pasture leisure

Chapter 406 Wild Fruit
Zhang Chi rode on Chiyanshan's back, holding the reins in his hands, not only Chiyanshan's, but also another one, which was the side rein of his sister's horse.

At this moment, Zhang Chi was running with his elder sister on horseback. The speed was not fast, so naturally there was no danger.

"Well, you did a good job, it's more natural, but you can relax a little more, let you sit up straight with your head up and chest out, and don't let you turn yourself into a mummy, relax a little, and have a more natural expression, don't have to be so bitter and hateful ...".

While urging the horse to trot, he said to his sister, so that she could better adjust the shape of her horse.

After a few days of practice, Zhang Juan was able to ride a horse by herself. Although she was not very proficient in controlling the horse's movements, she could already communicate with the horse simply.

At least the horse can understand her orders, unlike at the beginning, when people are nervous and the horse is also confused, not knowing what the person on the back wants to do.

Zhang Juan is just a beginner, and her body must be stiff. Zhang Chi doesn't know how to make her do better at this point. There is no other way to do this kind of thing except practice over and over again, and there is no shortcut. Saying it a thousand or ten thousand times is not as rewarding as practicing it once by yourself.

Zhang Juan was in a very complicated mood at this time, half excited, half scared, and even a little bit excited, she could trot on the horse.

But Zhang Juan soon lost her excitement, because the horse trot increased the friction between the saddle and her legs, and the roots of her legs began to hurt a little.

Zhang Chi, who was talking to his sister, noticed the expression on her sister's face, and opened his mouth and said: "Take a break, you have to practice again, your legs should be worn out. But it's inevitable that you want to ride a horse well, don't wear it out. I can't practice riding skills either."

A good rider, if you say that you haven’t worn out your thighs once or twice, then you must be talking nonsense. You can only say that you know how to ride a horse when you get calloused at the end, and you haven’t even worn out your thighs. Once, your riding skills can't be any better.

"It's okay, you said that it must be worn out, if it is worn out, it will be pulled down sooner." Zhang Juan gritted her teeth and said.

After hearing this, Zhang Chi said, "There's no need to make such a fuss. Just practice here and you can trot. Anyway, if you go back, there is no place to practice. If you don't ride this hand for a long time, you will give birth again."

Although Zhang Chi wants his sister to be strict, he can't do it without reason. They are brothers and sisters. His requirement for his sister's riding skills is that she can trot on a horse when she leaves the pasture. , such as galloping horses, barrel circling, cowboy triathlon, etc., don't do it.

Safety first, life first.

But Zhang Juan doesn't think so, she has a bit of a temper, not to mention the fact that horse riding is a popular sport in China now, every horse farm is either claiming this or that, and the bunch of people who do it don't really have two bad money in their pockets , but the white-collar workers who want to put coins sharpened their heads one by one to learn how to ride a horse. It seems that by stepping on the horse's back, they can sublimate themselves from temperament to pockets, and have such a slight relationship with the so-called European nobles. connect.

"It's okay, keep practicing, anyway, you have to take medicine at night. And didn't you say that your younger brother and sister opened a horse farm with others in the city, I just go to practice when I have time, don't be afraid, your sister will pay for it!" Zhang Zhang Juan gritted her teeth.

Zhang Chi saw that his sister was so determined, so he continued to trot with the horse, and continued to correct his sister's riding posture while running.

As for the matter of going to the racecourse to ask for money, Zhang Chi didn't think about it at all. How could a man like Zheng Bohong accept Zhang Chi's sister's money.

After riding for a while, the siblings saw the little pickup truck running towards them. The speed was not fast, that is, the speed of twenty to thirty kilometers, which was not much different from a horse trotting.

"grandmother!"

When the horse and the car passed each other, Zhang Chi gave a thumbs up to the grandma sitting in the car. Miao Guifang looked down and stepped on the brake.

"Xiao Chi, driving is not as difficult as you think!" Miao Guifang happily yelled at her grandson.

Zhang Chi replied with a smile: "There is nothing difficult in the first place."

"When we were young, driving was a skill, and driving a car well was a skill," Miao Guifang said while touching the steering wheel happily.

In her imagination, driving is a skill, a professional skill, and one can rely on this skill to make a living, and the food is still good.

"Now that cars are popular, there will naturally be more people who can drive," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Zhang Juan sat on the horseback and said to her grandma: "Grandma, you have a talent for driving. When I was learning how to drive, I couldn't walk in a straight line for a few days. Your straight line is much better than I was then. Isn't it Is Xiaomei a good coach?"

At this time, Zhang Juan also flattered her grandma. Of course, she also praised Melika casually, saying that her younger siblings taught her well.

Miao Guifang said happily: "I am also walking in a straight line now, from there to here, and I am practicing straight lines along the way."

Uh!
The smiles on the faces of Zhang Chi and Zhang Juan immediately froze on their faces.

Zhang Chi looked up at the place where his grandma used to practice driving, and then at the place where his grandma drove now. He felt that even Beckham's Beckham's arc did not have such a bend.

Really, too arc!

From the starting point to here, it is a bit nonsense to say that it is a semicircle, but it is not a problem at all to say that it is a half ellipse.

"So you are running in a straight line?" Zhang Juan said a little embarrassed.

She thought that grandma was practicing free driving in the car. Who would have thought that although the old lady is now practicing walking in a straight line, this straight line is for the old lady to walk. Looking at this arc, she will be able to turn back to her hometown after a while.

The old lady didn't notice the expression of her grandchildren. Originally, in her mind, she was capable of driving. This was a memory engraved in her youth. When she was old, she became a little stubborn, and her concept has not changed.

In fact, the old lady is right. People who learn to drive now are driving. In the past, learning to drive was not only about learning to drive, but also learning to repair the car. Every driver wants to get a driver's license. You must not only be able to drive, but also have the current market The skills of a car mechanic.

Unlike now, even if you get a driver's license, few people will change tires, let alone simply repair the engine.

The old lady was happy, she felt that when she stepped on the gas pedal, her youthful feeling immediately lifted.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to practice driving."

As she said that, the old lady looked down at the gas pedal under her feet again, and stepped on it carefully, trembling and peacefully. It took almost a minute for the car to start moving.

Watching the car leave, Zhang Juan said: "It's not unreasonable to formulate a driver's license test for people under the age of [-]."

As far as the old lady is concerned, she has to have police cars to clear the scene before and after she goes on the road.

"Let's continue!" Zhang Chi said to his sister.

While the siblings were practicing, Melika also started her own teaching.

Melika is not like the Zhang Chi siblings. She is very interested in teaching her grandma to drive. I don’t know if Melika is serious about what she does, or she thinks teaching the old lady to drive is a challenge. In short, Melika teaches very well. serious.

Old ladies are getting older, and they are definitely not as good at accepting things as young people, so what young people can learn once, old ladies have to teach three or five times or even more.

"Xiaomei, I'm tired. I'm a little slow to learn things when I'm old." Miao Guifang also knew about her own business, and looked at her grandson with a little apology after studying for a while.

"It's okay, grandma, you've learned very well, very fast, I'm serious, I used to teach people in their fifties to drive, and he was not as good as you are now" Melika said to Miao Gui Fang is a compliment.

Miao Guifang was very happy. When she heard that people in their fifties were not as good as her in learning to drive, a smile appeared on her face. No one doesn't like others to praise themselves, and Miao Guifang naturally couldn't avoid it.

As for Zhang Chi, others praised him for being able to do it. If he gave him unsatisfactory opinions, Zhang Chi could make his face as long as an old donkey pulling a mill.

"Don't comfort me, how can I be more than fifty?" Miao Guifang didn't seem to be modest when she laughed.

"Really!" Melika nodded.

It doesn't matter if it's true or not, Miao Guifang now only thinks that Xiaomei is really good, and her grandson's vision of women is really top-notch.

The old lady lived in the village, and what kind of daughter-in-law was found by other families in front of her house, how could she escape her eyes, anyway, now she felt that none of the daughter-in-laws of other families was as good as her own granddaughter-in-law.

In the past, the old lady looked at other people's daughter-in-law with greedy eyes, and thought about when she would have a grandson, even if it was ugly, even if she couldn't speak clearly. People in their twenties didn't move at all. , but the old lady was anxious.

When I meet other people, I feel that I am a bit shorter, but now it is different. The old lady sees everyone with her chest up and her abdomen in, and she can't hear other people's weird words in her ears.

In short, very harmonious!

"Keep driving," said Melika, "the speed can be moderately faster, don't be afraid, there is nothing else here, and it's not easy for you to hit a cow."

"Ok!"

The old lady agreed, but she still didn't dare to exert any strength on her feet, so the speed of the car was not much faster, and she was still running on the pasture for twenty or thirty kilometers.

At this time, Xiaoxiao and his little friends were standing under a short tree. The tree bore a lot of fruit, which were bright red, like a small lantern hanging on the tree. Although it was not big, the color was very attractive. up.

A group of children are staring at this small dwarf tree, and one of the children keeps talking, Xiaoxiao is a bit confused, but Yang Zheng is using a recording pen to speak to the child, and he will translate a paragraph for Xiaoxiao. previous paragraph.

My friend said that Xiao Xiao didn’t know what this thing was, because what my friend said was a slang term, like a model peach, most places called it a cherry, and now the importer has given it a cherries, but it is also called another in the folks. Yes, like something containing peaches, cow beads and the like.

The translation of these names must not be fully translated, so Xiaoxiao doesn't know what the name of this fruit is.

The child doesn't care either, now Xiao Xiao is swallowing, only two words come to mind: can eat!

A group of children were thinking about picking wild fruits. To be honest, there are not many children in the country who have such a childlike interest, but in the United States, this child Xiaoxiao enjoys the happiness of his parents when they were young.

(End of this chapter)