Song Wumao saw her intentions, and said with a smile: "Fuya, what do you want...... Sheep riding? ”

Sheep riding? Say it earlier! The sheep bleated and got up, standing majestically beside Song Ziran - come on! It's much faster than the cows and horses! Able to climb mountains, wade through water, and climb trees. Little master, what do you want to carry your brother when you go up the mountain? They are clumsy and slow to die!

Song Ziran looked at the wild goat that was taller than herself: ......

Why are you standing so straight? Compare yourself to me? Don't be so insulting!

Song Wumao threw the melon skin in his hand on the ground, wiped his hands, stuck his hands under his sister's armpits, and gently put the little girl on the sheep's back. He was worried that the sheep would not know the severity of the baating, so he threw his sister down, and his two hands protected her behind her.

The sheep bleated to notice that the person on his back was sitting firmly, and slowly took two steps forward—huh? The little master looks fat, not heavy! It is huge, with powerful limbs and a negligible weight on its back. It picked up speed and trotted up the yard.

Song Ziran was able to ride a horse in his previous life, but there is still a certain difference between riding a horse and riding a sheep. However, she had good balance and quickly mastered the technique. The sheep bleated and sensed it, so he let go of his speed and ran out of a gust of wind in the yard!

A few hairs from the Song family snorted and said, "Sheep baa, you slow down!" ”

"Sister, grab the horns and sit firmly......"

"Sheep bleating, it's too fast! Don't dump your sister off! ”

"Sister is so good!" "My sister is the best!" "My sister can even ride a sheep!"

The last few sentences were shouted by Guoguo and Xiao Shi, who competed. Jiang Guoguo's little pot friend, his voice is split!

When Mrs. Wu heard the movement, she came out of the kitchen to see it, and was so frightened that she hurriedly went up to stop the sheep and took Fu Ya off the sheep. She was so angry that she sprayed all the people in the yard, especially her son: "You fathers and uncles, just let these boys mess around? If you fall on my Fuya, none of you from old to young will be able to escape! ”

The sheep bleated and rubbed the little master with his head - still riding or not? The yard is too small, and there are so many people that you can't enjoy running!

Mrs. Wu pushed it away and scolded: "Go, go, go!" Go up the mountain to find your mother! Are you a wild sheep that wanders around the village all day long, not afraid of being caught and slaughtered? ”

The sheep bleated from its nose and snorted disdainfully: Who dares? The guy who hit it last time was pushed into the ditch by it and couldn't climb up for a long time. And one with a knife...... Got a knife great? It also has two horns! Hmph, thighs give them holes! It remembers those guys too, see once top once!

"Okay, I've eaten the watermelon, I've watched the play, what should I do! Fourth daughter-in-law, stay and help me make cakes! "The people in this courtyard look like an eyesore, and Mrs. Wu understands the arrangement of people in one sentence!

The sheep that had been driven out of the yard bleated and came in through the wall in the backyard in a circle. The wall of the house is more than two meters high, and it is not hindered at all by its amazing bouncing power. The sheep bleated like no one.

It came to its little master in a doggy manner and threw its head back. Song Ziran actually saw a trace of obscenity in its expression, like a picture of a thug wearing a floral shirt and combing a big back in the nineties in his previous life, riding a motorcycle to carry beautiful women. She couldn't help but laugh out loud!

The sheep bleated and secretly glanced into the kitchen, glaring at the sheep's eyes like black grapes: Don't laugh! Be careful to summon the old witch out. Little master, are you going for a ride?

Song Ziran gestured the height with her hand - I want to go, but I can't climb up?

Simple! The sheep bleated and knelt down, shook his head on his back again, and the wisp of non-mainstream "bangs" on his forehead also swayed.

Song Ziran held back a smile and climbed onto its back. The sheep bleated on its two front legs and stood up first, and Song Ziran hugged its neck and clamped its belly to prevent itself from slipping down. The sheep bleated to his feet, glanced at the kitchen again, and then walked out of the yard with a doggy look.

When it arrived outside the courtyard gate, it seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and screamed "bleating", as if to remind the little master to sit firmly. Then, spread his hooves and ran briskly along the path back to the mountain. It is very thoughtful, choosing a place without shrubs to walk, even if it is a half-human high rock, it can't stop it from galloping.

Song Ziran gradually adapted to the ups and downs on the sheep's back, and slowly sat up straight. The wind in the forest blew away the heat from her. The rapidly receding rocks, grass and trees made her feel extremely happy. Sure enough, a summer drive is the most comfortable!

"Huh? What is it that has just flashed by? The villagers who went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables straightened up and rubbed their eyes.

Another sharp-eyed daughter-in-law smiled and said, "I see, it's the sheep raised by the Song family!" My eldest family has fought against cows with it! ”

"The sheep of the old Song family are bigger than the calves, your fourth child, can you afford it?"

The daughter-in-law shook her head and said, "How can it?" Sheep couldn't do it when they were young, let alone now? In order to be able to play with the sheep, our family helped to cut weeds. ”

"The old Song family has a really big heart, such a fat sheep, they don't tie it, let it run around the mountains, and they are not afraid of being caught!"

"That sheep has great strength, and the pillars of the patrol are all upturned by it. I heard that the last time the wolves came down the mountain, its horns pierced the wolf's throat! Think about it, if it is against people, who can stand it? ”

"I heard that the second-rate son in the next village wants to fight it. Later, there was no movement, and I don't know if I was scared back by the patrol team in our village, or what? ”

"Don't talk about the sons of the old Song family, just those grandchildren, each of them has a good bow and arrow. Who is the idea of beating his sheep and is not afraid to give range to the hornet's nest? ”

"The old Song family has risen up in the past few years. The one used to be so poor...... Now not only the sons are capable, but even the grandchildren are not ordinary. You have also heard that the two grandsons of his family were favored by the nobles of Fucheng, and they stayed by their side to work as errands, and they could receive this amount every month. The one who spoke held up two fingers.

"Two hundred?"

"Go, it's worth taking out two hundred wen to talk about? The last time our patrol team fought wolves, each of them was divided into 500 Wen! I'm talking about two taels of white silver! ”

"Tut-tut! Really? The old Song family is going to send it! ”

"There is also the youngest son of the old Song family, who is now studying in Fucheng. He is now a showman, and he will be admitted to the examination in the future...... The old Song family changed their doors and became officials! ”

……

Song Ziran closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure brought to her by the galloping wind. She gently touched the sheep bleating's neck, and her whole body exuded pleasure and pleasure - she was a really good mount, no slower than the average horse, and could climb mountains, which was the best for her!