When Ye Yuze tied up his skis, Yang Geyong gave another instruction.
"When turning, you rely on your body to turn the skis. You can't move simply by moving the skis."
Ye Yuze's old face turned red, okay, little face.
People actually saw that he was trying to turn when he hit him. No wonder he wasn't annoyed.
This time the taxi went much smoother, and Ye Yuze even tried to make a few turns. Sure enough, it was so.
It is really easy to change the direction of the skis by shifting the center of gravity of the body.
Listening to the whispers in his ears, Ye Yuze felt a little proud. He didn't expect that such a high-level sport would be played by him.
It's just that the pole under my feet has lost some value.
Yang Geyong has been beside him to accompany him down, but he is a little far away.
Ye Yuze understood this, probably because he was afraid that he would fall and bring him down.
But this guy can obviously control the speed to keep pace with himself. This is definitely not the same level!
This time it went very smoothly. Think about how fast it would be to slide over a thousand meters to the end? This is definitely a temptation that no man can refuse.
In later generations, there were many ski resorts that built artificial snow. But which one had such a height and slope?
Just as he stood firm at the bottom of the slope, a somewhat jerky voice shouted coldly:
"Which of you rode a bull just now?"
Ye Yuze looked up and saw that it was a Kazakh uncle riding on a horse looking at the two of them with an angry look on his face.
The key is that he still knows this person, it is Uncle Amir who went to his house to deliver milk in the morning.
"I rode it!"
Ye Yuze replied without hesitation, he is a good and honest boy.
Amir obviously recognized him, but the anger on his face did not disappear.
"Why do you stab the bull in the butt with a knife when you're riding a bull?"
Looking at the cow next to him, there was a small hole on its butt that was still bleeding. Although it wasn't much, it was still bleeding.
Ye Yuze didn't know what was going on. He had been riding on the cow, but he definitely didn't stab the cow with a knife.
He shook his head, "I just rode it, but it can't be stabbed!"
Amir's face became even more angry, he raised the whip in his hand and whipped it down at Ye Yuze.
"Bang!"
Because it was winter, Ye Yuze was wearing the same clothes as bread. He didn't feel anything when the whip hit his body.
"I caught the cow, don't hit him. I was the one who put him on the cow. It has nothing to do with him."
As expected, his comrades were reliable. Yang Geyong rushed up and stood in front of Ye Yuze.
After Amir whipped Ye Yuze, he looked obviously regretful.
He was thinking that he was Dr. Ye's son after all. If Dr. Ye's wife found out that she had spanked her son, would she still let him in in the future?
However, herdsmen love their livestock as much as they love their children.
Hearing Yang Geyong's words, he became angry again.
After all, he knew that Dr. Ye's son had just come back from the mouth. It is impossible for a mainland kid to catch a cow without a nose. This person who came out to block the whip must be the culprit!
He raised his whip and whipped it several times, "Bang, bang, bang!"
Yang Geyong wore a sheepskin coat with wool inside. The whip made a muffled sound when it was struck on the coat.
This one is obviously less painful! The fur coat is looser, and it obviously doesn’t even hit the body when being slapped on it.
But they are still children after all, and fear is inevitable.
The look of this bearded Kazakh uncle waving his riding crop is extremely intimidating.
After a few lashes, Amir pointed the whip at the children.
"You are so young, don't be so vicious. We herdsmen all live on cattle and sheep! They are our life!
If anyone dares to stab a cow with a knife again if I know it, I will slap it directly in the face next time!"
After saying that, he took the cow and left directly.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared from sight that Zhang Jianmin came over and lowered his head and said:
"Boss, I stabbed that cow. I stabbed it because it refused to walk."
Yang Geyong went up and kicked him. "You coward, you'll get stabbed as soon as you get stabbed. Why did you let Ye Yuze get whipped for you? Don't play with me again if you do this again!"
Zhang Jianmin's expression relaxed obviously. It seemed that he was fine this time.
It was already noon when I skied down the snow. Because of the time difference, lunch here is always eaten around two o'clock.
The children hurriedly ran home, but they had no choice. There was too much activity and they were already hungry.
Wei Yuxiang asked his sister to sit on the sledge, and he held her with one hand and walked home.
Ye Yuze also followed his example and asked his younger brother to sit on it.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yufan's face twisted. "You came from your mouth. You don't know how to pull the sledge, so I will pull you!"
Ye Yuze didn't expect to be despised by a little kid. But there was nothing he could do if he refused to sit down.
Then Zhang Jianmin, probably in order to atone for his sins, pushed Ye Yuze onto Ye Yufan's small sledge and trotted back to the company.
When I got home, my mother had come back and was steaming steamed buns.
The staple food here is relatively simple, mainly steamed buns.
I post it in the morning before going to work. I steam it when I get back from get off work at noon.
After putting the steamed buns into the pot, my mother asked Ye Yuze to light the fire. She put the leftover mutton from last night on the stove. She cut two potatoes and put them in it. She also added a handful of vermicelli.
Ye Yuze was very curious about his mother cutting potatoes because she didn't cut them anymore.
Instead, use a small spoon to break it off piece by piece.
Seeing Ye Yuze's strange look, his mother explained:
"The potatoes made this way are more floury and cooked well."
Ye Yuze wanted to ask why? But after thinking about it, he shut up.
Because my mother is the kind of person who is prone to violence when she doesn't know the answer. Physical pain is always scarier than the desire for knowledge.
At this time, my mother lowered her head and saw a mark on his body.
You must know that if the whip is really used hard, a layer of clothing can be torn. It can also leave blood marks on the body.
Although Ye Yuze was wearing thick clothes and was not injured, there were still marks on his clothes.
"How did this happen?"
Mom's tone was a bit harsh, she was obviously worried about the clothes.
Ye Yuze was thinking about how to make it up. But the younger brother on the side immediately exposed him.
"My brother secretly rode someone else's cow and was whipped by Uncle Amir!"
My mother's eyes suddenly widened. Although she felt sorry for the clothes, after all, her son was more dear to her than clothes!
"This damn Amir, I'll ask your father to find him in a minute! How dare you whip someone with a whip!"
At this time, my father just opened the door and walked in. Hearing a tail, he asked:
"Who whipped someone?"
My mother stared. "What time is it? You won't come back until the chimney stops smoking, right?"
Dad's face was full of embarrassment, and his little idea was exposed. If the chimney does not smoke, it means the rice is cooked. It turns out that this has been seen through a long time ago.
Mom didn't care to argue with him about this. She pointed at the marks on Ye Yuze's body and said:
"Today Yuze rode a cow for a while, and Amir whipped him. He won't have to deliver milk tomorrow. I won't drink from him!"
Chapter completed!