Chapter 52： arrogant black wind

"Brother, there is Yin'er, you can rest assured to ride."

Su Qingluo smiled and stretched out her tender little hand, pointing to the little kingfisher standing on top of Heifeng's head.

"Chirp."

The little kingfisher called a few times in response to the occasion, held its proud little head high, and looked at him curiously with its black eyes.

It seems to be looking at this stupid boy who can't ride a horse.

"Well."

Su Zixuan's cheeks were burning red, the feeling of being despised by a bird is not very good.

"Brother, go home, Qingluo is hungry."

The sound of his younger sister's soft milk was in his ears, Su Zixuan gritted his teeth, and bravely climbed on the horse's back.

Sure enough, as my sister said, Hei Feng didn't kick him this time, but lowered his head meekly, allowing him to climb on the horse's back.

Su Zixuan was overjoyed, and couldn't help but cast a glance at the little kingfisher.

"Chirp."

The little kingfisher didn't care about his sneaky eyes, fluttered its delicate wings, and chirped a few times, as if talking to Heifeng.

Hei Feng shook his head and neighed a few times, as if responding to it.

"Go home!"

Su Qingluo saw her elder brother got on the horse smoothly, she patted Hongzao's horse's head with her delicate and soft hands, and the little red horse ran forward.

Heifeng followed closely behind, spread his hooves and rushed forward, surpassing Hongzao in a few strides.

Su Zixuan was so frightened that he gripped the reins tightly, for fear of falling off the horse.

"Brother, don't be afraid, Heifeng has agreed to let you ride, and will never fall to you."

Su Qingluo chased after her on the little red horse, and said with a coquettish smile: "Relax, don't hold the rein too tightly, or it will be uncomfortable."

"Oh good."

Su Zixuan followed his advice and relaxed the reins. As expected, Hei Feng neighed comfortably and gradually slowed down.

The brothers and sisters rode one after the other on the mountain path, and returned to Woniu Village after a while.

Entering the village entrance, Li Dashan, the eldest son of the village chief's family, walked out of the courtyard with a bowl of braised rabbit meat, and stopped Su Zixuan: "Doudo, my aunt has stewed meat, you take it home, and have dinner with my sister."

"Thank you, Uncle Dashan."

Su Zixuan jumped off the horse in a sensible way, took the bowl, and solemnly thanked Li Dashan: "Uncle Dashan also thanked Auntie on behalf of our brothers and sisters. After eating, I will bring the bowl back to Auntie."

"Don't be in a hurry, good boy, go home quickly, it's getting dark."

Li Dashan patted Su Zixuan's head lovingly, and watched the brother and sister walk through the gate before turning around and entering the courtyard.

"That kid Doudou is the most stable and sensible. It would be great if he could be our son-in-law."

Dashan's wife heard Su Zixuan's voice from the kitchen, poked her head out, and laughed and joked.

"How old is Doudou? Our sister is twelve, so the age is not right." Li Dashan shook his head with a smile.

"Why are you three years older?!"

The daughter-in-law of Dashan is not happy: "The third-year female junior holds a gold brick, and some people like older daughter-in-laws, who know how to love their husbands and respect their parents-in-law."

"You're talking about a child bride."

Li Dashan rubbed his ears, picked up the curtain and entered the room.

"Why is she a child bride?"

Dashan's daughter-in-law was blocked back, her throat was uncomfortable, and she muttered angrily: "I'll go and tell my sister-in-law of the Su family to make a baby marriage for the two children."

"I advise you not to go."

Dashan heard it through the curtain, and poured cold water on her again: "The tiger couple are famous for pampering their children, so be careful."

"Hmph, what's wrong with our sister?"

Dashan's daughter-in-law became even angrier when she heard this, she raised her voice and insisted on arguing why: "Docile, virtuous and sensible, why don't you deserve Doudou?!"

"Dashan daughter-in-law, hurry up and cook, and be careless in front of the children."

The majestic voice of the old village head came from the back room, and Dashan's daughter-in-law immediately fainted, suffocating the suffocation in her stomach, and turned and went into the kitchen.