America's Road to Wealth

Here in the White House, when a new commander-in-chief moves in, it will usually be renovated.

Most of the time it is the hostess who takes charge of the decoration.

All expenses incurred will be reimbursed.

Basically, every session will make some adjustments based on your own preferences.

In fact, the first lady mainly lives here.

After all, the commander-in-chief is so busy. He travels up and down the country all day long, and often has to go abroad.

It's hard to find time to go on vacation during the year, but it's impossible to stay here.

So basically every commander-in-chief may not have lived here for more than a year in total.

Only the first lady can only stay here unless she has special tasks.

George has been in office for nine months.

The total time he has lived here may not even be a month.

George's wife has lived here for at least seven months.

So in a sense, this is actually more of a residence for the First Lady.

The place where Mrs. George received Abel and others was in the First Lady's living room.

It is also the largest living room in the second-floor living area.

Its name is "The First Lady's Living Room."

Facing her relatives, Ms. Wales enthusiastically invited everyone over.

After asking the three of them, none of them had eaten at noon.

"This George, he only cares about his country's affairs now! Sorry, dear Abel, little Laura, and Neil."

"It's our fault for making you hungry! I'll have people prepare food right now!"

Ms. Wales's tone was friendly, and her appearance and behavior were very similar to George's.

She arranged for people to prepare food, which was always her task in this palace-like house.

Technically Lady Wales is here, except as a mascot for her husband.

She only had two real jobs, one of which was managing the kitchen in the White House.

It's really management.

Not only the food for her own family, but also the meals for the state personnel working here and even the state banquet.

Speaking of state banquets, Abel had already had one last time.

After eating that time, Abel felt that the food here was very good.

What's so great about it?

The great thing is that it is shabby.

Maybe they are afraid that reporters will be picky, because one of the favorite jobs of American newspaper practitioners is to take aim at the family in the white house.

This makes every family living here have to avoid getting a bad reputation for eating.

Simply make the state banquet look shabby.

Like the state banquet that Abel had last time, all dishes were served in small tables, on par with French cuisine.

The taste is good but the portion is small. Make the recipes according to the people who are visiting, and be sure to include each other's specialties to show friendship.

The amount was so small that Abel was not full at all.

He even gave him most of little Laura's portion, but she wasn't full.

Of course, this has something to do with his appetite.

He is a big eater. If a normal person eats, he will probably be 70% to 80% full.

In addition to the kitchen, there is also a vegetable garden managed by the first lady.

The vegetable garden is in the courtyard on the left, and it was there very early.

It is commonly known as the First Lady’s vegetable garden, or the White House vegetable garden.

It is said to have been designed by Hoover's wife during the Great Depression.

You must know that when he took office, Mr. Hoover promised that every American family would always have a chicken in the kitchen and a car in the yard.

The result was the other way around.

At that time, the couple made a lot of efforts to maintain their image and save votes.

Among them is the practice of planting a vegetable garden in a white house to grow your own vegetables.

In fact, it is of course impossible for Ms. Wales to go to this vegetable garden in person.

She can't do this either.

Usually this vegetable garden is usually maintained by specialized people.

But the First Lady occasionally needs to use this to show off, usually when the unemployment rate is high, the economy is in a downturn, etc. It is a symbolic thing, but the dishes inside are genuine and must be pollution-free.

Many times, the vegetables served at state banquets are usually collected here.

These were all after Abel saw the vegetable garden during the tour just now.

What Neil told him.

Little Laura still smiled and said to Abel.

When she was a child, she lived here with her grandparents.

She often plucks radishes from the vegetable garden and feeds her pet rabbits.

Then her little rabbit had diarrhea while eating, and then died.

Later, the veterinarian told her that rabbits cannot actually eat too many radishes.

If you eat too much, you may have diarrhea, and if you have too much diarrhea, you may die.

In the First Lady's living room.

Ms. Wales personally arranged for the staff to prepare the food and deliver it.

Jenna and Barbara, who were both at home today, entertained Abel and the three of them inside with a smile.

We all know each other well and are all relatives. Even Abel himself regarded them as relatives.

Naturally, there were no taboos in talking, and the main conversation was between little Laura and her two cousins.

They talked about things that little girls like, nothing more than cosmetics, clothes and the like.

Abel found it boring and ran to the side to look at the various murals and oil paintings hanging on the walls.

Neil Bush saw him doing this. This cheap father-in-law didn't bother to listen to his niece and daughter's girl advice.

He ran over to join in the fun with Abel.

"I remember that you seemed to be very good at painting?" Neil Bush said: "The painting you painted for little Laura was so precious to her. It was placed in the room and no one was allowed to see it."

"Dad!" Little Laura shouted over there, "I'm here!"

"Did I say something wrong? Jenna, Barbara, did I say anything nonsense?"

"Haha~ No. I haven't even seen it, and she won't show it to me!" Barbara said with a smile.

Jenna actually said: "I've seen it, and the painting is very good. It doesn't seem to be a traditional type, it looks a bit like the charm of Eastern works!"

Abel turned around and asked Jenna with a smile: "Do you still understand this?"

Barbara said next to her: "She originally studied humanities management in college, but for some reason last year, she changed it to art. She obviously has no artistic talent at all."

"Appreciate! Appreciate! I've already said, I'm cultivating my ability to appreciate art!" Jenna said dissatisfiedly, peeking at Abel as she spoke.

Abel caught her gaze.

He always felt that this topic was weird and would go in a bad direction.

He turned his head decisively and continued to look at the paintings hanging on the wall of the living room.

Abel found that there were many paintings hanging here, but most of them were ordinary.

Perhaps he was aware of Abel's confusion, or perhaps Neil Bush, who was waiting to eat, was also bored.

Abel's father-in-law said softly:

"The paintings on this can be changed at will. The White House has its own collection of paintings. If you really want to, you can borrow the ones you like from the museum to hang, but you have to return them after you leave office, and they want to display them. You can’t object if you come and get it.”

"Of course, you can also hang your own paintings, that's optional. Anyway, the paintings belong to you. You can donate them or take them away after you leave office."

"Oh, that's it." Abel nodded. No wonder the paintings on it were all ordinary.

The guys who live here must have tried their best to get rid of the extraordinary ones.

On Jenna's side, because of the paintings here, they ended the topic of cosmetics.

The three girls walked up to the men.

Jenna said enthusiastically: "Abel, you are so good at painting. How about you leave one here?"

Barbara also smiled and said: "Yes, my father always complains that he doesn't like any of the paintings in it. Maybe the paintings you left behind can please him?"

"That's not possible." Abel said with a smile: "People outside will say that I bribed the commander-in-chief."

"Who wants to bribe the commander-in-chief?"

Ms. Wales, who had finished arranging lunch, happened to come over at this time, and she asked curiously.

"Him." Neil pointed at Abel and smiled.

Ms. Wales: "Then I'm curious, Abel, how are you going to bribe my husband."

"How about I write him a check?" Abel deliberately cooperated.

"Hahaha~" Ms. Wales laughed.

Only then did everyone sit down in the living room.

Your own servants will bring you something to drink, including water, coffee, black tea and milk to choose from.

There are also snacks and desserts, such as cookies and cakes.

Americans love desserts, and even White House is no exception.

After chatting for a while, the food was quickly served.

Ms. Wales, mother and daughter have already eaten, mainly Abel and the other three.

Perhaps because she knew Abel's appetite, Ms. Wales prepared more than twice as much food for Abel as for little Laura and her daughter.

What surprised Ms. Wales, mother and daughter, was that Abel actually finished eating.

After dinner, we chatted for a while, and it was already close to two o'clock in the afternoon.

Ms. Wales said softly: "There will be a cocktail party in the evening. I think it's better for you to take a lunch break. This way you can have better energy in the evening to deal with various possibilities."

"This couldn't be better." Neil Bush smiled.

Abel and little Laura also nodded.

Ms. Wales began to arrange rooms for them.

In addition to the famous rooms on the second floor, there are also multiple bedrooms.

Little Laura and Neil Bush, both of whom have lived here, have their own rooms.

Generally speaking, guests like Abel have special hotel arrangements outside the White House.

But everyone present regarded him as a member of the Bush family.

Ms. Wales didn’t know whether it was intentional or just wanted to arrange it this way.

Abel was assigned to share a room with little Laura for lunch break.

Neil Bush actually didn't say anything.

Obviously the two of them are not actually engaged yet.

Little Laura's room here is small.

After Abel came in and took a look, he found that it was only about twenty square meters.

Fortunately, there is a bathroom and a large window sill.

Outside the window sill is one of the famous South Lawns of the White House, and outside the South Lawn is the lake.

Looking out from the window sill, you can see green grass and sparkling waves.

The scenery is still very good.

Next door to the South Lawn is the T\u0026T Rose Garden.

It is said that when Kennedy lived here, his children’s favorite place to play every day was the rose garden.

Abel thought that he was not afraid of falling down and being pricked by the thorny rose.

He admired the view outside the window for a while.

Little Laura rustled behind him and took out a set of pajamas from the closet.

The brand new kind.

When Abel turned around, she smiled sweetly: "Let's change into pajamas and get some sleep. There will be a cocktail party tonight."

Abel smiled and nodded, curiously asking: "When were you prepared?"

After he put it on, it seemed to fit him particularly well. No one in the Bush family is taller than him, so this pajamas are obviously prepared for him.

Little Laura smiled shyly, "I know you may live in my room one day. So wherever I live, whether it is here or in Texas, I have prepared pajamas for you."

What else could Abel say? He turned around and closed the window on the window sill and drew the curtains.

He walked to the door of the room again, closed and locked the door, and made sure again.

Abel turned around and looked at little Laura.

"What are you doing?!"

Little Laura already knew what he wanted to do.

She has not yet reached the age of eating marrow and understanding taste, and she misses her boyfriend more spiritually.

But if her boyfriend wants it, she will naturally not refuse it.

Even though this is not her or his home, it is the most important core of power in this country.

"What do you think?"

Abel responded softly, and then walked over.

Little Laura did not reject him at all and took the initiative to cater to him.

What follows is naturally something that cannot be written in several thousand words.

By the time Abel was gently awakened by little Laura, it was already around five o'clock in the afternoon.

"It's time to get ready." She whispered: "In another hour, guests will be arriving one after another. By the way, let me tell you some news. Aunt Wales told me just now!"

"Huh?" Abel was woken up by a girl for the first time.

In the past, he always slept until he woke up naturally, and the woman who accompanied him was a mess.

"How did you wake up?" What Abel wanted to ask was actually how you woke up.

Little Laura smiled: "I set the alarm clock. Tonight is so important! Let's not talk about it anymore, get up and get ready. Aunt Wales also told me that Emily and Alexander will come too soon!"

"My parents?" Abel was surprised.

"Yes. Uncle George invited them. They should be here by now."

Abel was surprised, but then he thought about it.

This should be George's attempt to win over himself and the Smith family.

By the way, I wanted to compensate him for the help I gave him in the financial field after this big incident happened.

"Come on, come on, I haven't seen them in a few months." Abel said with a smile.

"Yeah." Little Laura said sweetly: "Come down and I'll dress you!"

Abel got out of bed obediently, and little Laura circled around him, changing his clothes.

The two of them seemed to be an old couple who had been married for many years. They cooperated in a tacit and warm manner, and continued to talk in a low voice:

"Jenna said that you were definitely the centerpiece of the audience tonight. After what happened at noon, the news was broadcast, and the response was very violent."

"Actually, I don't want to be like that. That would put me in the spotlight."

"I understand, honey, but you're meant to be in the spotlight. You shine so brightly that there's no point in hiding."

"You have such a sweet mouth."

"Hmph~ I was swollen from your kiss just now! I don't know what to do later!"

"Is it swollen? Let me check it? Oh, it's really a little bit. How about making it swollen a little more?"

"No~"

"~"

Waiting for a while until Abel got dressed.

Little Laura was a little out of breath again, mainly because Abel's hands and feet were not clean.

If it weren't for an important cocktail party that was going to be held soon.

It is estimated that little Laura will not be able to get out for a while.

Finally, with great difficulty, he put on Abel's clothes.

Little Laura quit and pushed him to let him out.

"If you are here, I won't be able to change my clothes! I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of Emily!"

Abel could only smile and leave the room.

Walking out of little Laura's room, Abel walked through a small corridor and entered a large corridor.

Walking a few steps further, you will find the central axis of the second-floor living area.

That is the largest living room of the First Lady.

When Abel came over, he found George, Neil, Jeb, and the youngest of the Bush family, Marvin Pierce Bush, whom Abel had only met once last Christmas, and the wives of the four brothers were all in the living room. inside.

There were also Abel's parents, Alexander and Emily, and some younger members of the Bush family, all crowded into one room.

It looks very lively.

If the First Lady's living room wasn't large enough, it might not be able to accommodate so many people.

Abel, who walked out in a suit and leather shoes, naturally attracted everyone's attention immediately.

Among the four brothers, the youngest Marvin Pierce has always had the loudest voice.

When he saw Abel, he smiled and said - "Look, the core figure of tonight's cocktail party has come out!"

Everyone looked over with a smile, and George immediately followed with a smile and said: "I'm going to ask Jenna or Barbara to call you. You know, little Laura is usually the most punctual among her brothers and sisters. !”

Abel was helpless. Who would have thought that George was the one who loved making fun of the younger ones among the four Bush brothers?

Abel ignored George's teasing and hugged Marvin Pierce, whom he didn't know that well.

Then he smiled and waved to everyone, with a casual attitude like a family.

Maybe it's his appearance, or maybe it's his achievements. Anyway, the Bush family takes him for granted.

Obviously at this time, he had not yet been engaged to little Laura.

But it's as if he is really already little Laura's husband and a peripheral member of the Bush family.

After taking care of the Bush family, Abel turned around and came to his parents.

"Hey, Sheriff Alexander, and dear Mrs. Sheriff Emily, it's great to see you again!"

Abel smiled and said hello, and then kissed his mother's hand. He deliberately winked and was not solemn at all, which made Emily laugh.

Alexander looked at his child carefully.

The father discovered that his child should be a little taller.

In fact, it is indeed true. Abel was only about 192cm in the middle of last year.

The latest physical measurement this year is 195cm.

It grew three centimeters in one year, but it has stopped growing in the past six months.

When the bone age was measured, experts also told Abel that he was probably fixed at this height.

It's exactly 5 centimeters away from two meters.

But whether it's his woman, companions, or friends, few people notice this.

160cm and 170cm are three centimeters taller and more conspicuous.

But the already very tall 192cm has grown three centimeters taller, and he is not a professional athlete.

Naturally, there are not that many people who can notice and care.

Only parents, no matter where they are. Only parents who love their children dutifully can always notice the changes in their children at the first time.

Emily was also very excited, even though her background was good.

But she actually never left Kansas and Texas much in her life.

When I was young, I always listened to my father and brother.

After marrying Alexander, she has been following Abel's father.

She is a typical traditional American southern woman.

One of the characteristics of this kind of women is that they value family, and they are typical of traditional Puritan families of the Angsa race.

Most of the people who came in the Mayflower group were this kind of people.

Now seeing that the child is so promising, the family is also taking off.

As a traditional mother, Emily was naturally proud and happy.