The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Pei An? When he came back, there were only a few maids in Shaohua Garden.

"What about the young lady?"

Rendong came out of the barn and said, "My Lord, the Young Madam and Huan have been looking after the foal at the stable for several hours." Rendong went to invite them twice in person, but the two, one big and one small, refused to come back and walked around the racecourse, leading a docile little mare.

Horse watching?

Pei An stopped and said, "That place is dirty and smells like horse manure. Can Guanzhou stay there?"

Honeysuckle smiled and replied, "I have tried to persuade her several times, but the young lady refused to come back, and Huan Ge'er was having fun."

More importantly, the Duke also went to the racecourse. Pei Jian was proud of his child today. He had gone to see if Zao'er had given birth, but he never expected that Song Guanzhou would hold up his skirt and look at the horses with Huang Ge'er, begging Pei Hai.

"Let's try it."

Pei Hai was overwhelmed. They were both valuable people, how could they ride horses?

A beautiful, weak girl, "Uncle Hai, I'm just trying it out, you just need to protect me."

A sticky rice boy grabbed his robe with a milky smell and said, "Grandpa Hai, Huan Ge'er is just trying it out, you just need to protect him."

Pei Hai wanted to kneel down, my aunt, my little ancestor, this is not a place for you to learn to ride a horse -, one by one, what should I do if I get killed, should I bring my head to see the master? Fortunately, the master is really kind and came to rescue immediately.

Looking at the two pairs of innocent eyes, Pei Jian coughed and said, "If you really like it, please invite a female rider in a few days, and you can ride the horse after watching the boat."

Song Guanzhou sighed, "It can only be like this."

There is a strict separation between men and women. This world of the book is made up by the author, so it is not that strict. However, it is impossible to just call a groom to help the delicate and weak Song Guanzhou learn to ride a horse.

Pei Jian lowered his head and spoke to his grandson on his knees, "When you grow up a few more years and can touch the stirrups, then we can talk about riding and shooting."

Huan Ge'er stood in front of the stirrup, but couldn't touch it even on tiptoe. He could only return to Song Guanzhou dejectedly. The two of them sighed, which made Pei Jian both amused and angry. "Forget it, I'll ride it for you to see." As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Hai immediately looked up. My ancestor! How many years have you not ridden a horse?

When Pei An arrived at the racecourse, he saw his aunt and nephew sitting on a bench nearby.

And his now gentle and amiable old father actually rode his horse and drew his bow at gallop, shooting several times and hitting the target continuously. The two men, big and small, standing beside him cheered and applauded.

The flattery and envy are difficult to conceal.

Pei An walked up to him and was about to speak when he saw that his old father had hit the target with three consecutive shots. Song Guanzhou stood up and cheered, circled his right index finger and thumb, put it to his mouth and blew a whistle that resounded through the sky - what a scoundrel!

When Pei Jian rode over and dismounted, the two, one big and one small, had no eyes for him and ran straight over.

"Grandpa, you are so awesome." This is the voice of a child with a limited vocabulary.

"Father, your riding and archery skills are simply amazing. I'm afraid you are one of the best in Dalong."

Pei Jian rarely smiled, "There are many talented people in Dalong, and your ability as a father is just ordinary." Song Guanzhou turned away from Pei An, walked forward and touched Pei Jian's horse mane, his eyes full of envy.

"I will definitely learn it."

Pei An joked, "You can play in the water, but you can't ride a horse?"

Song Guanzhou snorted, "...There are tens of thousands of abilities in the world, can Silang also do that?"

Pei An was speechless, "I really can't argue with you." Then, he led the black horse he often rode over, "Fei Bai has a gentle temperament, I will help you get on and try——"

Yup!

There is no female rider, but she has a husband.

Pei An must be very good at the six arts of ancient gentlemen. Now she put away her sarcasm and listened to Pei An's key points. Unless she was tall, Song Guanzhou's height today could not be compared with that of the present. If Pei An hadn't helped her, she wouldn't even be able to step on the stirrup.

After finally getting on the horse tremblingly, Feibai's nostrils snorted, which scared Song Guanzhou so much that his palms were sweating.

Seeing that she was nervous, Pei An comforted her with a rare smile, "Don't worry, just hold the reins and gently squeeze Feibai's belly with your legs, and it will know to move forward." Song Guanzhou concentrated and calmed his mind, thinking about what he had learned in his previous life about riding a bike and driving a car. He slowly let go of his hands and feet, and nudged Feibai hard with his legs. The tall horse actually took a few steps forward.

"Fei Bai has a gentle temperament."

Song Guanzhou sat on the horse carefully, straightened his body, pulled the reins, and pleaded in a low voice, "Fei Bai, walk a few more steps."

Pei An, who was holding the horse with her, laughed out loud, "——It doesn't understand."

Song Guanzhou, a lover of small animals, habitually argued, "As long as I play with it more, it will understand after it gets familiar with me." Pei An shook his head and laughed. After leading the horse for most of the way, Song Guanzhou was eager to try, "How do we make it run?"

Pei An: ...You have only been on the horse for less than half an incense stick!

Song Guanzhou was eager to try. Thinking about Pei Jian's riding action just now, she simply asked Pei An to give her the whip, "I'll be more careful."

Seeing that the woman was about to do something reckless, Pei An held the horse, paused, looked up, and did not allow any refusal, "--Get down!" Song Guanzhou curled his lips, "I'm not that timid."

"Come down!"

Song Guanzhou snorted, "Wait until you are on duty, and I will learn by myself."

Pei Jian came over with Huan Ge'er, "Be careful, riding a horse is not difficult. If you like Feibai, I will let An'er leave it to you. He can ride other horses on duty on weekdays."

……Father!

Song Guanzhou was half-supported and half-carried off the horse by Pei An, and looked up at Pei Jian, "Thank you, father."

He lowered his head and looked at Pei Yuhuan, who was full of envy. "Once Fourth Aunt learns, I will take you to gallop and enjoy the feeling of flying. How about that?"

"Okay, Huan'er is waiting for Fourth Aunt!"

One was full of ambition and the other was full of expectations, which made everyone present smile with satisfaction.

As dusk fell, Pei Jian waved his hand and asked everyone to disperse. Pei An and Song Guanzhou invited him to have dinner at Shaohua Garden, but he refused. Huan Ge'er followed his grandfather's example and said, "Huan Ge'er will not go to eat either." His serious expression made people laugh.

Back at Shaohua Garden, Rendong and her maids and wives had already made preparations, including hot water, clear tea, and washing faces and hands. After that, Song Guanzhou curled up on the bed, holding her belly, "You eat by yourself, I don't have much appetite." Pei An sat beside her and actually reached out to gently rub her belly.

"It must be because of the strong wind outside that it hurts."

Song Guanzhou sighed, "It would be great if I were a man." He asked his soul-searching question, why am I still a woman in this next life?

"If you were a man, how could I still have a wife?"

Pei An's big hands were warm, and he rubbed her lower abdomen under the quilt, which made her feel much better.

Song Guanzhou snorted, "You are a young master of a noble family, why should you worry about ladies? If you wave your hand, a bunch of ladies will follow you."