"My niece asked me to take the exam. If she didn't, she would always pester me."

Wenjo

It's not for my brother-in-law, are you?

Director Zheng: In this way, we'll go to see you tomorrow and talk about it in detail. Do you think it's ok? "

"Tomorrow."

The next day, Wenqiao received a call from his grandfather in the country: "Joe, there's something wrong. Come here quickly."

"What's the matter?"

"The neighbor's child rode your God of war. The horse got angry and fell down."

"Is it serious?" Wenqiao thought

"It's OK, but come here quickly. The horse is not as loyal as it was when he was brought back. His temperament has changed."

Wenqiao hurried to the countryside and called Song Yu on the way.

Song Yu is a well-known racing driver in the racing circle. Racing and horse racing should still have something in common? After the horse race, she really needs a professional jockey. When she selected the God of war, she already thought of Song Yu.

When I arrived in the countryside, my grandfather's nine year old grandson was sitting on a small stool, his face full of vegetables.

Fortunately, their family is not unreasonable. His grandparents are teaching the boy: "who makes you dare to ride? Grandfather Su told you that you can't ride. You have to ride. "

Xiaoyin cried: "I see the God of war looks good."

"Dare you?"

Xiao Yin: I dare not. I will not dare again

When Wenqiao arrived, she saw Xiao Yin sobbing. She went to ask, "did you go to the hospital for examination?"

"There's nothing to check. The child's skin is solid. He fell on the grass and didn't hit stones and bricks. It's not in the way."

Wenqiao pulls up Xiao Yin: "still go to the nearby hospital to take a film to check, good rest assured."

Wenqiao drove Xiaoyin to the hospital in the town and took a film. After a thorough examination, he found that there was no fracture, no bone fracture, and no viscera injury. He felt relieved and rubbed Xiaoyin's head: "Why are you so skinny? My grandfather won't let you ride any more. How can you do it? "

Small Yin Wei aggrieved: "the God of war looks tall and big and powerful, but also very beautiful, I want to go up to try."

"Is it beautiful?" wenjo said with a smile

When I bought it back, she was short and thin, skinny and skinny, and her fur was not bright. It seemed that the word "beautiful" could not be linked with it. It was not very good for children's aesthetics.

"Beautiful, especially beautiful."

Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "you are still young. You can't ride secretly in the future. Do you hear me?"

"Sister Joe, can I ride when I grow up? Grandfather Su said that you bought the God of war for horse racing. Can I ride the God of war to race? "

Wenjo: "EMM, when you grow up, the God of war will retire."

Wenqiao takes Xiaoyin back to the village. The God of war and Xiaohei are tied in the backyard. They came in a hurry just now. They were in a hurry and rushed to send Xiaoyin to the hospital for examination. They didn't have time to go to the backyard to have a look.

It happened that Song Yu also came. They opened the door of the backyard and saw the tall horse standing under the tree.

Wenqiao immediately understood why Xiaoyin said the God of war was tall, big and beautiful.

However, in a month's time, the God of war was completely different from when he just bought it back, as if he had been completely transformed.

It's taller, stronger and more beautiful.

He has a strong body, strong hooves, and glossy fur.