When Lu Zhaoxi heard this title for the first time, he stood there with a stiff face and an extremely rich expression.
Lu Zhiyang was also stunned.
Boy doll...?
Who are you calling?
Are you calling him?
He is a little man!
He’s not some boy doll!
Lu Zhaoxi also realized that this old lady seemed to not only call him a boy doll, but also called Sang Mizhou by her.
He subconsciously glanced at Sang Mizhou, and seeing his calm and nonchalant look, he couldn't say anything else.
After all, even Sang Mizhou has endured it, so what else can he not tolerate?
No one can lose to Sang Mizhou!
Before the two of them could react, Xiao Fubao and Sang Mizhou had already stepped onto the bullock cart one after another.
Little Fubao sat down on the cattle driving position and waved to Lu Zhaoxi and Lu Zhiyang: "Little Sheep, Little Sheep's brother, come up quickly! We are about to set off!"
Lu Zhaoxi finally came to his senses and pulled Lu Zhiyang into the bullock cart together.
The old lady handed the small whip to Xiao Fubao: "Come on, baby, you will drive the oxcart today."
"good!"
Xiao Fubao took the whip and looked full of enthusiasm, but Lu Zhaoxi, who was sitting behind the car, frowned: "Is it really okay? It's not a good idea to let a child drive the car, right?"
Sang Mizhou glanced at him lightly: "What's wrong? My little Fubao's driving skills are probably better than yours. I'm not afraid of death. What are you afraid of?"
Being provoked by Sang Mizhou, Lu Zhaoxi fell silent for an instant.
Even if Sang Mizhou is not afraid, then what is he afraid of?
[Hahahaha! It’s so funny that these two people bicker whenever they’re together!]
[I really can’t tell. Sang Mizhou is really protective of his shortcomings. I love his protective character so much!]
[Well done! Our little one is so good at driving the bullock cart that we don’t allow others to doubt it!]
Although Lu Zhaoxi thought in his heart that he could not lose to Sang Mizhou, he was still a little flustered along the way.
After all, Xiao Fubao is just a six-year-old girl. Can she really drive a bullock cart?
But when the bullock cart started to move forward, his hanging heart slowly relaxed.
The expression on his face slowly turned to surprise.
I really didn't expect that a six-year-old girl could really drive a bullock cart and drive it so well. No wonder Sang Mizhou was so relieved.
Lu Zhiyang sat in the corner, staring eagerly at the back of Little Fubao's head.
Suddenly, little Fubao turned his head and met his eyes.
"Little sheep, do you want to give it a try?"
Lu Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, turned around and said awkwardly: "I don't know how to drive a bullock cart."
Little Fu Bao smiled: "It doesn't matter! Fu Bao and grandma will teach you! In fact, driving a bullock cart is really simple! Come and give it a try! It's really fun!"
After hearing what she said, Lu Zhiyang hesitated before nodding: "Okay."
Little Fubao carefully moved to the side, and the old lady stretched out her hand to help Lu Zhiyang from the back to the front.
After he sat firmly, Xiao Fubao handed him the whip in his hand and taught him how to drive the cattle cart: "You use this whip to gently slap the cow's buttocks, and the cow will run forward on its own. Don't use too much force.
!Otherwise the cow will be in pain."
Lu Zhiyang nodded and took the whip from her hand.
He looked serious, as if he was about to do something important.