Having said that, he walked over to the big rock nearby and sat down facing the big tree.
Wenyan looked around and realized there were no people nearby, so she had no choice but to run toward the old man again.
"Grandpa, where do you live?"
"Here."
"Ah?? Sure, I know it's here, but what I mean is, is it far from here? Did you come on horseback?"
"Hmm. It's not far by horse."
"Impressive! But, isn't it unsafe for someone your age to ride a horse alone? What about your family, do they know you've come out on horseback?"
"They know."
"And they still let you ride?"
"They allowed it, do you want to ride? I'll let you have a go." The old man said, pausing to hand the reins to Wenyan.
Wenyan quickly declined: "No, no, I'm not very skilled, and I'm also not familiar with your horse."
"Are you afraid of him? Forty-six is very docile."
