The first time Fu Anan saw it, she had only one feeling—
So green!
Then comes the question.
She came close to Fu Yizhi and asked quietly,
"Brother Fu, are these things expensive?"
Fu Yizhi randomly picked a bracelet and put it on her first, "Not expensive."
Oh, that's good.
Fu Anan stood up and said sweetly, "Thank you, Grandpa Fu."
Fu Zheng nodded with a smile on his face.
“You just arrived, let Yizhi show you around.
It won’t be so convenient to have a banquet the day after tomorrow when there are too many people.
There is a horse farm in the back hill, and he loved playing there when he was a kid.”
—
The happiness of rich people is unimaginable.
Fu Anan looked at the horses on the racecourse, eager to try.
But when she was really led over, she became scared again.
"Just touch it, just touch it."
Fu Anan quickly took two steps back and kept saying "no" to the uncle holding the reins.
I really don't dare to get close to it.
I always feel like I'll fall down all of a sudden after I get up there, or be kicked away by the horse's iron hooves.
Until a horse stopped beside her.
Fu Yizhi sat on it, looking down at her.
With his back to the sun, his face was a little blurry, but his back was straight, his long legs drooped naturally, and he looked handsome, tall, and gentlemanly as he stepped on the pedals.
"Come up."
Fu Yizhi said lightly.
Brother Fu wants to be her driver!
The scene on TV where the hero pulls the heroine onto his horse in a flash is a lie.
Anyway, it took Fu Anan about four or five minutes to get up there, and he did so with the help of a third person. It wasn't cool at all.
But the feeling of sitting on horseback is very novel.
"Hold on tight."
Fu Yizhi's voice was heard, and the horses below began to move.
From slow to fast.
It felt cool, but also scary.
Fu Anan went from holding on to the saddle tightly at the beginning to sticking closely to Fu Yizhi behind her.
Finally I was put down, and my legs felt a little weak.
The scream also attracted a lot of spectators.
Su Cen looked at Fu Anan's cowardly look and shook her head.
“Xiao An’an, you can’t do this.
It's rare that Master Fu is interested in playing with you for a while longer, so seize the opportunity and take him down!"
"Brother Fu, if you hear this, you're done for."
Fu Anan reached out to unbutton his safety helmet and picked up the freshly squeezed juice next to him to calm himself.
After a morning of horse riding.
For the afternoon activities, Fu Anan strongly requested something gentle.
This time she also brought Mr. Fu along.
Everyone should participate in group activities.
Everyone is divided into two groups, A and B, to play the most traditional brain game - chess!
With Fu Yizhi and Mr. Fu as the opposition,
On Fu Yizhi's side: Fu Anan, Yan Senbo, Su Cen, and Zhang Xincheng.
On Mr. Fu’s side: Butler Yan and a group of think tanks in the castle.
"Let's go, let's go, Brother Fu!
Eat his cannon!"
Fu Anan stood nearby and said that at this time the battle between the two sides had already reached a white-hot stage.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Su Cen hurriedly stopped him, "How could the other side openly display their weapons for us to take advantage of?"
There was a dispute among the young group.
Fu Yizhi reached out and picked up the car, and according to Fu Anan's instructions, he took the opponent's cannon.
This is blatant favoritism and doesn't take other people's gaming experience into consideration at all.
Mr. Fu looked at Fu Yi's position, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face. He and Butler Yan behind him joined forces and successfully defeated the leader of the young group after a few rounds.
The two old men had smiles on their faces.
Although Fu Yizhi comes back every year, he rarely has happy moments like today.
"Oh, Brother Fu, you can't do this."
Fu Anan sighed, then ran behind Fu Zheng.
"Grandpa Fu, I'd better assist you."
Fu Zheng, who was originally very happy about his victory, was stunned when he heard this—Grandpa Fu doesn’t really want you to assist him.
(End of this chapter)