Chapter 10 Jacob

The question of whether or not to go to the reserve is not a problem at all in the mind of the young Jacob. His father is the chief of the tribe. He led his goddess to the reserve to have a look and stroll around. Is there anything wrong with this? ?

It's not a problem at all, who in the tribe dares to object? Tear him up!

But before leaving, he still looked at his father.

Compared to his own stupid son, Billy Black in a wheelchair has a lot of heart.

Over the years, as the chief of the Indian tribe, he has deliberately made friends with the small town sheriff Charlie, just to make his people safer.

Due to physical reasons, he did not inherit the extraordinary abilities of the clan, but he was the direct son of the former chief, and his knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary clansmen.

He could see the slight inappropriateness in Bella, and if this girl were to go to the tribe at this time, it would be...

But he also had no legitimate reason to object, neither for public or private purposes.

Facing Jacob's somewhat puzzled look, he could only smile and nod in agreement.

"Come on! Get in the car!"

The young Jacob drove up a faded Chevrolet pickup, barely red. This car was originally a gift for Bella for their father and son.

If it is sent out at this time, it will be the goddess driving, and she will be sitting on the side. If you don't send it out immediately, it will be driving by yourself, and the goddess will be sitting on the side. Eager to show his virtues, Jacob chose the latter and drove himself.

Bella sat in the passenger seat, and Jacob reversed excitedly. After saying goodbye to the two middle-aged men, the pickup drove to the protected area in the forest north of the town.

Bella started talking to Jacob in a random way.

She can't say how much she dislikes this pickup, but she doesn't like it either.

Pickup trucks are also trucks. She feels so uncomfortable with the open truck compartment. Whose girl drives a truck! This is what you usually use to pull goods, right? It smells like a potato!

Bella is not interested in handsome vampires or licking dogs. She doesn't care what a dreadful past the handsome vampires have. She doesn't care whether licking dogs can evolve into a werewolf. Foxtown will only be her starting point, not the end. .

There is no reason for the two to compare, because it doesn't make sense.

But I have to say that the handsome vampire has lived for more than a hundred years, and he will still do things.

The licking dog Jacob can only give the goddess a truck. The paint on the car has fallen off, and the big round fenders look solid. The two cars collided, and the car crash must be the other party.. .... but this thing is not good-looking! Even if Bella doesn't understand cars, she can see that this car is probably older than Charlie's, so it's still half sale and half free!

The handsome vampire is different. He gets a Mercedes when he gets engaged, and a Ferrari after he gets married.

From this point of view, licking the dog is a complete failure.

But she also knew that the Indians were "protected", and there were many restrictions in various aspects. It was not that Jacob didn't want to send a good car, but that he really had no money!

At this time, she deliberately looked for topics, from finding water sources to chatting about identifying poisonous mushrooms, and turning what she learned from the Internet in her previous life into practical knowledge little by little.

Jacob knew everything and said everything. Although he felt that in this environment, it was a bit unpleasant to chat with the goddess about some wild life things, but it did not spoil the atmosphere of the chat.

The second rule of the Marvel survival code, don't offend those handsome men who can repair motorcycles.

If people in wheelchairs are spiritual leaders, then those who can repair motorcycles are generally real leaders, such as Cyclops, Captain America, and Tony Stark! This group of people are all outstanding people in their respective fields. For example, Jacob, who is next to Bella, as the son of the chief, seems to have inherited some great blood, and it is definitely right to be friends.

Bella stayed in Jacob's tribe all afternoon, and the Indians were still very simple.

She was a little repelled at first, but after getting to know her, she became enthusiastic.

Jacob tried his best to take Bella to visit his workshop, took out many of his treasures for her to appreciate, and told in detail about his experience in modifying motorcycles. If time did not allow, he would have liked the scene Do a show.

Bella had only ridden that kind of scooter in her previous life, and her understanding of mechanics was very simple. She asked some very naive questions from time to time. Jacob was not impatient.

When Bella finally said, "Jacob, you're a good guy," he thought he had taken a big step forward on the road to success.

In the end Bella didn't accept the motorcycle, nor the truck, but paid for a bike from Jacob...

I live in the town, and the school is next to the town. I really don’t need to drive. If you have a good car, you can get yourself a truck... You should keep it for grocery shopping!

Bicycles are good, but also exercise!

The school knew that Bella suffered a flight 180 accident, and specially gave her a one-month vacation, which was her rare free time.

Jacob also threw away his motorcycle and came to her on a bicycle every day after knowing her desire to exercise.

The two sides gradually became familiar with each other, and Jacob often dragged Bella to the Indian Reserve to play.

Once or twice was okay, but the number of times was long, and Chief Billy, who was in a wheelchair, began to worry about his silly son and his tribe.

But Bella was dragged to the tribe by the stupid son, and he couldn't drive people away. No matter from the perspective of his old friend Charlie or from the perspective of his own stupid son, he couldn't drive Bella away.

The middle-aged chief sighed in the dark, and after thinking for a long time, he could only come to Bella for an interview.

Wearing the gentle smile typical of a wheelchair person, he asked Bella, "It looks like you've come out of the haze. It's really good. Hardships won't knock us down, they'll only make us stronger."

His opening remarks are also all-purpose, and they are applicable to most people.

The protected area is similar to the virgin forest. Many people in this Indian tribe have werewolf blood. All of them are like small stoves. They are shirtless and are not afraid of the cold at all.

Bella can't. After the rain, the temperature in the forest is very low.

She wore a light yellow parka today, paired with jeans and sneakers that had never been changed for 10,000 years. She looked quite sunny.

"Jacob is a good friend, he always brings warmth."

It is also a jack-of-all-trades answer, praising the other's children is definitely not wrong.

The middle-aged chief didn't really care about the Flight 180 accident. He only stayed at the level of knowledge about it and didn't take a closer look at it. It's all Americans who died anyway, what does it have to do with my Indians? I didn't light a bonfire to celebrate, it was fun enough!

But at this time, he couldn't say that he didn't care. The middle-aged chief let his tone be curious and asked in detail about the accident.

Bella has said it N times before and after, and she recounted the accident again, without overly belittling her role in it, nor exaggerating the seriousness of the matter.

"Come outside with me," said the middle-aged chief.