The other young moose had a much better temperament than the white one. Although Jiang Linhai had no experience riding moose, he knew how to ride a horse.
He got the hang of it quite well. He rode the moose for three full laps before he was willing to stop, saying, "It's more comfortable than riding a horse. Its back is probably wider."
Niu Niu wanted to try, too. Lu Zhifeng was worried, so he held her while they rode together. The young moose grew increasingly cooperative, and everyone started to experience the joy of moose-riding.
Shen Baoying sighed with emotion. "All that food we've been feeding them these past few days wasn't wasted!"
"Why don't we give them names?" someone suggested.
Grandpa was a master at naming things—he was the one who came up with Big Black and Little Black. He immediately suggested more names. "Let's call them Big Yellow, Little Yellow, and Little White."
