Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"The young man next to you is so afraid of you. Could it be that you abducted him? Or maybe he belongs to someone else's family?" Song Tingran counterattacked.

The girl was furious, but the young man raised his head and glanced at Song Tingran as if asking for help. He quickly lowered his head out of fear.

The speed was so fast that Song Tingran was not sure whether he could see it clearly.

"Bloody mouth!" The girl pointed at Song Tingran, her hands trembling. She wanted the people around her to turn to her, but she was the one who started this matter, so naturally no one would take advantage of her.

"It's just a joke, why are you still angry? Are you being petty?"

As Song Tingran spoke, Qiao Jinshu behind him laughed so hard that his branches trembled with laughter. Still remembering what Shi Yan said about restraining himself, he buried his face in her neck.

This posture is very ambiguous when viewed from the bottom of the horse.

"You, you, you, I think you just don't dare to compete, that's why you say these are too evasive, come down and compete if you have the ability!"

"No comparison."

"You just don't dare!"

"When you challenge me to play polo, you have to know that there are two outcomes, either I agree or I don't agree. Why can't you accept the second one? Or do you think the entire racecourse has to revolve around you? ? It doesn’t make sense.”

There was also a sigh of sadness all around. Song Tingran had been leisurely and relaxed throughout this incident, while the girl under the horse was almost furious, forming a sharp contrast.

Song Tingran saw that she was so angry that she couldn't speak. She didn't want to waste too much time, so she calmly moved the horse's rope and left.

Unexpectedly, this girl was not only unreasonable, but also inhumane. She directly pushed the young man next to her out. He was unprepared and fell in front of Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu's horses.

"Ah!" he screamed in fear, covering his head with his hands.

Fortunately, Song Tingran was good at riding horses, otherwise the young man would have been stepped on by the big horse, which would have caused his bones to be broken, or to have gone directly to see the King of Hell.

If this were the case in modern times, he would be forced to touch porcelain and die.

Naturally, everyone else present also saw this scene, and some enthusiastic people complained about the injustice.

"This girl, even if she is the husband, she has the same name, but she almost died."

"Yeah, it's a life anyway."

The girl was nonchalant and put her hands on her hips, "What does it have to do with you! Even if you die today, what will happen?"

It was quiet. The people present really couldn't do anything. No one knew where this young man came from or what was going on.

The young man was still lying on the ground. He was really frightened. Her wife did not take care of it, nor did anyone else, for fear of causing trouble.

Song Tingran frowned and changed direction to continue walking. The girl stretched out her hand to stop him, looking like she was struggling to the end. This made her very strange and she wondered if she had any old worries.

"Come down and have a competition. If you don't compete, you won't be allowed to leave!"

"Are you out of your mind? I told you I don't want to compete with you. Why do you have to compete with me?"

"Hey, would you like to hear the chips I offer? Maybe you will be tempted?"

Qiao Jinshu was behind Song Tingran and whispered: "My wife, listen, let me see what good things there are, so arrogant."

"You tell me." Song Tingran also wanted to satisfy the curious baby behind him.

The young man on the ground also got up and continued to stand behind the girl, looking very pitiful.

"If you win, I will give you thirty taels of silver. If you lose, I will give you fifty taels of silver."

As soon as the words fell, some people who originally wanted to leave and stop watching the excitement came back.

This is strange.

Qiao Jinshu looked at him in confusion, his head still pressed against Song Tingran's shoulder, and his whole body looked very crooked.

"If you have money but no place to spend it, just donate it, and you can still earn a good reputation." Song Tingran inhaled slightly. She felt that it was not that simple.

Sure enough, the girl spoke again, "I haven't finished speaking yet. If you lose, I will give you fifty taels and you give me the young man behind you."

"You're dreaming!" Qiao Jinshu pointed at the girl and said, this is very rude, he just wanted to be rude.

The good qualities of a book-study teacher can no longer control him now.

"I don't understand. Just take him over here and I'll help you discipline him." The girl looked at Qiao Jinshu with interest.

Song Tingran pulled the horse's rope tightly, pretending that the horse suddenly lost control, and rushed towards the girl. The horse raised its two front legs, and one of them kicked the girl's head impartially. on the shoulders.

The girl was in pain and fell to the ground. Her young husband went to help her, but he didn't help her up. She grinned in pain and covered her shoulders.

The people from the racecourse came over immediately and controlled the horse. Song Tingran came down first, and then helped Qiao Jinshu down from below, full of affection.

"I'm sorry, distinguished guests, I didn't scare you."

The people at the racecourse were divided into two groups. One group apologized to Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu, and the other group had already brought the template to take the injured girl to see a doctor.

"It's okay. This horse would have been nervous due to the surrounding situation. It's not your fault. It's okay."

"Thank you for your understanding. We will exchange it for you later."

"it is good."

The farce became completely quiet, and everyone gradually dispersed.

Song Tingran took Qiao Jinshu's hand and returned to his seat in the stand. It was already noon, and he had been busy with his food. There was another table full of food, and he was really not hungry, so he didn't order any more lunch.

"Master Wife, you were so awesome just now. Second brother always said you were good at riding a horse, so you are so good. By the way, eldest brother also said that." Qiao Jinshu looked admiring.

"It's not very powerful."

"This isn't awesome, you can actually control it..."

Qiao Jinshu was so excited that he covered his mouth in time, saying that he would learn this trick no matter what.

Song Tingran agreed, but he had to practice with knowledge after returning home. After all, the horses in this racecourse are still unfamiliar and there are dangers. Once you are successful, you will not be afraid.

"Master Wife, that girl just now was so shameless, saying such things."

Song Tingran reached out and touched his head, and he leaned his face over.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. Her arm is completely useless. I'll teach her a lesson."

"I'm not afraid, I'm just a little angry. I'm not wearing it for her to look good on."

"Okay, it's over. This shows that our Jinshu is very good. I have to hold on tight when I go out from now on and don't turn around and lose it."

"No way, I will tie our hands with a hair tie next time we go out."

Qiao Jinshu said and went around to sit next to Song Tingran. He only wore a forehead wipe today and was about to take it off as he spoke.

"Hey, if you want to be tied up, you can go home and tie me up again. What does it look like here?"

Qiao Jinshu thought of something and his face turned red. He returned to the opposite position in a few steps, sat down, picked up the Lingshui cake and ate it.