The horse's temper

"My niece asked me to take the test. If I don't take it, she'll keep pestering me."

Wen Qiao:

It's for your own good, uncle!

how about this, Wanwan? we'll look for you tomorrow and talk about it in detail. What do you think? " director Zheng asked.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

The next day, Wen Qiao received a call from her grandfather in the countryside. "Qiao Qiao, something happened. Come here quickly."

"What's wrong?"

the neighbor's kid was riding your God of War. The horse lost its temper and the kid fell off.

what's wrong? " Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat. are your injuries serious? "

it's alright, but you have to come quickly. This horse is completely different from the loyal and honest one it was when it was first brought back. Its personality has changed.

Wen Qiao hurried to the countryside and called Song Yu on the way.

Song Yu was a well-known racer in the racing circle. Racing and horse racing should have something in common, right? She did need a professional rider for the rest of the race. When she chose God of War, she had already thought of Song Yu.

When she arrived at the countryside, her grandfather's neighbor's nine-year-old grandson was sitting on a small stool, his face green.

Fortunately, his family was not unreasonable. His grandparents were constantly lecturing the boy."Who told you to ride a horse? Grandpa su told you that you can't ride it, but you still insisted on riding it. "

"I just think that the God of War is good-looking," Xiao Yin sobbed.

"Do you still dare to do it in the future?"

"I won't do it again. I won't do it again." Xiao Yin replied.

When Wen Qiao arrived, she saw Xiao Yin sobbing. She went up and asked, " "Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?"

Grandpa Yin and grandma Yin said, " there's nothing to check. The child's skin is strong. He fell on the grass and didn't hit any stones or bricks. It's not a problem.

Wen Qiao pulled Xiao Yin up. it's better to go to the nearby hospital to get an X-ray. I'll be more at ease.

Wen Qiao drove Xiao Yin to the hospital in town and did an X-ray. After a series of examinations, she confirmed that there were no fractures or internal injuries. Only then did she feel relieved. She rubbed Xiao Yin's head."Why are you so naughty? My grandfather doesn't even allow you to ride a horse anymore, so why are you still riding?"

Little Yin felt wronged. God of War looks tall, big, and powerful. He's also very beautiful. I just want to go up and try.

"Is it pretty?" Wen Qiao smiled.

When he first bought it, he was short and skinny, and his fur was not bright. It did not seem to be associated with the word "beautiful." Children's aesthetics were not very good.

it's beautiful. It's especially beautiful.

Wen Qiao raised her brows. you're still young. You can't ride stealthily anymore. Do you hear me? "

"Then, sister Qiao, will I be able to ride it when I grow up? Grandpa su said that you bought the Wargod for horse racing, can I ride it?"

"Ermm, when you grow up, the God of War will retire," Wen Qiao replied.

Wen Qiao brought Lil 'Yin back to the village. The God of War and Lil' Black were tied up in the backyard. They came in a hurry just now and were in a hurry to send Lil 'Yin to the hospital for a checkup, so they didn't have the time to go to the backyard to take a look.

Song Yu happened to be there too. The two of them pushed open the door to the backyard and saw the tall horse standing under the tree.

Wen Qiao instantly understood why little Yin said that the God of War was tall, big, and pretty.

In just a month, the God of War was completely different from when he was first bought. It was as if he had been reborn.

It had become taller, stronger, and more beautiful.

It had a strong body, strong hooves, and shiny fur.