Xiaoxiao was a little proud of being praised by his uncle. Seeing that his mother was praised again by his uncle, he immediately said something. However, when he finished speaking, he met his mother's glare and his head immediately shrank.
The little guy rides the pony in style, but it doesn't actually require any riding skills, because the pony can't run fast. Of course, if it is a little taller, the pony can run pretty well.
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But the little pony that Miller gave as a gift is not included in this list. So even if it runs as hard as it can, it will only run at a speed of more than ten axes, which is faster than normal people running.
Not much faster.
"Teach well, or I will deal with you."
After glaring at her son, Zhang Juan said something to her younger brother Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi muttered in a low voice: "I don't want anyone to tell me if I'm not riding well."
"What are you talking about?"
Zhang Chi waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no."
The two siblings were chatting while giving equestrian lessons.
In fact, Zhang Juan studied very well and studied very carefully, but Zhang Chi always wanted to scratch her sister from time to time, and Zhang Juan occasionally showed a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, which really made her sad.
People scratch their heads.
After playing in circles for half an hour, Zhang Chi asked Sister Zhang to get off the horse.
"Sister, take the horse for a walk and let it graze. If you feel it's not enough, you can take off the saddle and so on..." Zhang Chi said to his sister.
Zhang Juan asked: "That's it?"
"What else do you want? I don't dare to let you gallop on a horse now," Zhang Chi said.
A common problem among beginners is to think that once they can sit firmly on a horse, they can gallop forward, but in fact they are still far from this state.
You can ride a horse and you can run on a horse, those are two different concepts.
After saying this, Zhang Chi came to the horse, took off the side rein, rolled the rein a few times in his hand, and carried it in his hand.
After getting off the horse, Zhang Juan began to unsaddle the horse. Zhang Chi watched from the side. After her sister had finished unloading the saddle, she asked her to lead the horse around twice before nodding and returning to the house.
As soon as I returned to the house, I saw my grandma, aunt and mother sitting on the sofa in the living room chatting, with some snacks in front of them.
I have to say, these people still enjoy it. They are chatting and eating some snacks. If their life is not comfortable, then what kind of life is comfortable?
Seeing Zhang Chi entering the house, Miao Guifang greeted her grandson: "Xiao Chi, come and have some snacks. Your aunt has prepared so many snacks, and we can't eat much."
The snacks were prepared by my aunt, and they were quite varied, including Chinese, American, and Mexican. There were almost a dozen varieties. There were a lot of them on a large coffee table, which looked a bit like snacks.
Had a tasting session.
"You guys can eat, I'll come in and drink some water." Zhang Chi refused grandma's kindness. In fact, the main reason was that he didn't like sweets very much, and most of the snacks eaten by people like grandma were sweet.
He poured himself a glass of water and popped it into his mouth. Gudong Gudong drank it in one breath. Zhang Chi wiped his mouth and let out a sigh.
"Grandpa, are they tossing the fruit trees again?" Zhang Chi was completely out of ideas with this question. What would Zhang Jiaren and the others be doing if they didn't toss the fruit trees?
She didn't care where her wife went, even such a big man wouldn't be lost.
Just as we were talking about Zhang Jiaren and these three people, we didn't expect their voices to be heard from outside.
"Hey, I'm back," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chi saw several figures coming in from the door. Who else could it be if they weren't his grandfather, father, and uncle?
But behind them, followed by the two fat bodies, were Bailao and Shiren.
The two cubs followed behind the three of them, their mouths still moving. It was obvious that the three of them fed the two cubs.
Seeing them, Zhang Chi felt very strange and thought to himself: How come Grandpa and the others can still meet these two guys!
The place where Shiren and Bai Lao often hang out now is near the office. When the cowboys come over, they will always feed them something when they see them.
"What the hell...".
As soon as Li Xiumei saw the two bears, she wanted to call them by their names, but she forgot the names Shiren and Bai Lao for a while.
As for being afraid? With Mo Zhi's lessons learned from the past, the two little bears have already ignored them.
"Shiren and Bai Lao," Zhang Chi said.
Miao Guifang listened and said with a smile: "This is a bad name. It's hard to pronounce."
"Didn't I tell you, Huang Shiren and Yang Bailao, how easy they are to remember," Zhang Chi replied to his grandma with a smile.
The old lady thought for a while, but still shook her head: "It's still not good. Your father is called Jiaren, and it is inappropriate to call it Shiren."
Zhang Chi really didn't think about this. Although he felt that his grandma was overthinking it, it was a duty for a grandson to make the old lady happy, wasn't it?
So Zhang Chi said with a smile: "Grandma, my naming is just average and I don't have much talent. How about you name one for the two little bears?"
Zhang Jiaren came to the sofa and sat down at this time. He heard the conversation between his grandson and his wife and said with a smile: "There are so many rules. Just call the two little bears by their names."
Zhang Jiaren doesn't mind that his name has the same character as "Xiong Xiong".
"No, let's change the name to something better." Zhang Youpeng thought it was okay at first, but when his mother said that the little bear and his father had the same word, he immediately felt a little awkward, so he advocated changing the names of the two cubs.
If this is not corrected, it will be annoying, just like a certain domestic car company. You may think that the name is quite acceptable, but if you hear someone say it once, you will immediately feel that the name is really unpleasant.
"Xiong Da, Xiong Er?" Li Xiumei said with a smile.
"Isn't this from a cartoon? You didn't take the name seriously at all," Zhang Youpeng said happily.
Shiren and Bai Lao don't care about others planning to change their names now. Their attention is completely attracted by the snacks placed on the coffee table.
However, there were people around, so they didn't climb onto the coffee table directly to eat. On this point, Zhang Chi's requirements were quite strict. If anyone ate anything on the table without someone's permission, they would be beaten.
So Shiren and Bai Lao came to the side of the coffee table, scratched the coffee table and hummed to show people that they wanted to eat snacks.
Bears love sweets very much. Even a three-year-old child may know about bears stealing honey. The table of sweets in front of them made Shiren and Bai Lao extremely happy.
The furry bear is now in its cute moment. How could Miao Guifang, Li Xiumei and Gu Ying bear this?
"Want to eat this?"
Li Xiumei reached out and took a dumpling in front of her, put it in her hand, and shook it in front of Shiren's nose. The little guy immediately hummed louder, and his two little eyes looked at the snack in Li Xiumei's hand.
Li Xiumei didn't say she wanted to tease it, so she nodded to Shiren's mouth.
The little guy opened his mouth and bit the snack. Just as he was about to stuff it into his mouth, Bailao next to him came over and immediately grabbed the snack from Shiren's mouth.
"Look at how little he looks, so domineering, and robbing other people's things..." Miao Guifang took one look at the appearance of the two little bears and immediately reached out and took another one to feed Bai Lao.
Everyone had something to eat, and the two little guys settled down. However, after a while, they finished eating and started scratching the coffee table again.
Miao Guifang and others didn't care about these snacks, so they started feeding the two little bear cubs.
And a few men here are still changing the names of the bears. There are a lot of names like Da Mao and Er Mao. Needless to say, water content. Zhang Chi can feel the moisture of these names while sitting here.
No one had a good name, so the three of them simply couldn't name them.
"Dachi, the dates at home are ready to be eaten. When will we go to beat them?" Zhang Jiaren remembered that the dates on the jujube trees in the east were ripe and reminded his grandson to find a time to beat them."
"Is it ripe? I didn't see anything good a few days ago. It was more green and less red," Zhang Chi said.
It goes without saying that the jujube tree here was given to me by Lao Xu, but the jujube tree that Lao Xu gave me was not the jujube tree that Zhang Chi remembered from his childhood, but an improved variety.
In the past, the jujubes produced by the jujube trees in the village were relatively small, about the size of a knuckle. The jujube trees given by Lao Xu were improved and were almost twice as large as those in the countryside. They were fleshier and sweeter.
, unlike the jujubes in the countryside, even if they are fully ripe, they still have a green bubble flavor.
This jujube is a bit like winter jujube, and the fruit is similar to winter jujube, with spots of red floating on the green background.
The jujubes must be red, at least when most of the jujubes are red, then the jujubes are considered mature. If the branches are full of green jujubes at a glance, they are not yet ready to eat.
Zhang Jiaren took out a handful of dates from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi took a look and asked, "Picked from a tree?"
"Well, I picked them just now."
The fruit is already ripe. A jujube about three centimeters in diameter has a green base and about one-third of the top has turned into a reddish color.
Before picking up his father and the others, Zhang Chi had seen jujubes. At that time, every tree was green. Unexpectedly, just after he came back, the jujubes were actually red.
After taking the date from his grandfather's hand, Zhang Chi took one out, wiped it on his body, and put it in his mouth.
One bite, and the sweet taste of the dates immediately gave Zhang Chi a strong sense of satisfaction.
"Not bad!" Zhang Chi praised.
Zhang Jiaren smiled after hearing this: "Not only is it good, these dates are crisp and delicious. Not only are they sweet, but they are also juicy. Among the dates I have eaten in my life, they rank among the top three!"
Zhang Jiaren said confidently.
After hearing this, Miao Guifang made fun of her wife, and she opened her mouth and said: "Except for this time, you have never left a few counties. You know how big the world is, and you still have the dates you have eaten in your life. You...
I have only eaten one kind of jujube in my life, and that is the jujube from the old jujube tree behind our house."
"Don't worry so much, you want to try it too?"
Zhang Jiaren said and grabbed a few more dates from his pocket.
When Miao Guifang saw it, she said again: "You are three years old, what are you doing with so many dates in your pocket?"