Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Chapter 163 Fu Bao is angry, brother Jue is too stupid

"Qiuli, it's up to the master, get ready to get back on the horse." Zimo really didn't look at it. Anyway, the young lady has the heir to protect her, so she will naturally treat them as if they don't exist, and she should train her young apprentice.

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Qiuli Huhu’s character is not scary at all? White Swan didn't even say hello first, and didn't look at the master's mounting action. He stepped on the stirrup with his left foot and pushed hard, jumping sideways and flipping onto the horse's back.

She had usually noticed the master's mounting movements, so she followed the movements smoothly and didn't look like a beginner at all.

"Wow, Qiuli is so awesome." Not only Fu Bao clapped her hands and jumped up and down after seeing it, but even Zimo couldn't help but cheer her up.

"It's such a waste that Qiuli doesn't go to the military camp. It puts all the men down." Dalang sighed as he watched from a distance, but he felt that it would be better if he could stay with his sister to protect her and save them from worrying.

After Qiuli mounted her horse, she tightened the reins but did not move forward. She kept waiting for the young lady.

"Qiuli is good. Don't worry. The young lady is watching. You let the horse run and run around the racecourse twice for the master to see. Pay attention to speeding up after two laps." Zimo doesn't care about so much, he knows that the master You may not like them to circle around you.

After hearing what the master said and seeing that the prince didn't object, Qiuli said to Fu Bao: "Miss, that slave is leaving first. Miss, don't be afraid. If you don't know how to learn, the slave will come to help you mount the horse later."

Qiuli was happy. She had been coveting the master's horse for a long time, but the horse was too tall for her to ride, so she didn't bother the master to learn.

She thought that she could only watch as she was here, but she didn't expect that she could play with it so much. Moreover, the master said that this horse was hers.

Although the master is very strict with her, he often provides her with educational and entertainment benefits, which she likes very much.

After they ran out, Brother Jue's teaching to Fu Bao didn't go so smoothly.

"Fu Bao, you have to use force on the sole of your left foot, otherwise you will fall off your butt if you can't get up at once."

"Fu Bao, this won't work. The reins must be tightened, otherwise Black Pearl will give you a horse."

"Fu Bao, hold brother Jue's hand, and he will help you get on the horse."

Brother Jue didn't stop talking, but he didn't teach Fu Bao for a long time, which made Fu Bao irritable.

"Brother Jue, why does Fu Bao become more and more afraid of you when you say it? It was obviously not like this just now."

Seeing that Qiuli had already run a few laps and couldn't even get on the horse, Fu Bao also got a little angry: "I don't need brother Jue to teach me, you don't know how to ride a horse at all." Fu Bao crossed his hands angrily, fuming. Go to the ground, Brother Jue can't coax him back.

"Then let's not ride horses, okay? We can go over there and have a snowball fight." The snow stopped for a while today, but the walkway and racecourse here have been shoveled, and the rest is still white, so it's still possible to play in the snow.

"I don't want it. We don't have to come here to have a snowball fight. It's still warm to play at home." Fubao was still angry. If it wasn't for horseback riding, why would he run so far? Might as well light up the stove and barbecue at home.

"Brother Jue, don't follow me. I'll let Qiuli teach you, and I'm sure you'll be able to do it a few times at most." Fubao never thought there was anything he couldn't learn, and Uncle Zimo always praised himself for being smart.

Zimo shook his head from afar, and rode back with Qiuli side by side: "You shouldn't let the prince teach Fu Bao. How can someone who is worried about gains and losses learn it?"

He was really convinced. Fortunately, his master always reminded him to be strict with the lady when sending messages. Why did he have double standards when he met her?

Fifteen outside the court also shook his head. The master was too soft-hearted towards the young lady, and was not at all like his usual sinister and ruthless character towards them.

As expected, Qiu Li demonstrated several times, circling her hands beside the young lady to protect her on the horse. Fu Bao jumped up. Although the horse was not mounted so gracefully, Qiu Li helped her in the end, but it was quite easy, but it was Jiao Zhongjue. The person next to me broke out in a cold sweat.

Qiuli was worried and held the horse next to her, and she and the lady walked slowly and leisurely for half a circle. Fubao later dared to hold the reins and walked away by himself.

Brother Jue was a little discouraged. Although he was not convinced, he still felt uneasy, so he still mounted his horse and followed slowly behind.

Fu Bao only remembered Brother Jue when he was tired from playing, and felt guilty when he saw Brother Jue following him around.

Brother Jue is so kind. He should be so cautious with her because he is afraid that she will fall. She is angry with him and he keeps running beside her. It is really not good for her to do this.

"Brother Jue, come up quickly and let's race together."

In the end, the race on the racetrack changed. Two tall horses competed with two small ponies. Whoever ran slower won.

The Chang Sui and the boy next to him shook their heads: Is the person inside still the master? Can you agree to such an operation?

Seeing that both little people liked ponies and wanted to ride them even though their hands and faces were red from the cold, Jiao Zhongjue said funnyly: "Brother Jue will bring you to play in the future."

"Really? When will it be?" Seeing Fu Bao's expectant expression, he was really a bit embarrassed to answer.

"Miss, you want to play that day. Uncle Zimo and Uncle Fifteen will bring you here." Someone came to the rescue. Fu Bao stopped asking questions, but she was still a little disappointed. When she arrived in the capital, she thought she could spend time with Brother Jue every day. Together! I didn't expect to have to wait.

However, Jiao Zhongjue later added a few words: "When Fu Bao returns to Taohua Village, I will ask someone to send these two horses back to you. Then you can wander around Dama Mountain as you like."

For a child, what could be happier than this?

In the end, Fu Bao let Brother Jue hold him and sat on his horse for a few laps before he was willing to get off.

It was almost noon, and the temperature was too low. It was not a problem to stay outside all the time. The main reason was that he was worried about freezing Fu Bao, so Jiao Zhongjue suggested going back to the house.

Dalang and Jiao Zhongjue's two guards had already followed the servants in the village, dug two ice holes in the lotus pond in the village, and had already caught several palm-sized fish.

He did not let Fubao and the others continue to play outside, saying that he would take them in to eat fish soup. There were also servants roasting lamb in the house.

This was also the time when Zimo was looking for someone to make an oven. He accidentally told his master that he knew that Fu Bao's favorite was roasted lamb legs, so Jiao Zhongjue started to have several fat sheep in captivity a few years ago, specially leaving them for Fu Bao. of.

It was cold in the yard, so the servants were almost finished roasting, so they moved the stove and the sheep into a room.

Just leave a few of them and continue baking together.

The warm mutton soup and the scorching fire made Fubao's face turn red.

This kind of time was short but very happy. Hu Bao didn't think too much. As long as he was with brother Jue, eating and playing, he was happy.

Jiao Zhongjue cherished this time very much. It seemed that since his mother's death, except for the short and comfortable days in Taohua Village, he had lived a life of running around, running away, fearing and being hurt.