Chapter 1167: Farm Chat
"If we can establish a town, it's a good thing for us," Lans, who was in the middle of the crowd, gave his point of view.
From the mayor to the sheriff, they are all people of the Lawrence family, which means they are the local emperors here. Moreover, more and more surrounding farmers need to gather and lean toward here, and the Lawrence family's ruling power here will only become stronger and stronger.
William also nodded and said, "I have the same idea, but the elders feel that they still need to consider it. They have never done such a thing, and they don't know who should serve as mayor and sheriff."
Lans looked around. "I think anyone can, including themselves, as long as they are people in the family."
"I'll talk to him later."
The men all surrounded Lans, which also made the women in the distance discover this point. Aisi, under Patricia's care, ran over toward this side.
For Lans, he had a feeling of strangeness, but the natural feeling of closeness in blood made him want to get close to Lans again.
He is not tall now, after all, he is just a child of a few years old, not even reaching the thighs of those adults, but the moment all the adults saw him running over crookedly, they took the initiative, just like the water surface that was separated, naturally dispersing to both sides, leaving an empty space leading directly to Lans.
Perhaps the young him doesn't know yet that what he possesses now has already surpassed 98% of the people in this world.
As for whether he can surpass the remaining 1% and 2%, it depends on whether Lans still has a chance to rise in the future.
However, most people, including William, believe that there is still such a chance. Lans is still young. For the current federal ruling class, he is a young man. He still has at least 30 to 40 years of "golden period of power."
In this stage, his personal power, the Lans family's, the Lawrence family's, and the Likalai State interest group's, will all rise continuously and reach the peak!
Perhaps not everyone knows this point in their hearts, but they can feel it.
William stood beside Lans, watching this future "emperor of the family" run over, and a smile also appeared on his face.
This is his grandson, grandson-in-law, that is also a grandson. He will not only become the emperor of the Lawrence family but also become the emperor of the Lans family. He is the legitimate heir to this invisible empire!
Lans squatted down, let this little guy throw himself into his arms, shouting "papa" in his mouth. He held him up, lifted him high, and finally held him in his arms amidst his laughter.
Patricia also walked over from outside. She took Lans's arm. "Give us a couple some time."
The other men all showed expressions of understanding. Lans has been busy outside. Except for phone calls, they haven't seen each other much since coming over for more than half a year this year.
"We'll talk later. Governor Teri will come over tomorrow and only stay here for one day."
Lans nodded slightly. As the current governor of Likalai State, Teri certainly has to come to see Lans, not only because Lans supported him to become governor and holds the final decision-making power for the next governor election.
More importantly, there will be changes in congressional seats. As one of the 19 legal states of the Federation, Likalai State also has two congressional senator quotas.
The previous two senators were not familiar with Lans and had no communication. They were the product of political interests during the term of the previous governor.
Lans also didn't want to get involved with them. They belong to someone else's "line," and after this seat change, these two people certainly won't continue to enter Congress, so Lans had even less need to meet them privately.
Whatever, let them tell Senator Cleveland, and then let Senator Cleveland tell him.
Returning to the small detached house belonging to Lans and Patricia, Lans had already handed Aisi to two farm wives, who would take little Aisi to play nearby.
Lans had already heard that the farm had arranged a small foal for him, and the two little guys were getting along quite well. He liked that little foal very much. This might be the saddest thing—
As a "long-lived species" among animals, possessing one's own pet too early is actually a thing destined to be sad.
Whether it is cats, dogs, small foals, or anything else, most of them cannot outlive humans with money.
The average human lifespan will not play a role in these people, just like the last century, the century before last, when the federal average lifespan was only 40-something years old, there were still people who lived to be 90-something.
In today's continuous development of medical technology, as long as rich people don't care whether they live painfully, it is actually very difficult for them to die.
It's not that they can't die, it's very difficult to die.
The children are not there, so naturally, it is adults communicating in an adult way. Accompanied by the blooming of brilliant life essence, everything stopped.
Lans lit a cigarette, leaning on the bed. His hand stroked Patricia's skin, which was still full of elasticity.
These skins are very delicate. He heard that Patricia takes a milk bath every other day, and she doesn't need to work, doesn't need to be exposed to the sun, and under Lans's suggestion, she has eaten very few sweets and consumed too many carbohydrates.
These can make her age slower than others. Even though Patricia is also 27 or 28 years old, she still looks no different from a few years ago.
"Do you have anything you want to say?", Patricia asked.
Lans looked at her. "What I want to say?"
"I'm just very curious about what you think, about this matter of Barbara."
Patricia changed to a more comfortable lying position. "Because I really can't handle those social scenes, those environments make me a bit uncomfortable."
She lay on Lans, looking into his eyes. "I don't know what to do is right. I will feel nervous, have difficulty breathing, I don't like that kind of environment."
"Compared to terrible social interaction, I actually like it here, the countryside."
"There is no pressure, cows, sheep, horses, big white geese, all animals are my friends, and the farmers and farm wives here are very gentle, I am not nervous at all."
"But I know, it's impossible for you to always be alone, there must always be someone to play that role. Compared to you finding a guy I don't know, I actually hope it's cousin."
"At least we have been very good sisters since we were young. Although sometimes we fight because of some things, essentially we are very good sisters."
"Rather than finding someone I don't know, and potentially posing a threat to me, it's better to let Barbara come. She also likes you very much, and we are still very familiar, that's all."
In the high-level occasions Lans needs to enter, there will always be times when a female companion is needed. Others bring female companions to attend, and if you don't bring a female companion, it will make you look a bit special.
In social interactions with the lower class, for example, social occasions of people not as good as Lans, Lans can not respect this condition.
But in a social environment with a higher status than Lans, following the rules is the most basic obligation. You can't even follow the most basic rules of participating in activities, so how can people believe you can follow higher-level game rules?
The higher the place, the more unreal hypocrisy the smiles of those noble ladies make Patricia feel. She is very uncomfortable. The way those people talk, their expressions, actions, all make her feel uncomfortable.
So she hopes more that she can be in an environment she adapts to, so Lans's female companion candidate became a problem.
Fortunately, this matter was also successfully resolved. In fact, everyone in the family knows about this, and they are also very supportive.
Compared to Lans having an "illegitimate child" they don't know about in the future, this way of keeping the meat in the pot is instead more approved by them.
Even this idea was first proposed by William and Emily.
Lans raised his eyebrows. "Actually, you could have told me first."
Patricia didn't want to continue talking about this problem. She was a bit curious. "Is Barbara's figure good?"
Lans twisted lightly, and the feeling of pain and itching made Patricia couldn't help but giggle and twist her body. Soon the two started playing again.
In the evening, the three elders held a small-scale bonfire party for family members to celebrate Lans's arrival. Those farm wives helped barbecue by the fire, and then sent the roasted meat to the dining table.
People were laughing to their heart's content, talking loudly, all in a happy atmosphere!
"The harvest this year is not bad, and we produced a very great horse!", Schubert, the old man, was stroking his beard, his face flushed red.
Red is because of happiness, and he drank some wine, a bit on his face. The two old guys beside him were also like this. For them now, their lives no longer have any far-reaching pursuits, and they all started to pursue the kind of life they wanted.
Agricultural products, and raising horses.
For these old "cowboys," horses are things that have accompanied them all their lives, and can even be said to be a kind of faith.
Cultivating a good horse, and then getting the best ranking in the arena, perhaps this is what they desire most now.
Before, they also cultivated many racehorses, but the results achieved in the end couldn't be said to be very bad, only that they were a little distance away from the best.
Continuously improving varieties made them very confident in the racehorses they cultivated this time, believing that they could impact the state championship, and then be sent to a higher stage to participate in competitions.
Besides this matter, they also indicated that a super big pumpkin of more than 500 pounds was planted on the farm.
This is a very good thing for the entire farm. Federal people are very superstitious, which will make them believe that God favors Lawrence Farm, thereby being more serious and loyal to everything here.
The night on the farm is so free and easy, even the wind has become light.
The bonfire crackled under the noise of the wind, seemingly also telling its feelings for the farm.
The bright red firelight illuminated everyone's face, and the smiles on their faces also bloomed like flames!
People were eating beef and mutton, drinking fine wine. At this moment, it seemed that all troubles were thrown behind them!
Lans drank a little too much in the evening. Everyone hoped to clink glasses with him, which made him have to drink a bit more. After going back, he fell asleep not long after.
Once his eyes closed, it was the next morning. Patricia pushed him. "The governor brought people over."
Lans opened his eyes, and strong light shone in from outside the curtain that had been lifted. He slowly got up and sat up, glanced at the clock, it was already past nine.
He went to the washroom, turned on the shower, washed away the fatigue remaining on his body all night, and then came out from inside in high spirits.
Not long after, he met Governor Teri in the farm, as well as his family, and some people with relatively good relationships.
Seeing Lans, Governor Teri, who was chatting with William, took the initiative to stand up. He walked over and hugged Lans, and then introduced his family to Lans.
His wife, his two children, as well as his sister and brother, and some accompanying personnel.
"During the Saint Agriculture Festival, there are activities and work on the state government side, so I have to go back, but my family will stay on the farm to spend the entire Saint Agriculture Festival."
"This is something they have been looking forward to. They have never been in such close contact with everything here."
The landlord class is still the representative of "power" in this era. Many people are very interested in the life of large farms, especially children who grew up in the city.
Lans didn't have any dissatisfaction with this. The work of the state government is indeed relatively busy. The federal government side wants to take advantage of this opportunity to hold a grand event, to sing the praises of the Social Party's contribution to this country, which is also reasonable.
They are about to step down, no longer the ruling party, and it is natural to tell people that the good life of the Federation was not brought by the Liberal Party, but brought by them.
The Federation also has intense political ideological opposition and struggle. This is not heaven, nor is it a paradise. Here, sometimes it can be said to be even more cruel.
Because cruel things will be covered up by them, just like those beautiful man-eating flowers.
If you are deceived by its beautiful appearance and get close to it, you will be swallowed by it in one bite.
This is unlike the Empire, or other countries, where cruel things will be expressed on the surface, letting you know there is danger just by seeing it from afar, thereby avoiding it.
Here, the more beautiful and pretty things are, the more likely they are to be traps, things that can kill people.
Then several people sat down separately. Governor Teri's wife and two children were still quite curious about Lans. After all, in the current Likalai State, this ordinary person who spent more than ten years escaping from being trafficked into a black mine, suddenly became a person above people, his experience can be said to be a legendary story!
Many well-known authors and publishers have contacted Lans, wanting to write a biographical novel with him as the prototype, or directly arrange for a gold-medal author to write a biography for him, but they were all rejected by Lans.
Even so, people still have a desire to explore him. They want to know how such a person without a foundation succeeded in this cruel society.
And whether his success can be replicated.
Facing these curious gazes, Lans was already used to it. He turned his head to look at Governor Teri, and then tilted his head.
Governor Teri immediately apologized to his family, and then followed Lans to a place further away.
Everyone knew they had something to say, so naturally, they wouldn't disturb them. The farm side immediately started to receive Governor Teri's accompanying personnel, taking them to experience the fun things on the farm.
"After this general election ends, new senator personnel need to be elected. What is the consideration on the state government and legislature side?"
Lans asked very directly. No matter who this person is, they must be under his control.
Governor Teri lit a cigarette. "I was just thinking about how to tell you about this. The Social Party committee side has already contacted me, wanting to sit down and talk to me about this matter."
"The state legislature side certainly supports the state government's opinion. Now they don't have signs of 'independence,' and you know, many people inside are our people!"
"Our people" refers to the entire interest group. Only by joining this interest group can one enjoy everything most beautiful possessed here: monopoly, ignoring the law, and crazily obtaining more social benefits.
As for whether these behaviors are illegal or criminal, this is hard to say. Before they are pushed to the trial bench, all of this is legal.
Because the federal government itself has done quite a few such things. They united with those capitalists in the country to swallow some foreign capital, and then smear, splash dirty water, and directly wipe out these foreign capital from all aspects.
Such things have happened more than once, and they have happened in the past, now, and will continue to happen in the future, so there is no one who can blame anyone.
As long as these people are on Lans's boat, they must follow Lans's opinion.
Lans thought for a while. "You first bring out two candidates, and then go to listen to the ideas of the Social Party committee side. I will talk to Senator Cleveland when I have time to see how this candidate is arranged."
Governor Teri's lips moved, but he didn't say it, until Lans told him "if you have anything to say, just say it."
"We can actually form a force in Congress ourselves."
He meant there was no need to continue relying on Senator Cleveland. They could also support senators themselves, so why still take others as the core?
Lans took a puff of cigarette, shook his head, and nodded again. "This is a choice, but not a choice for now."
"Our foundation is still too shallow, whether it is taking root in the Liberal Party or the Social Party, it is not deep enough."
"Even if we fully support the senators of our state, to what extent can they do?"
"Senator Cleveland has now become a landmark figure of the Social Party, and his influence in Congress will still be very great even after the general election."
"So first arrange for our people to follow him, grow under his wings, and when we are strong enough ourselves, then consider the matter of standing on our own."
Some words Lans hadn't said yet. Senator Cleveland had already started considering the next general election and the matter of operating the president, which was no longer something a "small workshop" could do.
There is no need for everyone to be unhappy at this time.
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