My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095

"Hi, Uncle Ronnie."

"Are you feeding hay to the horses?" Nicole asked.

"Yeah.These horses need to be fed with quality hay each day, or else, they'd get cranky."

Ronnie laughed.

"Have you fed Pinto?" Nicole asked.

"I haven't," Ronnie replied.

"But you can go ahead and feed him if you want."

"Alright, I'll pamper him with some treats.Carl, carry this for me, " Nicole said, passing a heavy bag of treats to Carl.

"Uncle Ronnie, we'll be on our way now."

Nicole waved at Ronnie.

"Go ahead."

Ronnie looked at the both of them with a smile.

"Nicole, the baby you've been referring to is a horse?" Carl asked, surmising that it must have been.

"That's right, it's a horse!"

Nicole mused, seemingly proud of the fact that she had a horse as compared to a gold card.

Carl looked at Nicole with a brow raised, "You weren't this proud when you had a gold card.It is just a horse.Do you have to be this proud about it?"

"You don't understand," she said.

"This particular horse is Uncle Ronnie's favorite horse.It has been with Uncle Ronnie since it was just a fawn.During our last visit, when I came over with Jared, Uncle Ronnie generously gifted me this favorite horse of his, and that is why it is so precious to me."

After a while of chatting, they reached Pinto's stable.

Carl was stunned when he saw Pinto.It looked to be the most intelligent horse he had ever seen.Its eyes were bright and full of life.

As soon as Pinto noticed Nicole walking over, it trotted over and greeted her at once.

Pinto was humanlike in demeanor.

"Pinto, I'm here to pay you a visit," Nicole said while feeding it.

"Did you miss me?"

Almost as though Pinto could understand what Nicole was saying, it neighed in response to her questions.

"Carl, did you see that? Pinto pretty much acts like a human, don't you think?"

Nicole glanced at Carl.

Carl nodded.

"Can I pet him?"

"Well, you can try."

Nicole was not sure either, as she did not know how Pinto would react to strangers touching him.

As expected, just as Carl extended his hand, Pinto shook his head and evaded the gesture.

Carl laughed.

"I guess he's afraid of strangers."

Nicole shrugged.

"There's nothing I can do about it."

As they watched Pinto munching on the hay in large quantities at a time, Nicole grabbed a brush and began to straighten the horse's hair.

"Are we volunteering in a stable or what?" Carl asked, expressing his disinterest in helping out.

"After Pinto is done eating, we'll take a walk," Nicole replied.

"You drove all the way here for Pinto," Carl argued.

"Why do I feel as though you didn't bring me here to chill out?"

"You can look around and find yourself a horse that you like. After you've both gotten comfortable with one another, we can go out for a few rounds of riding together," Nicole said, attempting to shoo him away before he could piss her off.

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside," Carl said, and walked off.

"Uncle Ronnie, how long have you been a horse breeder?" Carl approached Ronnie and struck up a conversation.

"More than a decade," Ronnie replied.

"In which case, you should be very knowledgeable when it comes to horses.Could you perhaps do me a favor and pick one for me? I am thinking of beating Nicole in a race later on."

Carl smiled and looked at Ronnie.

Having heard Carl's request, Ronnie burst into a gale of hearty laughter.

"You wish to defeat Pinto in a race? That's just impossible!"

Carl eyed Ronnie with his brows raised, "Why?"

"In this entire racecourse, none of the horses are as athletic as Pinto.I suggest you just pick one from the stables, because it wouldn't matter what you do anyway," Ronnie advised.

"I don't believe that.There are so many horses out here and none of them can outrace Pinto?"

"Well, you can certainly try." Ronnie laughed.