"Besides, I won't have anything to do with other men before I save you, so just keep your heart in mind."
After all, the original owner was also the daughter-in-law whom Meng Yuan spent 10 taels of silver to marry home openly. If she really didn't want to stay in this house, she would naturally make it clear to him in advance, sign a letter of divorce, and leave openly. There is no need to do that.
Things that are not on the table.
After hearing her explanation, Meng Yuan didn't know whether to be happy or worried about his future.
People almost had their eyes glued to her body, but she didn't feel anything yet. Her nerves were not that thick.
The two finally came to a wasteland south of Stone Town. The wasteland was overgrown with weeds, but the terrain was flat and open, making it a good place for horseback riding.
Shen Qingqing touched the horse's head and muttered in a low voice: "Ping An, you have to be brave. If you behave well, I will give you more food when I go home."
Ping An seemed to understand her words and made a "purring" sound.
Meng Yuan glanced at her from the side, "Don't you need my help?"
"No, I want to try it myself."
What if she can get started without anyone teaching her?
Shen Qingqing rubbed her hands, walked to Ping An's side, tightened the reins with her left hand, held the saddle with her right hand, stepped on the stirrup with one leg, and just raised the other leg, a big turtle dove flew over and pecked at Ping An's body.
The butt flew away again.
Ping An's chrysanthemum tightened, he raised his head and roared loudly, then angrily turned his horse's head to chase the turtle dove.
"What the hell, brother, what are you doing!"
Shen Qingqing was so dumbfounded that she held the reins tightly with both hands, one leg hanging on the stirrup, and one leg on the horse's back, and was carried flying by it in an extremely weird posture.
Meng Yuan saw that something was wrong, so he jumped onto the horse's back, grabbed Shen Qingqing's waist with one hand, hugged her onto the horse's back, and grabbed the reins with the other hand to stop the horse.
When she stopped, Shen Qingqing was so angry that her face turned green. She pointed at the turtle dove in the distance and cursed angrily: "Don't let me catch you, or I will pluck all your hair and chop it into minced meat croquettes!"
The turtle dove cooed twice and fluttered its wings into the nearby woods.
A man's deep laughter came to my ears, "Don't bother, I'll teach you. You see, the reins should be held like this, one rein in each hand, and try to keep the same length..."
Meng Yuan explained the riding posture and rein-holding techniques in detail, then raised his riding whip, and the horse neighed and ran wildly.
Shen Qingqing was a little panicked at first, holding on to Meng Yuan's sleeve and not letting go. After two laps, she became bolder and tried to take the whip and reins from Meng Yuan's hand.
Behind him, Meng Yuan carefully taught her how to use a whip to speed up and how to rein in a horse. After teaching her, he asked her if she remembered it. Shen Qingqing did not answer directly. She laughed heartily, raised the whip in her hand, and said, "Drive!"
The horse galloped like a gale, its hooves hitting the ground making a very rhythmic clicking sound, and throwing up countless dust.
Shen Qingqing squinted her eyes, listening to the whistling wind in her ears, and her body seemed to fly with the wind. A poem came to her mind involuntarily: "A galloping horse tramples on fallen flowers, and a vertical whip brushes the five-cloud chariot."
Really chic.
Really wanton.
She clamped her legs around the horse's belly and tightened the reins at the same time, causing the horse's speed to gradually slow down.
She looked back at Meng Yuan with a proud expression: "How?"
Meng Yuan smiled: "Very good."
She is indeed his wife.
He turned over and jumped off the horse, stretched out his right hand to her, "Come down, and I will teach you how to get on and off the horse."
Shen Qingqing lowered her eyes and looked at his palm, which was whitened by the sunlight, hesitated for a moment, and held out her left hand.
Meng Yuan explained the whole process in detail. He not only explained the basic knowledge and skills, but also clearly explained the strategies to deal with unexpected situations. At the end, he looked at her with a smile and said, "Don't worry, try it. I'm here to watch."
Stay on, nothing will happen."
Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows at him and joked: "Master Meng teaches really well. One day, he can open a tutoring class specifically to teach people to ride horses, and he can make a small fortune."
After saying that, Qiao smiled brightly and grabbed the reins, turned over and jumped on the horse's back, whipped the horse and galloped away towards the green grassland in the distance.
With her back straight, she held the reins in one hand and raised the whip in the other. She stood up in red clothes, like a red flower blooming in the desert, so beautiful and flamboyant.
The galloping horse's hooves seemed to have stepped on his heart, click-click, click-click, and his heart was beating without any control.
The ethereal throbbing in the dream became extremely clear again.
Shen Qingqing walked around the wasteland and finally stopped in front of him, with a bright smile on his face, "You can go around and I will practice for a while."
Meng Yuan nodded, "Okay."
Shen Qingqing repeated the process of getting on and off the horse many times. When he was completely proficient in the movements, he began to concentrate on practicing horse skills.
After jolting on the horse all morning, she was almost falling apart when she finally stopped, and her legs felt as if they had been removed and reassembled. They were so light that she could no longer walk.
But she was still very happy. She learned to ride a horse in one morning, and her performance was not bad.
Meng Yuan was nowhere to be seen in the wasteland. Shen Qingqing led Ping An around and searched for him, and finally found him in the wasteland woods.
And the turtle dove pecking Ping An’s butt.
Meng Yuan walked towards her carrying the turtle dove, "Aren't you going to catch turtle dove croquettes? I caught them for you."
The turtle dove stared at her with his green bean eyes, and kept saying "coo" in his mouth, but he didn't say anything nice at all.
Shen Qingqing grabbed its beak and said with a smile: "This bird has many bones and the croquettes will pierce its beak. It should be tied directly and roasted on the fire. When it is almost cooked, brush it with a layer of honey. What is it called? Honey-glazed turtle dove."
"
Ikaruga was momentarily mute.
Shen Qingqing released the bird's beak and nodded its head, "Aren't you arrogant?"
After speaking, he looked at Meng Yuan with a smile and said, "Let it go. Such a small amount of meat is not enough for the work and money."
Ping An hissed twice, seemingly dissatisfied with Shen Qingqing's behavior of letting the bird return to the mountain.
The turtledoves flapped their wings, circled around it, and cooed, as if provoking.
Shen Qingqing touched her chin thoughtfully, "I feel like they two have a grudge."
"That seems to be the case."
But what hatred can a horse and a bird have?
Can't figure it out.
She shook her head, grabbed the reins, climbed onto the horse, and waved to Meng Yuan, "Come on, leave them alone, let's go home and eat."
When they returned to Baiwan Noodle Shop, the customers in the shop had almost dispersed. The remaining few saw Shen Qingqing and came up to chase her and asked: "Boss Shen, you have been lazy these past two days. Just don't sell shrimps and snails.
Is it ridiculous that you don’t even bother to sell noodles?”
The tone was the same as when a wife questioned a scumbag.
Shen Qingqing raised her lips and smiled, "Everyone, it's not that I don't want to open the door for business. It's really an emergency at home. Once this matter is taken care of, I promise to come back and sell noodles."
The guests knew she was in trouble, so they just asked her casually. After listening to her explanation, they smiled and left. The aunt who often came to visit also held her hand and spoke softly to comfort her.
Shen Qingqing was very moved when she heard this. Her original purpose of opening this noodle shop was just to make some stable money. Now seeing the customers in the shop who really like her mushroom oil noodles and support her, she feels something she has never felt before.
sense of responsibility.
After she comes back, she will plan carefully and arrange the noodle shop business. This chapter has been completed!