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Chapter 435: Flying Freely

The fat man feels very beautiful now, the wind is whistling in his ears, the green grass is rolling in front of him, the horse is on the grassland, galloping at will, and the pride in his chest is stirring like a horse's hooves, this feeling is like flying.

Oh——, the fat man couldn't help but shout, galloping on the vast prairie, he could release his passion to the fullest, and of course he would sweep away the depression in his heart. And for the fat man, of course he was not depressed, and now he just wanted to run like this, until he reached the edge of the sky.

He was running happily in front, but the two herdsmen behind him secretly complained: this fat man is crazy, and if he goes on like this, either he will be thrown off by the horse, or he will be tired and the horse will fall. Now they have only one thought in their minds - chase!

Just as they were galloping wildly, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves around them, and a red shadow gradually caught up, first going hand in hand with them, and then gradually overtaking them by one horse, two horses, and finally leaving the two people far behind.

Xiao Qiqi was wearing a pink shirt and riding on a red horse, like a red lightning bolt, passing by the two herdsmen, making people unreachable.

Kiki sat on the horse, surprisingly steady, and like the fat man, the little one also completely mastered the rhythm on horseback, and she also had the advantage that the fat man did not have, and could communicate well with the jujube red horse. The most important thing is that the weight of the little guy is much lighter than that of the fat man, and the jujube red horse does not seem to be running with a weight at all, it is simply a horse galloping freely, so it is strange that the speed is not fast.

Soon, Kiki overtook the fat man again, and then slowed down, and the red horse snorted softly, and raised its hooves high, like a dressage on the grass.

Prairie horses have their own pride, and rushing to the front in horse racing is not only the pride of the rider, but also the horse.

The fat man in the back also stopped, and the red horse under the crotch was not so easy, after all, the fat man who was carrying more than 200 catties ran all the way, and the consumption of the horses was still very great.

The fat man jumped off the horse, took the reins and turned back, and then saw the two herdsmen catch up and jump off the horse. The fat man laughed twice: "Friend, we are so happy that we are worried about you, I'm really sorry." ”

A herdsman laughed: "It seems that you should not have been asked to ride a horse in the first place, such a riding skill, I am afraid that those horse racers in the flag will practice hard, and they will no longer be willing to get off the horse." ”

The fat man scratched the back of his head, and suddenly sighed, and his legs were quickly spread apart: "It seems to be worn out of the skin, so I said, the saddle is a little tight-"

In fact, it's really not the saddle, after all, the fat man is riding a horse for the first time, although he quickly mastered the riding skills of the integration of man and horse, but the flesh and skin have not been honed, and the fat man is the most fine-skinned and tender meat, so the thighs will inevitably suffer.

"That's the price of indulgence, but if I had to choose again, I'd do it." The fat man looked at the boundless grassland in the distance and said seriously.

This sentence undoubtedly won the favor of the two herdsmen, the children of the grassland do not like to be pretentious, the more they are natural, the more they are liked.

"Qiqi, you go back to greet Sister Xiaoyu first." The fat man shouted, and the wound in his thigh was burning, and he had to sprinkle some medicine.

Qiqi is light because of his body, so he has nothing to do, he turns the horse's head and runs back, the speed is still chasing the wind and electricity, this is not Qiqi wants to show off, the main thing is that the jujube red horse runs out of the feeling, and it is not enjoyable yet.

"I'll sprinkle some medicine first." The fat man turned around, poured some Yunnan Baiyao on the gauze, and then wiped it on the wound. The two herdsmen next to him didn't care, they were now completely convinced that this fat man must not have ridden a horse before, otherwise he should have honed it a long time ago; And that little girl is not to mention, at such an older age, she can't practice riding in her mother's womb.

After a while, they also caught up with the big pigtails: "Big brother, you ran too fast, are you okay?" ”

Seeing that the fat man's posture standing there was a little incorrect, the big braid couldn't help but ask. The fat man could only shake his head stiffly: "Xiaoyu, I'm fine, how does it feel to ride a horse?" ”

As soon as he heard this, the big pigtail's face became excited again: "It's a pity that you and Qiqi can't run as fast-"

"Then I'll take you for a ride—but it looks like we'll have to wait a day." It's tempting for the fat man to imagine riding with his big pigtails and galloping across the grassland.

"Let's hurry, please!" The herdsmen even called Xiao Qiqi first, and generally those who could enjoy this kind of treatment were the elders of the clan or respected figures.

The fat man took the reins from the big braid and led her horse in front. Seeing him running on the grass with his legs bent, everyone couldn't help but want to laugh.

However, the fat man's speed is really not covered, and his endurance is long, and he runs more than ten miles in one breath, and his speed is getting faster and faster. The two herders maintained a moderate pace to be able to keep up with him.

originally thought that the fat man couldn't ride a horse, and he must be dragging his feet, but in the end, it was Wang Sanpao, the car boss and Wu Kun who were left behind.

After running on the grassland for more than 30 miles, I saw a little yurt in front of me, all of which were white yurts, like white clouds falling on the grassland

The number of cows and sheep gradually increased, and the mooing of cows and the immature bleating of lambs intertwined a harmonious grassland music.

Several long-haired dogs took the lead in running over, and the majestic roar in their mouths was also expressing the arrogance of the grassland.

Kiki took the lead and rushed to the front, only to see the little guy slip out of his horse and rush towards the fierce Mongolian mastiffs.

Mongolian mastiff is no less than the Tibetan mastiff dog breed, in thousands of years of artificial selection, only those who are the best at grazing cattle and sheep, the most daring to fight with the wolves, will be retained by the herdsmen, so although their appearance is similar to those big stupid dogs, but in temperament and connotation, there is an essential difference.

A hurried shout rang out from the lips of the two herdsmen, who seemed to them to know the depths of the little girl, and it would be dangerous if she angered the big dogs who were as tall as her.

Although the Mongolian mastiff generally does not take the initiative to attack without the master's order, looking at the posture of the little girl, it seems that it is not just as simple as looking, because it has raised its little arms to meet the Mongolian mastiff that rushes to the front and the most ferocious.

"Don't worry, no dog can hurt Kiki." The fat man and the big pigtails are not in a hurry at all, let alone a dog, even a wolf will bow down to Qiqi's little hands.

Qiqi had already wrapped his arms around the neck of the big dog, which was a big dark yellow dog, with long hair more than ten centimeters on its body, and even more on its tail, which must have exceeded half a foot, which also made it look even more powerful.

But now it was as well-behaved as a little sheep, wagging its big tail vigorously, and its long fur danced in the air like a fly. The dogs in the back also ran up, jumping and jumping around Qiqi, more cheerful than seeing their owners.

"Who are you?" A little boy in a Mongolian robe ran up to Kiki, bare-headed and with a small Mongolian knife hanging from his waist. The face was a healthy red, and the eyes were dark and bright. Standing there, Bikich was a head taller.

"My name is Kiki, what's your name?" Kiki didn't look at it at all, and leaned over to touch the knife on the other's waist.

The little boy took two steps back vigilantly: "My name is Burigood, which means eagle owl." ”

"Haha, that's not the same name as Xiaobai." Kiki laughed happily.

"Who is Xiaobai?" The little boy Břigood asked, somewhat surprised.

"It's an eagle too—look, it's coming." Qiqi's little hand pointed to the sky, only to see a white figure getting bigger and bigger, it was Xiaobai, who had had enough of playing with the golden eagle, and with its keen eyes, searched for Qiqi's location.

Burigood was already stupid, and kept muttering: "Chagan - Chagan (white)-"

Qiqi beckoned, Xiaobai fell to her side, and Burigood's eyes lit up: "Can you ask me to touch it, I am willing to exchange anything with you." ”

"Xiaobai doesn't like others to touch, this guy is too arrogant, I've been with him for several years, as long as you touch me and talk to me, don't ask for it, little guy." The fat man walked over and said to Burigood as he took the pigtails off his horse.

However, he still underestimated the stubborn character of Burigood, and like his elders, the sharp arrows sent out would never return to the bowstring.

I only heard a few gurgles in his mouth, then took out a piece of beef jerky, tore off one, and handed it to Xiaobai.

Xiaobai actually used it with peace of mind, but the beef jerky didn't have any water at all, which didn't meet its appetite. The fat man swallowed a mouthful of spit, and a small piece of mutton appeared in his hand, then replaced the beef jerky in Burigood's hand, tore off a strip, put it in his mouth and munched it, and then handed the rest to the big braid.

Burigood took out the knife on his waist, cut the mutton into pieces, and then fed it to Xiaobai with his hand, and after the mutton was fed, he finally got his wish and stroked Xiaobai's back.

Xiaobai turned his head with a mouthful, his mouth was as sharp as a steel hook, and it was a piece of flesh and blood. However, Qiqi made a timely move, and the little slap blocked Xiaobai's mouth.

Buzhigood was not greedy, and withdrew his hand contentedly, his face full of joy: "Qiqi, I solemnly invite you to my house as a guest. ”

Herders are notoriously enthusiastic about foreign guests, but as a child, Burigood does not have this right and must be invited by the elders of the family. Since he said so, one can imagine his determination.

"There are guests coming, welcome to the grassland." A hearty voice sounded, and immediately, everyone saw an old man in good spirits, smiling and walking over. It can be seen that this is a wise old man, whose eyes are not dim at all, but shining, and in the words of the herdsmen, there is wisdom hidden in his beard.

The herdsmen have the most respect for the elders, everyone bowed down, and the old man returned the salute meticulously, and then came to Qiqi's side: "Girl, on behalf of my grandson, I hope you can be the most popular guest in our yurt." ”