Zeng Xiangyang looked at the two golden sesame seeds that fell from his palm, licked and ate them carefully, picked up the cup of orange water, raised his neck and poured the last few drops of orange water into his mouth, reminiscing about the wonderful taste of naan with orange water, feeling that this is what adults often call happiness.

"What are you thinking?" Ayi Khan saw Zeng Xiangyang's intoxicated appearance and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I feel like I've had a dream, I have to taste what I want, I trained Da Zhuang, and I ate a good meal" Zeng Xiangyang retracted his thoughts and replied with a smile

"It's not early, we're going home," Tikomat said

"How are we going to play with you next time?" Ayi Khan asked Zeng Xiangyang

Zeng Xiangyang pointed to the family courtyard not far away and said, "I live in the family courtyard of the People's Hospital over there, you can go in and find me, as soon as you call me, I will definitely come out to play with you." ，

A few days later, it happened to be Sunday, and I remember that it was morning, Zeng Xiangyang was bored, and was listlessly helping his mother in the kitchen to clean up, when he suddenly heard someone outside calling his name.

"Mom, someone is looking for me, I'll go out!" Zeng Xiangyang put the broom in his hand into the corner of the wall, and trotted out of the house with a smoke.

When Zeng Xiangyang ran to the gate of the compound, he recognized at a glance the little Balang Ayi Khan, who he had just knew, and beckoned to him.

"You're here, come to my house to play." Zeng Xiangyang generously sent an invitation.

Ayi Khan hesitated for a moment and said, "Just go to your house to play, let's go to the Mahe River to play!"

"The Ma River is so far away, how can we get there?" Zeng Xiangyang asked puzzled

"Go on horseback, soon," Ayhan replied with a smile

"But I don't know how to ride, I've never ridden before," Zeng Xiangyang said honestly

"If you can't ride, you can learn, I'll teach you!" Ayi Khan grimaced and smirked.

The two of them walked near the West Park, and Ayi Khan took out two horses from a forest, one red and one white, and the two horses were shiny fur and fat, and they looked like two horses.

"Good horse, really good horse!" Zeng Xiangyang was full of praise, but he didn't dare to walk next to the horse because he was afraid of the horse kicking him.

Ayi Khan led the horse to the side of the road, pointed to the white horse behind him and said, "Its name is Baiyun, it is a 2-year-old mare, it is very docile, you can ride it."

Zeng Xiangyang nervously came to the white horse, stared at the horse's eyes, and said exaggeratedly: "Baiyun, you are so beautiful!"

Ayi Khan came to Zeng Xiangyang's side, handed him the reins, pointed to the horses, and said, "You hold my shoulders, step into the horses, and get on the horses!"

Zeng Xiangyang plucked up his courage, gritted his teeth and took the reins of the horse, supported Ayi Khan's shoulder with the other hand, put his left foot into the horse's pedal, bent over and turned over the horse, and sat on the saddle.

"Yaxi!" Ayi Khan gave Zeng Xiangyang a thumbs up

"You grab the iron handle in front of the saddle with your left hand, and grasp the reins with your right hand, remember that your legs must be clamped on the horse's belly when riding, and your body must sit upright, the horse is very bumpy when running, you just learn to ride a horse, and you can start to grasp the reins and the handrail in front of the saddle with both hands at the same time, so that as long as you keep your body balanced and step on the horse, you will not fall off the horse" Ayi Khan patiently instructed Zeng Xiangyang on the trick of riding a horse.

Zeng Xiangyang wrote it down carefully, and his nervous heart gradually calmed down

Ayi Khan returned to the jujube red horse, skillfully mounted his horse, held the reins in his left hand, and gently waved the whip with his right hand, and the jujube red horse started, first walking slowly, then slowly trotting, and the white horse followed, and also trotted.

Zeng Xiangyang followed Ayi Khan's instructions, grabbed the reins and handrails with both hands at the same time, straightened his waist, and clamped the horse's belly with his legs. This white horse named Bai Yun was really as docile and obedient as Ayi Khan introduced, and he kept following closely behind the jujube red horse.