"No! I think our Song family has lost a child." Song Yaohui said helplessly.
Meng Zilu didn't come to mention this matter. He would be attracted by Su Ningwen's mask at first sight and would not notice the ears at all.
Mrs. Meng Chen listened to the conversation between her in-laws and watched her eldest son's gentle gaze wandering between Su Ningwen and Meng Yunqian. After thinking for a moment, she retracted her gaze and sat next to Lu Yuan.
"Ayuan, you've been pregnant for a month, right?"
Lu Yuan touched her bulging belly and said with a smile, "It's almost there, cousin."
Mrs. Meng Chen smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, I have something unpleasant to say. You've gained a lot of weight since the last time you were at Grandpa's birthday party. Chu Yu takes good care of you, but you still need to be careful. Eat small meals frequently, walk more often, and don't get too fat..."
Meng Chen told her some precautions on how to take care of the fetus. If the fetus is too big, the delivery will be painful and may even be a difficult one.
Lu Yuan felt that she was not fat, but had just gained weight on her belly. "Thank you for your concern, cousin. I will ask Madam Su to check my pulse again and prescribe some dietary prescriptions that will help me not gain weight easily."
Meng Chenshi: "I didn't expect that Madam Su not only has medical skills, but also takes such good care of the children. But that child wearing the mask, does he have something on his face..."
"No!" Lu Yuan quickly interrupted her, "Wen Ge'er is born with a fair complexion, without a single blemish on his face. He's just shy and timid, and wearing a mask makes him feel at ease."
"So you've seen this child's true appearance?"
In the past, Lu Yuan would be very disgusted by someone asking such a direct question, but today the Meng family’s group did not come here just to ride horses.
"I've seen his face with makeup underneath the mask."
Meng Chenshi asked again, "Do you know how old he is this year?"
"A little over four years old, the same age as your Yunqian, maybe an hour apart. Yunqian is the older brother."
Meng Chen looked at Su Ningwen riding on the pony again, her eyes darkening.
At this time, the seven children of the Song family, Su Ningjie, Su Ningwen, and Meng Yunqian all sat on the back of the pony.
He rode around the edge of the horse farm under the care of Meng Zilu and the Meng family servants.
"Uncle Zilu, we have to run!"
Suningjie rode his pony and watched Suningan galloping in the distance. He felt that the gap was too big. It would take a long time for him to ride a big horse!
Meng Zilu said: "You are still too young, it is easy to fall down."
Su Ningjie said, "How can you learn to ride a horse without falling a few times? We have taken protective measures, and with you guys protecting us, we will be fine."
"Yes, we will be fine. We want to ride horses and run." The Song family children echoed.
Meng Zilu was speechless, and the children's words made sense.
"Okay then! I'll let you trot on your horses, but Chunjiao, don't run. Just stand aside and watch your brothers trot on their horses."
Song Chunjiao curled her lips, "Why? I want to ride a horse too."
Meng Zilu: "If you don't ride carefully and fall on your face, it won't be pretty."
Song Chunjiao was so scared that she quickly touched her face and said, "Okay, I won't run!"
Meng Zilu made a gesture to the servants, and the servants standing outside the stable quickly surrounded them, with every three servants protecting one child.
"Chunsheng, you are the oldest, you go first and try to clamp the horse's belly with your legs."
Song Chunsheng could no longer hold back and did as he was told.
"Da! Da! Da!"
The foal immediately ran forward happily with Song Chunsheng, and the three servants guarding him on both sides also ran along.
The other children followed suit and ran happily on their ponies.
Screams were heard from time to time.
After Su Ningjie started running, he looked back at Su Ningwen.
Seeing that it didn't move at all, he stopped with the help of the servants and turned around to ride over.
"Don't be afraid, Third Brother. Just give the horse a gentle squeeze and it will start running."
Meng Zilu walked over with Meng Yunqian, “Brother Wen, don’t be afraid, Uncle Zilu is here, and he will never let you fall.”
Su Ningwen gripped the handrails of the saddle tightly, and sweat appeared on his palms.
"Yeah, I...I'll try."
Meng Zilu reached out and touched his little head. "If you're scared, don't ride the pony and don't make it too hard on yourself."
"Third brother." At this time, the purple-clothed young man Su Ning'an came over on a Ferghana horse and stretched out his hand to Su Ningwen, "Give me your hand, I'll take you for a ride on the Ferghana horse."
Su Ningwen looked at the big fat hand in front of him, and felt safe and was no longer afraid.
"Brother, it's okay. I can ride a pony."
"Well, then you try it."
Su Ning'an and others made way. Su Ningwen recalled how the Song family members rode horses and pinched the belly of the pony he was sitting on.
However, the little pony remained motionless!
Suningwen suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Third brother, please use some strength."
"Oh, then I'll try harder!"
Su Ningwen gripped the saddle handle tightly and squeezed the pony's belly twice.
"Da da da!"
The foal rushed out with Su Ningwen.
"Ahhh! It's so crazy!"
Su Ningan and the others smiled at each other, "Third brother, hold on to the handrail tightly, don't let go!"
"I know!"
Su Ningwen was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. Riding a pony was not as scary as he had imagined!
It should be much easier to ride a big horse when I grow up.
Soon, the entire racecourse was filled with the excited screams of children.
"Dad, Mom, we're here." Su Ningwen squeezed the horse's belly again, trying to speed up and get to his parents.
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