Stepping on the stirrups, Lingya turned over and climbed onto Yuchuan. Fortunately, she was wearing shorts today. It would have been very inconvenient if she had worn a skirt.

Baxuan, who originally wanted to help, was a little surprised.

"Have you ever ridden a horse before?"

"Well, I've ridden it a few times."

In fact, it was an equestrian class she had attended during the summer vacation in high school. In fact, she only took a few trial lessons. The equestrian class could be considered one of the most expensive training classes she had attended, but she did not actually sign up in the end.

If you don’t want to own your own horse, it’s actually not expensive if you share it with others. The membership fee is 20,000 per year, plus the coaching fee of 200 per class. In total, it may be less than 40,000 per year. In various training

It’s pretty cheap in the class.

But most people will always want a horse of their own after learning equestrian skills. The same is true for her. Horse riding is all about communication. If you really want to learn horsemanship, you will definitely need a horse of your own.

The price of a thoroughbred horse is no less than that of a sports car. A basic price of one million for an ordinary horse, several million for an event level, or tens of millions is not much.

She just wants to learn everything. If she really wants to be a professional, there is no need to think about it.

So after a few trial classes, she didn't sign up, so she only knew some basic movements.

But it doesn't matter, Yuchuan is unexpectedly well-behaved. Ling also quickly became familiar with it.

A four-year-old horse can reach a shoulder height of 1.7 meters, which is already the height of an adult. Sitting on the horse, the scenery you see is completely different from usual, like a different world.

Although I am used to Gaia's fifty-meter field of vision when fighting, this is different after all.

Yuchuan walked a few steps at first, and then gradually started to trot, and Baxuan, who was holding the reins, couldn't keep up.

"It's okay, Uncle Baxuan, just let go, I can do it myself."

"It's 'Brother Baxuan'!" Baxuan emphasized, "Then I let go."

After confirming that the eldest lady indeed had a foundation in equestrian skills and that there were no obstacles in this racecourse, Hachiken handed the reins to Lingya, let go of his hand, stopped and began to breathe heavily.

It's not that he is old - Baxuan is so sure. He just traveled for two days and drove all night last night, so he is a little exhausted.

Yuchuan Xinbu started running, and then his speed became faster and faster.

To be honest, riding a horse is definitely not as comfortable as riding a car. Four wheels are fast and stable. After all, horses run on four legs, and the bumps are very severe. Even the internal organs will be displaced after riding for a long time, so Mongolian horsemen wear thick belts. No

Decoration is just to protect the internal organs.

However, the feeling of riding a horse and galloping is also not comparable to that of a motorcycle. Precisely because of the violent bumps, it seems that all the restraints have been loosened. There is no engine, no accelerator, and human machinery cannot replace it. It is life running wantonly.

It was a little different from Maria's expectation, because after riding for a while, it was already after eight o'clock when we returned to the main castle. Breakfast on the table had already been prepared, including fruit salad, French vegetable jelly, and vegetable soup. Not much, but

Very exquisite.

"The vegetable soup has cooled down. I'll make another one."

The speaker is Chef Shinomiya.

Because it was said to be dinner at half past seven, but now it is already ten past eight, which is more than half an hour late. Even in summer, forty minutes is enough for the hot soup that was originally prepared to lose its temperature.

Shinomiya Kojiro is a very serious person, and Ling was a little afraid of him when he was a child. He always felt that the reflection of his glasses sometimes seemed to be a sign of anger.

"Don't bother me, Chef Shinomiya. I was delayed and didn't come back as promised."

Shinomiya ignored it and said: "In any case, as a chef, there is no reason to let diners drink cold soup." After saying this, he took the soup plate down.

Lingya and Maria looked at each other. Not only Lingya was afraid of Shinomiya, but even Maria, the head maid, did not dare to interrupt when facing the aura of Chef Shinomiya.

In the entire manor, apart from the housekeeper Mitano, the only one who can make Maria feel pressure is the chef of the fourth house.

This Shinnomiya chef who was once active in France and even received the "Order of Prussia" is undoubtedly a proud person, but he is not very lucky. He returned to Japan a few years ago for development, founded a brand restaurant, and invested all his wealth in

He entered a chain restaurant, but it was destroyed by a monster attack. He lost all his money and owed a lot of debt.

At that time, Mr. Oshima paid off his debts and even invested in him, giving him a chance to make a comeback.

Today, the brand restaurant "SHINO'S", which specializes in French cuisine, has established a firm foothold in many first-tier cities such as Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya, and Kyoto.

In return, Shinomiya became one of the exclusive chefs of the Oshima family. In addition to going to the "SHINO'S" main store to handle some things, he would stay in the manor most of the time and cook three meals for the Oshima family.

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Of course, for the arrogant Shinomiya, he would not really tie himself to the Oshima family even in the face of his benefactor. He signed a five-year service contract with Mr. Oshima. After five years, he can stay or stay as he pleases.

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Last year was the fifth year, and by the beginning of this year, the contract at that time had expired.

But Sigong still didn't leave, as if he had forgotten this matter, and others naturally wouldn't mention it.

Shinomiya took away the vegetable soup, leaving salad and vegetable jelly on the table. Ling also picked up the silver fork and was about to taste it.

At this time, before walking out of the restaurant, Shinomiya suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "It's great that you're okay, Miss."

This was the first time Lingya saw Shinomiya's smile. A smile that was free of arrogance and indifference, a gentle smile without impurities.

"Although Mr. Zaibo will cook lunch, you can tell me what fruit and vegetable desserts you and your friends want to eat. If we only talk about vegetable dishes, even Chef Zaibo, I think I can't lose."

The chef, known as the 'Vegetable Cuisine Magician', said this before turning around and leaving the restaurant.

"Did Mr. Shinomiya turn out to be such a kind person?" Maria said to herself with some doubt.

"Yes, Chef Shinomiya is very good."

"Ah, now you say that, but just now everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to move?"

"It's because of his momentum that I'm not afraid," Ling Ye defended awkwardly, "It's because Chef Shinomiya's momentum is so amazing."

Maria nodded in agreement. Chef Shinomiya's momentum was indeed extraordinary. No matter who was in front of him, he would probably feel like a student meeting a teacher.

It was already fifteen minutes after the vegetable soup was served again, and the time was quietly approaching nine o'clock.

Tomoyo and Sakura came to the study meeting together. Although it was to do homework, it was also a summer memory that would be remembered by being able to hang out with friends at the end of summer vacation.

When the evening glow rises over the Seto Inland Sea, waves surge onto the beach. The sea will rise twice a day - the high tide when the sun rises is called 'tide', and the high tide when the sun sets is called 'tide'.<

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Layers of waves turbulently submerged a large area of ​​sand, and then gradually receded after more than an hour, leaving a lively beach. There were sandworms, hermit crabs, and shiny shells. Once, this

This is Meng Er’s favorite moment.

But now sitting on the beach, he was in a daze and had no intention of playing.

Everyone in the village was looking for him. He knew that he hid in a cave next to the beach for a day during the day, but it seemed to have no meaning other than showing his temper.

After looking at the sky, Meng Er returned to Yadong and took out two river lanterns. They were made of bamboo strips and white paper during the day, lit candles bought from the grocery store, and lit them with melted

Candle oil, he fixed the candle on the lamp stand.

The tide is receding at this time, and the current is carrying the river lantern gradually drifting towards the depths of the sea.

"Dad, are you angry? Dad, that's why you don't come back to see me."

The river lantern gradually went further and further away until it disappeared at the end of the sea. Meng Er picked up the slippers and put them on his feet, and then picked up the conch placed next to the slippers, which was the conch his father gave him before.

At this time, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. There was a wooden fishing boat not far away, and something was thrown from the boat.

As the son of a fisherman, Meng Er certainly knew that there was something unusual about unloading fish in the middle of the night, which mostly meant poaching. He quietly took a few steps closer, and with the light of the fishing boat, Meng Er could clearly see the heavy objects being thrown off.<

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That turned out to be a horseshoe crab!

Of course Meng Er knew about horseshoe crabs. Not only his father, but also teachers at school had said that horseshoe crabs are endangered creatures. It has been 400 million years since its birth, but due to excessive hunting by humans, it is about to become extinct at the hands of humans.

The people on the fishing boat were busy unloading the cargo. Meng Er quietly approached, carefully picked up the horseshoe crab, and gently left in the distance. But his footsteps on the sand still attracted the attention of the fishermen on the fishing boat. A man full of people on the fishing boat

The bearded man rolled over and jumped off the boat.

"You little devil, what are you doing?"

Meng Er ran away, with the man behind him chasing after him. At this time, a strange roar suddenly came from the sea.

Similar to a cow, but also bigger. The man turned around and saw a scene that he would probably never forget in his lifetime:

A huge tentacle stretched out from the sea and entangled another fisherman on the boat. It was impossible to resist at all, and even struggling was meaningless, and the fisherman was dragged into the sea.

The bearded man had no intention of chasing Meng Er. The terrifying scene frightened him so much that he fell to the ground. The tentacles wrapped around his companion and retreated into the sea. The dark sea was like a terrifying abyss. No one listened to his shouts.

If you don’t understand, you struggle to stand up and run away into the distance.

[Go quickly, Meng Er, get out of here.]

Meng Er vaguely heard a voice, a familiar voice, as if he was right next to him, but he didn't know where it came from.

[There is a super beast in the sea, run, Meng Er!]

This time Meng Er heard it clearly. It was his father’s voice! The police station had informed him that it was the voice of his dead father!

"Dad, where are you dad?"

There was no one around, except for the sound of waves and a terrifying sound of chewing.

[Run, Meng Er, get out of here!]

Meng Er stepped up his pace and ran towards the village with the horseshoe crab in his arms. Although he still didn't understand what happened, he knew that it was unmistakable. That was really his father's voice. His father was still there and had not left.
Chapter completed!