The festival is coming soon, and the school is on vacation, so Yu Xin suggests that Yinglong take Xiao Ruirui to the park to play. Of course, Xiao Ruirui was happy, and he pulled his father to take him to the park immediately to have a good time.

Yinglong promised that he wanted Yu Xin to go with him, but Yu Xin said that he would go to Yunshui Time to take care of the business today, and of course Yinglong couldn't ignore it when she wasn't there, and she had to get a tour of the store.

Yinglong saw that Yuxin's attitude was very resolute, so he had to agree to her, so he took Ruituo to the park to play alone.

Yinglong drove to the park and walked into the gate with little Ruirui.

At this time, there are many tourists in the park, and some parents with children are walking on the paths of the park, and the laughter of children is everywhere.

The little guy jumped up and ran in front of the dragon, excitedly looking at the amusement facilities in the park.

Yinglong decided to take Rui Rui Rui to play go-kart again.

When they got into the go-kart, Yinglong tightened the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator on his foot, and with a slight movement, the kart slowly started with a "crackling" sound and began to accelerate along the runway.

Rui Tuo sat next to Yinglong, very happy, excitedly tugging at his clothes with his hands and shouting, "Hurry up!

Yinglong heard Ruituo's shout, and hurriedly moved his feet, and the kart ran quickly.

The go-kart ran briskly on the track, the breeze blew the faces of the father and son, Rui Tuo smiled happily, Yinglong tightened the steering wheel and ran a few laps along the round track.

Suddenly, a go-kart in front of me stopped in the middle of the runway for some reason.

Yinglong drove the go-kart to get around the car in front of him, but the runway was too narrow, and it was difficult for him to get around, so Yinglong turned the steering wheel nervously.

"Daddy, Daddy!

Ruituo shouted.

"Sit down. ”

Yinglong beckoned Ruituo to sit down quickly and don't move.

Ruituo nervously snuggled up to Yinglong and grabbed his clothes.

But Yinglong didn't slow down much, and the kart "slammed" into the tires piled up next to the runway.

Because the space was too narrow, Yinglong failed to successfully bypass the kart in front of him, but crashed headlong into the side of the runway.

Ruituo shouted, "Dad!

Yinglong disagreed: "If you hit it, you hit it, don't worry about him!"

Ruituo laughed out loud.

A few minutes later, Yinglong led Xiao Ruirui out of the go-kart playing field and walked to the other side of the park.

After walking for a while, Yinglong saw a large lawn not far away, surrounded by a fence, and a few people were riding horses there.

Xiao Ruirui's eyes lit up, and he pulled Yinglong's clothes and said, "Dad, someone is riding a horse, let's go and see it too!"

As soon as Yinglong heard this, he immediately became interested, and thought that it would be better to take Xiao Ruirui to see those people riding horses.

Yinglong approached, and it turned out that there were several jujube red horses here, which were taller than the horses pulling carts in the south, and they were guarded by a few men with northeastern accents.

Rui Tuo looked at these horses in surprise and whispered to Yinglong: "Dad, can we also ride horses?"

Yinglong originally just planned to take a look, because he was worried that Rui Tuo would accidentally fall off the horse, so he didn't plan to let him ride it once, since Rui Tuo was so eager to play now, he was a little unbearable.

Rui Tuo looked at the tall horse in front of him, the horse shook his head, his nose "poof" and breathed, and a pair of big eyes looked at Yinglong and Rui Tuo.

Ruituo stepped forward and cautiously reached out to caress the smooth fur of the steed.

Seeing Ruituo caressing it, the red horse opened its mouth and chirped softly, and one of its front hooves gently stomped on the grass a few times.

The owner of the jujube red horse hurriedly smiled and suggested to Yinglong: "Big brother, it's better to let the child ride the jujube red horse for a few laps!"

Rui Tuo raised his little head and looked at Yinglong expectantly with a small mouth: "Dad." ”

The owner of the horse found that Yinglong seemed to be a little worried, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, big brother, I will always lead the horse, don't worry about the child falling off!"

Yinglong listened, and looked at Rui Tuo's pitiful eyes again, a little unbearable: "Okay!

The owner picked up Ruituo and put it on the saddle, carefully taught Ruituo to grasp a rope on the saddle, and then took the reins and walked slowly in the field.

Ruituo sat on the horse, smiled happily, and stretched out his little hand to stroke the mane on the horse's neck.

Yinglong watched the tall horse carrying Ruituo walking slowly, and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

At this time, another horse owner found that Yinglong was looking at the horseback rider on the field, and hurriedly pulled a tall jujube red horse, and said to Yinglong with a smile: "Big brother, why don't you come and walk a few laps!"

Yinglong couldn't hold it back, and his heart itched: "Okay! It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate! Just ride a horse and run a few laps!"

Seeing that Yinglong agreed, the northern uncle hurriedly pulled over the jujube red horse, briefly instructed Yinglong a few words on the essentials of horseback riding, and then handed the reins to Yinglong and asked him to ride on.

Yinglong grabbed the saddle, stepped on the stirrup and turned over and rode on the jujube red horse, then tightened the reins, clamped his legs lightly, and shouted softly in his mouth: "Drive!"

The red horse raised its hooves and slowly ran along the track.

Yinglong asked the horse a pair of bows and arrows, ready to play the last game of archery on horseback.

This is also a unique entertainment in the horse farm, and many horseback riders want to have a hand.

Yinglong led the jujube red horse and ran slowly along the road.

When he was not far from the target, Yinglong rode sideways on the saddle, straightened his left arm and set up the bow, drew an arrow from the quiver on his back with his right hand, put the tail of the arrow on the bowstring, and pulled the bow with great force.

The bullseye is not far away, and it is only five to ten meters away, which is really good for Yinglong.

When the horse trotted close to the target, Yinglong raised his bow and aimed at the bull's-eye, held his breath and loosened his fingers, and shot out the feathered arrow drawn into a full bow with a "whoosh".

The smooth feathers glide over the fingers and shoot at the bullseye with a "whoosh".

"Great, it's hit!" Yinglong shouted happily as he looked at the target.

The arrow hit the red bull's-eye.

Rui Tuo saw Yinglong shoot the bull's-eye not far away, and shouted happily: "Dad!

Yinglong heard Ruituo shouting, and quickly turned around and waved his hand at him.

At this time, several horsemen passed by Yinglong, stared at the arrow target in surprise, and then rode past Yinglong.

Yinglong continued to circle the field, and when he passed the target again, he set up his bow and released another arrow, still shooting around the bull's-eye.

After three or four laps, several arrows were shot, and each arrow was shot around the bull's-eye. It should be said that this is also a very good result.

Yinglong didn't expect that he could shoot the bull's-eye so accurately, maybe it had something to do with the small bow and arrow he liked to play with when he was a child.

When he was a child, he didn't have any toys, so he whimsically used simple materials to make a small bow and arrow to play archery.

Perhaps since then, he has practiced good kung fu in archery. Now he can handle this game with little difficulty.

After shooting the arrow, Yinglong put the bow on his back, grabbed the reins with both hands, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and rode the horse forward.

The red horse trotted along the track.

The breeze blew on Yinglong's face, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and the oncoming wind ruffled his hair.

The jujube red horse ran happily, and Yinglong rode on the saddle, and his body fell with the horse's back

I couldn't help but bend down slightly, tugged on the reins, and looked down at the front.

He remembered that when he was a child, his father Yingnan once joked that the Ying family had an ancestor who was once a general who followed the emperor in ancient times.

As for the name of the old ancestor, Yinglong no longer remembers.

But the kind of pride and ambition to gallop on the battlefield, he can also experience a little on horseback.

He could imagine how in ancient times, that old ancestor once put on his helmet and armor, straddled on a tall horse, and galloped on the battlefield with a majestic pair of hammers in his hand, facing fierce and stubborn enemies.

In the ancient battlefield, the golden drum was like thunder, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the flag fluttered in the wind.

And the old ancestor led the brave soldiers in this way, riding horses and rushing towards the enemy group.

Now, Yinglong does not need to charge into battle on a war horse, and the great achievements of the ancestors have become history.

Besides, he didn't know if what his father said was true, after all, so much time had passed, and the age was very long, and everything could not be verified.

It's just the pleasure of riding a horse and raising a whip and shooting arrows with a bow, and Yinglong can still appreciate one or two on the racecourse.

Yinglong unconsciously clamped the stirrups, and the red horse seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of the master, and even shook off its four hooves and galloped on the track like joy.

The horse was running so fast that Yinglong couldn't help but lean down, tighten the reins, and call out in his mouth: "Phew!"

But the horse didn't understand what Yinglong meant, and still ran with joy.

Yinglong was a little anxious, and couldn't help but clamp his legs tightly so as not to fall off the horse.

The horse quickly ran to the place where the owner was standing, and several horse owners had already noticed that something was wrong with the horse, and hurriedly called out to Yinglong: "Stop!"

Yinglong was really anxious, and pulled the reins so hard that the horse, as if frightened, immediately stopped, suddenly raised its front hooves, stood up on its two hind legs, and neighed loudly.

Yinglong tightened the reins, straightened his legs, stepped on the stirrups, and his body stood upright with the horse.

At this time, the uncle from the Northeast immediately ran over, grabbed the lock on the horse's head, and shouted loudly to stop the jujube red horse.

Yinglong saw that the horse had stopped and was kicking its front hooves restlessly, so he breathed a sigh of relief and stepped off the horse's back.

When his feet hit the ground, he seemed to be able to sense the jolting sensation on the back of a horse.

Yinglong let out a long breath and patted the horse's back, and the horse chirped and looked at Ying

Dragon. Yinglong stretched out his hand and stroked the long mane of the jujube red horse, and laughed.

Then Yinglong walked to the exit, where Ruituo was looking at him in surprise: "Dad, are you okay?"

Yinglong waved his hand and said, "It's okay! Ruituo, is it fun?"

Rui Tuo raised his little hand: "It's fun!"

Yinglong paid the fee and walked away from the park with Ruituo.

After playing all morning, Xiao Ruirui and Yinglong were also tired, so they drove home when it was time to eat.

Perhaps the prestige of the ancestors has long been submerged in the long history, and future generations only vaguely remember that there was such an ancient general who galloped on the battlefield.

Although Yinglong can't see the true face, he can faintly appreciate the pride and ambition of riding a horse and whipping a whip on horseback.