Bai Lu couldn't help but blush when he suddenly scolded her like this.
Jin Bao's mood didn't fluctuate much at first, but now that he heard him humiliating his mother mercilessly, a flash of red anger flashed in his cute big round eyes, staring at Liao Feihong.
Sensing her gaze, Liao Feihong said displeasedly: "Smelly girl, what are you looking at? Don't think that I will be as stupid as that Xie Shuting and fall into your family's trap! I went to do odd jobs for you for no reason..."
Before he could finish his curse words, a burst of neighing sounds of horses could be heard from the production team stable.
The sound was extremely loud, one after another, and could be heard clearly even from a distance of dozens of meters.
Luo Youlong ran out of the office anxiously and looked in the direction of the stable, "What's wrong with the horse?"
At this time, the nearby club members also looked towards the stable, "I don't know, why are you screaming so loudly?"
Luo Youlong was worried that something might happen to his horse, so he had no time to pay attention to Liao Feihong and the others, and hurried to the stable.
"What's wrong?" Seeing the horse in the stable neighing non-stop, trying to break away from the reins that tied it, and raising its hooves high while breaking free, Luo Youlong hurriedly asked his son, "Is the horse frightened?"
Luo Zhongqiang was currently trying to comfort one of the horses, shaking his head and saying: "I don't know, it happened suddenly. This rope can't withstand their pulling like this..."
Before he could finish speaking, one of the horses broke the reins.
Out of curiosity, Liao Feihong and a group of educated youths followed Luo Youlong to the stable.
Before they could understand what happened, the black horse that broke free from the reins suddenly rushed in their direction.
Liao Feihong was startled. The moment he was about to be knocked down by the horse, he instinctively ducked aside.
He was lucky enough to avoid the disaster, but the educated youth named Zhang Hao behind him was not so lucky.
Being knocked head-on by the rampaging horse, Zhang Hao flew back more than a meter and fell to the ground.
The others were frightened by the scene in front of them, and they all froze in place. It took a long time before they ran away like crazy.
Zhang Hao hugged his extremely painful leg and screamed repeatedly, "Ah, it hurts! It hurts -"
The dark horse seemed unwilling to give up and continued to charge in the direction of Liao Feihong.
"Wuyun, what's going on with you?" Luo Zhongqiang was anxious to win over the dark horse, "Calm down!"
He pulled hard for a long time, and when he was almost dragged by the black horse named Wuyun, Wuyun seemed to have been splashed with cold water. He calmed down without warning, no longer neighing or running rampant.
Not only Dark Cloud, but the other horses have also returned to normal.
Jin Bao originally wanted the arrogant and hateful Liao Feihong to learn a lesson, but seeing that Brother Aqiang was about to be injured, he had to stop controlling the horse.
You're lucky! The little girl stared at Liao Feihong and gritted her teeth.
The rest of the production team heard that the horses in the stable suddenly went crazy and hit people, so they rushed over in a hurry.
Luo Youlong ran to Zhang Hao and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will send you to the health center right away..."
"It hurts, captain," Zhang Hao cried, "Is my leg going to be broken?"
"No, no, nothing will happen." With that said, he hurriedly asked his son to pull out the carriage and immediately sent Zhang Hao to the health center in the town.
Everyone else was still frightened at this moment.
Liao Feihong swallowed, regained his composure, and said to Luo Youlong: "This horse is a crazy horse. Who knows if they will go crazy and hit people again in the future? I think all these horses should be executed!"
"What? Execution? You mean killing the horse? How is that possible? Do you know how expensive horses are?"
After Luo Youlong finished speaking, other commune members also became excited and said to Liao Feihong: "Kill the horses and you will pay to buy new horses for our production team? Without horses, who will haul the public grain to deliver the work? You kid can carry it yourself.
Can rice travel dozens of kilometers?”
They said quite angrily, "This horse was fine before, but it has never hit anyone like it did today..."
"That's right! I think the dark cloud hit you twice just now," the club members stared at Liao Feihong and asked suspiciously, "Did you sneak into the stable to bully him before?"
Liao Feihong's face, which was originally pale with fright, gradually turned red, "Don't talk nonsense, okay? When did I ever bully it? I have only been to the stable once, and I came with Captain Luo last time."
"Okay, okay, stop arguing!" Luo Youlong was worried about Zhang Hao's injury at the moment, thinking that this group of educated youths had just come to the village for less than half a month and someone had a problem. He, the captain, would definitely be questioned.
Responsible.
Several people moved Zhang Hao to the carriage together. Luo Zhongqiang drove the carriage in front and drove people out of the village.
"Feihong, why don't we forget about the publicity officer's matter?" He Wenbin walked to Liao Feihong and whispered to him, "Ahao was injured. It seems that it is not suitable to make trouble about this matter anymore..."
"Why forget it?"
Thinking of business, Liao Feihong said to Luo Youlong: "Captain Luo, you haven't given me an explanation about the propaganda officer matter. We all feel that this position should be taken by us educated youths in turn."
Luo Youlong's eyes were full of impatience, "Why are you still talking about this?"
"Comrade Zhang Hao has been injured for the sake of fairness and justice for the educated youth in our production team. I should..."
"Okay, okay," Luo Youlong was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and asked directly, "You insist on being a publicity officer, let me ask you, can you ride a horse?"
Liao Feihong was confused, "Huh?"
"Ah, what, let me ask you, can you ride a horse?"
"No... no," Liao Feihong frowned, "What does the propaganda officer have to do with horseback riding?"
Luo Youlong said: "Every half month, the town's production brigade has a meeting. Wennian went there by bicycle. Before he became the publicity officer, I always went there. I definitely didn't have a bicycle, so I had to ride a horse.
"
As soon as he said this, several male educated youths present looked at each other in confusion.
They had almost been hit by a horse just now, and they had lingering fears about horses. They would probably have to stay away from horses for a long time, so how could they dare to ride them? If they accidentally fell off the horse, they might be disabled.
Zhang Hao's painful screams from before were still in his ears, and He Wenbin swallowed his saliva in fear.
"I definitely can't do this as a propaganda officer..." he said, "I'd better go back to the terraces to help."
In addition to Liao Feihong, the other two educated youths heard He Wenbin's reluctance, and they all said that they were unable to ride a horse and were not suitable to be propaganda officers.
After saying that they didn't want to stay near the stable anymore, they left in a panic.
"Hey! You guys..." Seeing them all leaving, Liao Feihong turned around and called them anxiously.
No one paid attention to him, and the male educated youths even accelerated their pace of leaving.
Although Liao Feihong wanted to bite the bullet and say that he could ride a horse, out of fear of horses, he finally had to grit his teeth and said, "Forget it, who let that Su Wennian have a bicycle!"
After finishing speaking, he did not forget to add a meaningful connotation, "He is indeed the son of the former director of a machinery factory. He is able to bring a bicycle to him after he went to the countryside to become a farmer. It's amazing! He is awesome!"