

But this time, it wasn't because of sadness.

She suddenly turned around, threw herself into Chen An's arms, and hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.

"Thank you, Anne... thank you."

In this man's warm embrace, Sarah felt a sense of security she had never felt before.

From an angle she can't see.

Chen An looked at the house that no longer had a male owner, and the vast pasture.

In those dark eyes, a light of conquest gleamed.

The obstacle has been cleared.

Next, it's time to take over the spoils.

………………

three days later.

A $5,000 reward from the police department was deposited into Chen Angang's newly opened account via check.

The item is: Reward for Enthusiastic Citizens.

Seeing that the account balance was no longer in the three digits, Chen An picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this the renovation team in town? Yes, I'd like to fix my roof."

"By the way... I was wondering how much it would cost to install a new milking machine next door?"

The person on the other end of the phone gave a price.

Chen An smiled.

"No problem. But... put my name on the bill, and Mrs. Miller's address next door for delivery."

This is a perfect investment.

Because soon, the people, the cattle, and even the ranch will all be surnamed "Chen".

For Montana residents, aside from thunder and gunfire, nothing signifies a "new look" better than the sound of chainsaws at a construction site.

10:00 AM.

On the dilapidated main roof of Sunset Creek Farm, three local workers in overalls are sweating profusely.

The rotten tiles were thrown around with a loud crackling sound, while the brand-new asphalt shingles smelled of tar in the sunlight.

Chen An stood downstairs, wearing sunglasses and holding a can of iced cola.

They looked with satisfaction at this project, which represented not only comfort but also money.

The $5,000 "Good Samaritan Award" didn't stay in the bank account for long.

He spent two thousand dollars hiring someone to repair the leaky roof and the drafty north wall.

I spent another $1,500 to order a brand new electric heating system, although it wasn't as cheap as gas heating.

But for this old house, this is the fastest heating solution that doesn't require extensive pipework.

He kept the remaining money as a reserve fund.

"Hey Chen! We even cleaned out your chimney, and we found five or six bird nests inside!"

From the rooftop, foreman Jack shouted, "Now you can light the fireplace without worry, just don't set the house on fire!"

"Thanks, Jack. There's a case of beer waiting for you guys when it's finished," Chen An replied with a smile.

Just then, he saw Sarah walking from the boundary between the two farms.

She was dressed very formally today, even a bit... overly reserved.

She wore a black turtleneck sweater with a camel-colored coat over it.

He was carrying a briefcase and wearing large sunglasses that covered most of his face.

Even so, the familiar curves that swayed with each step still made the workers on the roof whistle twice.

Chen An frowned, a feeling of displeasure rising within him as if his own territory were being spied on.

He put down his cola and went to greet them.

"Good morning, Sarah. Are you going out?" Chen An walked up to her and blocked the workers' view with his body.

Sarah took off her sunglasses, revealing red and swollen eyes and a tired face.

Those eyes, which were usually so bright and full of affection, were now bloodshot.

"An..." Her voice was hoarse, with a heavy nasal tone, "I've come... to say goodbye."

"Saying goodbye?"

Chen An's heart skipped a beat, and his brows furrowed instantly. "Where are you going?"

"I'm taking the kids back to our hometown in Idaho." Sarah lowered her head, avoiding Chen An's eyes, her fingers gripping the handle of her briefcase tightly.

"The feed company just called because Tom went to jail and his account was frozen. They're refusing to deliver alfalfa on credit anymore."

"If a dairy cow goes without food for two days, its milk production will be ruined. And..."

She took a deep breath, seemingly trying to suppress a sob.

"Those debt collectors called again this morning. Although the police arrested Tom, the IOU is still there."

"They said if I wanted to keep the farm, I had to sell the land to them to pay off my debts."

"I...I can't hold on anymore, An. I'm just a woman, I can't fight them."

Selling land.

Chen An keenly grasped the key words.

As soon as Tom went inside, they immediately forced the widow and her children to sell their land to pay off their debts.

This is outrageous; it's clearly the work of that "Red Rock Development Company."

The so-called gambling debts are nothing more than a pretext or a trap.

If she doesn't stop it, once Sarah moves away, all her efforts over the past two weeks in "conquering Cao Cao" will be in vain.

More importantly, that precious land next door, rich in water resources, will fall into the hands of capital.

At that time, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep soundly next to such a behemoth.

"Shut up," Chen An suddenly said.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable tone of command.

Sarah froze, looking up at him in astonishment. In her memory, this Eastern boy had always been gentle and considerate, never this fierce before.

"I won't let you leave."