A person in American horror, wearing two versions of The Witcher

Ding-a-ling... Ding-a-ling...

The sound of wind chimes on the ranch is always the first thing to greet its visitors.

Then came the summer breeze, accompanied by the sound of wind chimes, blowing across the bright yellow, dry grass, its dryness mixed with warmth as it patted Roy's face.

Looking up into the distance, a white horse was galloping wildly along the mountain ridge.

The sunlight behind the ridge shone on the horse, making its body shine with a golden light, so much so that the horse's tack and the situation on its back were not visible.

But Roy just rang the bicycle bell. He raised his hands high and waved them over.

Then, the white horse suddenly turned sharply, carrying the golden sun and riding the fierce wind.

They sped down the ridge and charged straight toward Roy.

Roy dismounted from the mountain bike, pushed it a few meters, then propped it against the side and locked it.

Then he ran towards the white horse under the golden sun, shouting:

"Mother!"

Roy's town of Santa Paola is located in the valley of the same name. To the southeast of the valley is Los Angeles, about an hour and a half's drive away; to the northeast is the Los Padres National Forest. In between, the buffer zone between the forest and the town has formed grasslands and pastures due to the climate. Roy's family's nearly 600-acre ranch is located in this area.

And because this place is not far from Los Angeles, or Hollywood, and due to the demand for horses for Hollywood film and television production, this place has taken over a series of Hollywood horse training industries in addition to cattle breeding.

Roy's mother in this life was a horse trainer who trained horses for Hollywood.

She is also Roy's favorite female rider.

"Mother!"

The female rider on the white horse slowed down as she approached Roy. Her face, illuminated by the light and shadow beneath her cowboy hat, was not clearly visible. All that could be heard was a gentle voice, both helpless and pleased:

"Roy, you always call me so affectionately whenever you make a mistake."

"No, Mom, I didn't do anything wrong this time!" Roy ran over, grabbed the white horse's bridle, protested, and helped turn the horse around.

Roy's mother sat quietly on the horse and watched.

She was one of the top barrel racing experts in town, but in front of her son, no amount of extreme cornering could compare to the exhilaration of him slowly leading her around the corner, even if the process was long and slow...

"Come on up, my little calf!"

After turning around, Roy's mother pulled Roy onto the horse's back, squeezed the horse's flanks with her legs, and spurred the white horse to gallop.

"Waaaah..." Roy let out a wild, strange cry.

Unlike typical soul transmigration, Roy had a flash of inspiration from the very beginning of this life, knowing the special nature of his rebirth. However, all the knowledge from his previous life gradually emerged during his experiences in this life, and the memories and emotions from his previous life were not fully unlocked until his awakening of innate wisdom in May.

He has always been himself, only he has experienced youth again and has family again.

"Mom, I didn't make a mistake this time," he reiterated playfully on horseback.

"It seems that skipping school is no longer considered a mistake for my little calf." Roy's mother's voice was still gentle, but with a hint of teasing.

"No, Mom. Anyway, the teachers usually let me study on my own during class. After all, my classmates' regular studies can't keep up with my self-study pace, let alone during the school's suspension period. Mr. Grove didn't come all day yesterday, which clearly means I can do whatever I want. As long as I don't appear in front of other students, violate the punishment rules, or damage his prestige, it's fine."

After listening, Roy's mother said quietly:

"It seems that the punishment of direct suspension is indeed more severe than suspension within the school, like a life imprisonment prisoner choosing immediate execution."

"Mom..." Roy drawled.

"Alright, son, I know you. Why did you come all the way from town to the ranch?" Roy's mother asked.

Roy's family owns a house in the town where Roy and his brother lived while they were in school.

"Mom, I urgently need $200 and two gas cards," Roy said hesitantly.

"I knew it, Roy, I knew it. You only call me that affectionately when you've made a mistake or want money," Roy's mother immediately complained.

"Then, Mom, don't you like it?"

Roy chose the coquettish tactic, and drew out the sound:

"Mom~~"

Roy's mother shook her head helplessly and said:

"Next time you can call me more affectionately, and also, give me a hug, son."

Roy quickly spread his arms on the horse's back, pressed his entire upper body against it, and hugged it tightly.

"Can you tell me what you're going to do? After all, I don't remember ever assigning you a car." Roy's mother's voice softened.

"Mom, I want to adopt a German Shepherd from the service center, but that dog is a bit special, so I don't plan to bring it to the ranch for the time being," Roy said hesitantly.

He was a dog with werewolf markings after all, and he wasn't going to risk any of his family members.

His brother graduated two years ago, and he lives alone in the small town house, so a German Shepherd would be the best place for him!

"You always have your own ideas..." Roy's mother sighed, then added:

"Give me a $100 gas card and then a $50 one. Remember, you can't give the same denomination of card to people in different positions."

"Mom, I love you the most!" Roy hugged her even tighter.

"Then who do you love second?" Roy's mom teased.

"Cook!" His older brother in this life.

"And the third one?"

"Draco!" came the Border Collie from his ranch.

"And the fourth one?" Roy's mother raised her voice in surprise.

"Coco!" That was the calf he had delivered himself.

Roy's mother finally couldn't help but turn around and look at her son, and asked:

"And what about your father?"

Roy looked up and said:

"Probably the 7th, no, the 8th!"

For now, we'll put them behind Joe and Jennifer.

"Oh, son, you can't put him so low just because he got angry at you!" Roy's mom said.

"He hasn't spoken to me for a week and a half, and I've tried so many times!" Roy said quietly.

"But you did steal all his Silver Eagle coins and sell them, even if you didn't touch the money and put it back where it was," Roy's mother added.

Roy shrugged.

After Su Hui awakened in May, he looked at the nearly collapsed US housing market and the gold and silver prices that suddenly surged due to the crisis, just like in his previous life.

What can he do?

Of course, they stole the silver coins and sold them all when the market was still at a relatively high point in May!

"I sold it at $16.6 a ounce, and now it's plummeted to $10.7. And I've already been hit with a baseball bat!" Roy said, looking aggrieved.

Where there's a seller, there's a buyer!

In May, he resold the property to several classmates. The one who bought the most was a student whose father worked in the financial district of Los Angeles and usually left his child in a small town to live with his mother.

Then, after buying Roy's silver coins, he watched as the price of silver continued to fall. After telling his father about the incident, he was scolded instead of learning from his father, which also caused his parents to quarrel.

At once……

I'm devastated!

A week ago, that man picked up a baseball bat and attempted physical retaliation!

But being as skinny as his father, the financier, Roy took the blow and, in a fit of rage, broke the skinny man's nose with his elbow and also crushed his leg.

Regarding... excessive self-defense, school closures, community service...

Good news. In order to quell public opinion, the school gave both sides a stern warning. Skinny Chicken's father didn't want him to lose his job at the private equity firm because of this incident, so the whole thing was settled privately without going to court. The school even donated some money to Skinny Chicken's family for medical expenses, and Roy's family didn't have to pay anything in compensation.

Bad news: Roy's dad finally found out that Roy had stolen and sold all his silver!

There are about a thousand silver eagle coins, worth nearly ten thousand dollars!

And so...

"If your dad had hit you with that stick, he wouldn't still be ignoring you now," Roy's mother said quietly.

"Mom, you really are my mom!" Roy complained, then stopped talking.

Even if he had to do it again, he would still steal and sell it!

That's a recovery of several thousand dollars in profits!

"How could there be a fake mom? She must be your real mom. Have lunch before you leave. Lunch is your favorite beef ribs," Roy's mom said finally.

……

At 1:30 p.m., Roy rode his mountain bike, carrying $350 of his mother's entire prize money from the bull-latching competition, and two gas cards.

He said goodbye to his mother, who was watching him go and had even given him extra money.

I rode the bike towards the town.

……

Werewolf German Shepherd

Roy's here!

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