75. The overlord of Chengnan betrayed her husband and joined the army in anger
Ji Wenfeng sent the third girl away, taught her basic movements such as riding a trot, getting on and off a horse, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and began to think about who I am, where I am, and what I am doing under the scorching sun.
He looked around, and there were all the girls who had surrounded the small racecourse, in a dark place, holding the number plates of the horses in their hands.
Not far away, Zhao Yihuan devoted himself to building a hand bridge, and put a 140-jin girl on the horse: "Good job, come on~"
Receiving the girl's charming smile as a reward, Zhao Yihuan gave Ji Wenfeng a provocative look, and put down his cowboy hat.
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Ji Wenfeng looked down at his gray school uniform and his arms that were scorched by the sun, and suddenly realized that he, the western cowboy who once murdered and set fire in the wilderness, retired to the farm after washing his hands, has become a traitor who sells his appearance. A horse farm laborer, and a complicated office fight over another stupid cowboy on the farm.
Just as Ji Wenfeng was gradually waking up and realizing his living situation, he saw Lu Rong coming out of the horse dealer's shed and standing there lazily leaning against the cabin, with his arms around his chest.
Looking at the lazy Lu Rong, Ji Wenfeng decided to close the stall and go home. He was going to ride back to the tavern, order a glass of whiskey, and meet the hottest gypsy boy in town.
He rode his horse and walked towards Lu Rong, his ponytail swaying from side to side.
At this time, the horse dealer suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stopped him: "Are you leaving?"
Ji Wenfeng: "Yes."
The horse dealer: "Hehe, so you are not as good as him."
Zhao Yihuan was holding a fat girl in his arms to accompany the mortals on the racecourse. He was chic and unrestrained, and when he passed by Ji Wenfeng, he gave him a contemptuous glance: "Look, isn't this the sissy Ji Wenfeng who can't get the sun~"
Ji Wenfeng took off his school uniform on the spot, tied it around his waist, and hooked his hands: "Next, come out!"
He swore to Zhao Yihuan: "Today I will teach them to ride a horse and jump through a fire hoop, just wait."
Zhao Yihuan: "Wait and see."
Horse dealer: plan to pass.
The horse dealer returned to Lu Rong's side, and said thoughtfully, "They are easier to tame than my horses."
Lu Rong watched Ji Wenfeng help the girl onto the horse and let her sit behind him, and said with a serious smile, "Who says it's not."
He took a deposit of 600 yuan from the horse dealer and left without looking back.
Lu Rong left the racecourse, walked aimlessly along the main road, and met Lao Wang unexpectedly. Lao Wang was driving an electric tricycle to sell the remaining popsicle mineral water. When he saw Lu Rong, whose face was as heavy as water, he stepped on the brakes, set up a big parasol, pulled out a plastic pedal, and held the handkerchief on his shoulder. The towel swept the stool: "Please."
Instantly transform the electric tricycle into a Japanese-style ramen food stall.
Lu Rong sat on the plastic footstool wearily, ordered a bottle of iced Coke, and leaned on the foam box, tons, tons, tons, tons.
Old Wang: "Aren't you happy after making so much money?"
Lu Rong: "I only have money left."
He has felt this way since he was a child. Adults always talk about how difficult it is to make money, but he seems to have a natural talent, and can easily do things that are not easy for most people.
But correspondingly, he also paid an extremely tragic price.
For example, he had an unreliable mother; it was later discovered that this unreliable mother was fake, and his mother simply abandoned him.
Lu Rong firmly believes in the conservation of energy, the conservation of luck, the conservation of luck, and the conservation of everything in the world.
When he hits Duojin, he is also lonely and alone, which is also conserved and will not change because of anyone.
Lao Wang: "I also want to experience the feeling of only money left."
Lu Rong didn't speak.
Old Wang: "Tell me, what happened."
Lu Rong said deeply: "I just sold two people to the racecourse."
Old Wang: "..."
Lao Wang stood up straight unconsciously, and said to Lu Rong in awe, "You're not talking about the kind of selling by human traffickers, are you?"
Lu Rong shook the ice cola in his hand, and said in a dazed way: "One of them is still mine..." The brother in name, the benefactor in name.
Seeing Lu Rong's dazed look, Old Wang gasped, "You won't sell your sweetheart, will you?!"
Lu Rong glanced at him lightly, and corrected him, "He's not my sweetheart."
He hasn't finished his homework yet, so he doesn't deserve to talk about love, but Ji Wenfeng made him think that there is a different connection between them.
Ever since Ji Wenfeng suddenly appeared in his life, they have been inseparable, and Lu Rong almost forgot that he was a lone star. After being beaten back to his original form in an instant, Lu Rong came to his senses. In fact, he was not that special to Ji Wenfeng.
They are just two ordinary high school boys, and Ji Wenfeng is still a popular school girl. There are no endless dramas between the two of them, they are all acted.
Fake plays can't be real, after singing this one, there will be someone else beside Ji Wenfeng, and he is still inseparable.
He doesn't like those fake shows full of weird plays at all, but this doesn't prevent him from being as lonely as snow when the music ends.
Because, even he would yearn for the feeling of being with someone in his heart.
Seeing his dejected look, Lao Wang became more certain of his guess, and took out a bottle of Coke to fill up for himself: "Who would sell the person he likes to the racecourse? I only know that in martial arts novels." I’ve seen such crazy scenes before. Lu Rong, before this, I thought you were just an ordinary kid who was just better at making money than others; but now, I’m starting to think you’re the leader of the Demon Cult.” The towel slammed onto the foam box.
"Then stay away from me." Lu Rong held up the iced Coke, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons.
Lao Wang held his foam box and looked up at the sky, thinking for a few seconds: "But this doesn't make sense at all. This is obviously a modern background. How on earth did you sell your sweetheart to the racecourse? The racecourse you are talking about is a real racecourse still… "
Lu Rong took a deep look at him: "A real racecourse."
Lao Wang has a hundred thousand reasons in his heart. What can a real person do if he is sold to a real horse farm? Pretend to be a horse for thousands of people to ride on? This is ridiculous... But I somehow feel that this is something that Lu Rong would do...
Lao Wang: "Why are you doing this?"
Lu Rong: "He doesn't belong to me."
Old Wang: "She doesn't belong to you, so you just sold her to the racecourse?!"
Lu Rong: "He had a great time over there." After a pause, he added, "With a lot of girls."
Old Wang: "Just because she is playing with her girlfriends at the racecourse doesn't mean they want to be a horse!!!... Oh, you mean he is not her, right? He is the young master of the Ji family I met last time, right? .”
Lu Rong gave him a gloomy look: "You know too much."
Lao Wang: "...if you don't like him playing with other people, you should tell him that you don't like him playing with other people, instead of selling him to a horse farm!—Is he playing a horse there?"
Lu Rong wrote a poem: "Sometimes there must be a hit, but when there is no hit, don't force it."
Lao Wang: "You haven't even fought for it, how do you know if it's a hit?"
"People are different from money. Money can be earned, but how can people earn it?" Lu Rong shook his head.
Just like no matter how hard he works, can he make his family happy since he was a child, and can his parents live together
Lao Wang couldn't help touching his head: "The family may not be able to choose, but the sweetheart can still fight for it—"
"I said, he is not my sweetheart." Lu Rong sighed, "...he is mine, family."
He drank the last of the Coke in the bottle and silently held the empty Coke bottle.
What kind of obsession family is to him, only he knows.
The blood is connected and will never be separated. Even at the end of life and the trough of failure, they will never leave, and they can suffer and rely as much as they want...
How wonderful this is.
Just because it is too beautiful, but he doesn't have it, so that even a little bit of temptation will make you fall into the mud, and even a little bit of boring things will feel like you have been betrayed. It's really ugly.
"I'll make you laugh." Lu Rong was silent for a while, collected his thoughts, and returned to his usual calm and self-possessed appearance.
Old Wang saw that he was not interested, so he took out the only box of sushi left from the foam box: "It took most of the day to make money, and the rest of the day to go out and play."
Lu Rong: "Give me a pair of disposable gloves."
Pharaoh snorted, "Look at you."
In the hot sun, Lu Rong was silently eating sushi alone at Lao Wang's stall.
At the end of the road, Fang Chang rushed out wearing a camouflage uniform and holding a paintball gun like a small cannonball.
"Lu Rong! Will the real cs go!" Fang Chang asked cheerfully.
Lu Rong raised his head, Fang Chang felt that Lu Rong's expression today was very deep. He also slowed down, standing not far away and awkwardly supporting his helmet.
"Go." Lu Rong said simply.
Fang Chang opened his mouth again and smirked happily: "Then come quickly! Our class is short of people!" He waved his hands and beckoned him to follow.
Lu Rong stuffed the last piece of sushi into his mouth, jumped off the plastic footstool, walked up to Fang Chang, and nodded lightly: "Thank you for asking me to play."
"What are you talking about, let's go!" Fang Chang put his arms around his shoulders foolishly. Not far away, Xiao Yi and Li Nanbian were waiting for him in full armor.
In the racecourse, Ji Wenfeng's new student said schemingly: "That... Ji student, can I sit in front of you, I'm afraid I might fall."
Through keen observation, the girls found that Zhao Yihuan didn't care about the front and back, and tried his best to flirt; but Ji Wenfeng just led the horse and walked ahead, so he sat in front of them and led them for a run, solemnly facing his Equestrian instructor. He is so cold and cool, they really want to sit in his arms and say.
Hearing the girl's request, Ji Wenfeng turned half of his face, and lowered his cowboy hat regretfully: "Sorry, I already have someone in my arms."
Girl: "In your arms... oh I see, ahhhhh!"
Although she wasn't that person, she still let out a cock crow.
Ji Wenfeng: "And if you don't know how to learn it, go down and run ten laps to exercise your leg strength."
The girl chirped: "Classmate Ji..."
Ji Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and scolded severely: "Who is classmate Ji?!"
girl:"… ?"
Ji Wenfeng: "From now on, call me Coach Ji!"
Girl: "Yes... Coach Ji..."
The author has something to say: Don't ask me when my sweet love will start! What I wrote is sweet love! first love! Super sweet! ヽ(｀Д?)