Chapter 839 The Horse Lost His Temper

"My niece asked me to take the exam. If I didn't take the exam, she would always pester me."

Wen Qiao:......

Isn’t it just for my uncle? How about you?

Director Zheng: "...In this case, we will go to you tomorrow and have a detailed chat. Do you think that's okay?"

"Let's talk tomorrow."

The next day, Wen Qiao received a call from his grandfather in the countryside: "Qiao Qiao, something happened, come here quickly."

"What's wrong?"

"The neighbor's kid was riding your Ares, and the horse lost its temper and threw him off."

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat: "Is the injury serious?"

"It's not bad, but come here quickly. This horse is not the loyal one it was when I got it back. Its temperament has changed."

Wen Qiao hurried to the countryside and called Song Yu on the way.

Song Yu is a well-known racing driver in the racing circle. Racing cars and horse racing should have something in common, right? She really needed a professional jockey for the subsequent horse racing competition. When she selected the God of War, she had already thought of Song Yu.

When we arrived in the countryside, my grandpa’s nine-year-old grandson from the house next door was sitting on a small stool with a look on his face.

Fortunately, their family is not an unreasonable person. His grandparents are constantly teaching the boy: "Who told you to ride a horse to be successful? Grandpa Su told you that you can't ride. You have to ride."

Xiao Yin cried and cried: "I just think the God of War is good-looking."

"Do you still dare to do it in the future?"

Xiao Yin: "I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore."

When Wen Qiao arrived, she saw Xiao Yin sobbing. She went up and asked, "Have you gone to the hospital for a check-up?"

Grandpa Yin and Grandma Yin said: "There is nothing to check. The child's skin is solid. He fell on the grass and didn't hit any stones or bricks. It won't be a problem."

Wen Qiao pulled Xiao Yin up and said, "It's better to go to a nearby hospital to take a X-ray to check, so you can rest assured."

Wen Qiao drove Xiao Yin to the hospital in the town, took X-rays, and found out that there were indeed no fractures or broken organs, so he felt relieved and rubbed Xiao Yin's head: "What's wrong with you?" So Pi? My grandpa won’t let you ride a horse, so how can you ride?”

Xiao Yin felt aggrieved: "The God of War looks tall, big, powerful, and very beautiful. I just want to go up and try it."

Wen Qiao smiled: "Is it beautiful?"

When I first bought it, it was short, skinny, and skinny, and its fur was not shiny. It seemed that it had nothing to do with beauty. Children are not very good at aesthetics.

"It's beautiful, very beautiful."

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "You are still young. You can't ride horses secretly anymore. Do you hear me?"

"Sister Qiao, can I ride a horse when I grow up? Grandpa Su said that you bought the God of War to use as a racehorse. Can I ride the God of War to compete?"

Wen Qiao: "emm, when you grow up, the God of War should retire."

Wen Qiao took Xiao Yin back to the village. Ares and Xiao Hei were tied up in the backyard. They were in a hurry just now. They were in a hurry to send Xiao Yin to the hospital for examination and didn't have time to take a look in the backyard.

Just as Song Yu arrived, the two of them opened the door to the backyard and saw the tall horse standing under the tree.

Wen Qiao instantly understood why Xiao Yin said that the God of War was tall, big and beautiful.

Within a month, the God of War was completely different from when he first bought it, as if he had been reborn.

It grew taller, stronger, and more beautiful.

He has a strong body, strong hoofs, and his fur is shiny and smooth, and it is simply brilliant.