Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 120 Speeding

Lu Zhiyang stared at the small whip in his hand for a few seconds, his thin lips pursed slightly, as if he had made up his mind.

Then, he raised the whip in his hand and lashed down on the cow's butt, without mercy.

Fortunately, children are not very strong.

Only a crisp sound of "pa" was heard, and the old scalper who was towing the truck just slowly accelerated a little bit.

However, Lu Zhiyang seemed to have opened up a new world, imitating the way Xiao Fubao was driving the bullock cart just now, whipping the whip from time to time, the more he played, the more excited he became, the interval between whips became shorter and shorter, and the speed of the bullock cart became faster and faster .

Sitting in the back, Lu Zhaoxi's face changed slightly, and he looked at Lu Zhiyang anxiously: "Drive the ox cart slower, safety is the most important thing."

However, Lu Zhiyang didn't listen to him at all, and the more he played, the more excited he became, as if this "speeding" could bring him endless pleasure.

Seeing this, the old lady reminded him at the right time: "Boy, the speed is too fast to be uncontrollable."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old scalper who was pulling the cart slowly became restless and irritable in an instant, and gradually accelerated her speed and dragged the cart forward.

The sudden acceleration startled everyone.

Lu Zhaoxi grabbed the armrest with one hand, and reached out to grab Lu Zhiyang's back collar with the other hand, while shouting at him: "Enough! Stop whipping! Give the whip back to grandma!"

Sang Wanzhou frowned, grasped the handrail with one hand, and silently grabbed the clothes on Xiao Fubao's back with the other hand.

Little Fubao was terrified, and sat there blankly, not knowing what to do.

On the contrary, Lu Zhiyang became more and more excited, and shouted: "Yes! That's it! Go!"

Fortunately, the old lady has rich experience in driving ox carts. While giving out all kinds of strange voice commands, while pulling the reins, she slowly calmed down the irritable mood of the old scalper.

When the bullock cart calmed down, Lu Zhaoxi didn't dare to stop for a moment and lifted his younger brother from the front seat to the back.

I have long known that this kid has a bad heart, the worse he is, the more exciting and fresh he likes it.

Before that, he asked a friend who plays motorcycles to take him to drag racing.

In desperation, he could only let the friend take him around the mountain road at the safest speed.

Lu Zhaoxi took the whip from him and returned it to the grandmother.

"I'm sorry, this kid is too naughty, it's better not to let him drive the ox cart."

Lu Zhiyang showed displeasure: "Why do you drag me back? I haven't played enough yet!"

Lu Zhaoxi didn't continue to spoil him, and glanced at him coldly: "Don't you know that you are wrong? Do you know that it is dangerous to do so? You are not the only one on the bullock cart, if the bullock cart overturns Everyone is going to be hurt, didn't you see that little sister Fubao was frightened by you?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhiyang turned to look at Xiao Fubao.

At this time, Xiao Fubao hadn't fully recovered from the fright just now, his expression was dull, and the fear on his face hadn't completely faded away.

Sang Wanzhou's pretty brows frowned, he sat up halfway, carried Xiao Fubao from the front to the back, and placed him next to him.

His voice was low, with a hint of worried tenderness in his indifference: "It's all right."

Hearing his voice, Xiao Fubao slowly calmed down as if he had been injected with a tranquilizer.

Seeing this, Lu Zhiyang couldn't help feeling a little guilty, but he still said unforgivingly: "Cut, coward."

"Shut up and reflect on yourself." Lu Zhaoxi glanced over, Lu Zhiyang snorted coldly, sat in the corner sullen and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)