Driving a tricycle, full of people, riding mighty on the country road.
The people in the countryside have already got up and went to work in the fields, and they are quite curious to see this scene.
One by one, they raised their heads and watched the tricycle pass by, and the rattling sound gradually moved away.
Even driving a tricycle is not slow, and after driving for a while, he successfully arrived at the racecourse.
This horse farm covers a large area and is covered with green grass. At first glance, I can't help but feel extremely happy, and the breeze is very comfortable.
As soon as everyone arrived, the owner of the racecourse hurriedly came out to welcome people in.
The owner of the racecourse is a middle-aged man surnamed Zhang, about forty years old.
The owner of the horse farm took everyone to the place where the horses were raised to select horses. Everyone was excited when they saw a horse in the room.
Hua Shiying was attracted by the sight in front of her, and her voice was filled with excitement.
"These horses look alive, and Uncle Zhang must have taken good care of them."
The alienation in Rong Cheng's eyes faded, and he turned his head slightly to look at her, wearing a riding outfit on his body, which was elegant.
His voice was magnetic, "The horse has a strong temperament. You can choose a horse with a gentler temperament later, so that it will be easier to ride."
Hua Shiying has no objection, "I also think that it seems that we coincide."
Zhong Qing, who was standing next to him, heard the conversation between the two, and a faint ripple appeared in his heart.
She looked at Rong Cheng, and clearly saw that the ice wall in his eyes was broken, and there was even warmth in his eyes.
Her heart throbbed, and her hands subconsciously clenched into fists. She had followed him for so many years, and silently liked him for so many years.
"Sister Zhongqing, I have chosen a horse. Do you need me to pay attention to what kind of horses you like."
The smile raised at the corner of Qu Liushang's mouth seems to have been calculated accurately, and it is impeccable, but it also makes people feel a little false.
"Oh oh."
"No thanks."
Love put away the thoughts in my heart, and suppressed the complex and uncomfortable feelings and unwillingness in my heart.
The others had already moved separately, picking their favorite horses, and Yan Zhixu followed the owner of the horse farm, chatting casually.
"Wushan Village is not only beautiful, but also has such a large horse farm that we can gallop freely."
"And the people in the village are also very simple, especially the owner of the house who rented the mansion to our program team, who has a very kind heart."
A long conversation pulled the distance between the two, and Uncle Zhang didn't think deeply about the meaning of the words.
With a smile on his face, he raised a bucket of dried grass next to him to feed the horses in the room in front of him.
This horse is all black, with piercing eyes and a rebellious aura all over his body.
It glanced at the grass that was handed over, let out a light snort, and turned its head away without eating it.
Uncle Zhang was not angry and put down the hay in his hand to answer Yan Zhixu's words.
"The family's surname is Xiao, and I heard from the older generation in the village that they have lived in Wushan Village for generations."
"Actually, the Xiao family is one of the richest people in the village. There is no need to suffer in the village and live a bland life, but the Xiao family never leaves the village on their own initiative."
After listening to Uncle Zhang's words, Yan Zhixu's eyes lit up with waves, and the corners of his mouth evoked a faint smile of unknown meaning.
She raised her eyebrows, "The Xiao family loves the land of Wushan Village very much."
Generations of generations have never left... The hidden meaning of this is worth pondering.