The yellow horse was dirty, gray in color, and the hair was clumped with horse dung. It's just that his eyes are still there, and he is nervously staring at everyone's actions, and he keeps snorting.

The money and goods were both paid, and Hu Shang ordered someone to take the horse certificate and sign it. He also summoned a blacksmith to put a fire mark on the horses.

"Dare to ask the little brother, what is the brand?"

"Zhuoxian Liu Bei." After thinking about it left and right, it seems that there is nothing wrong, and the little fat man said.

"I'm tired of writing the words." The blacksmith scratched his head and laughed quietly.

"You can't read?" The little fat man couldn't help but glance white, "Then you still ask me for my name." ”

"Hey, hey! Get used to it, get used to it. ”

The little fat man wrote the four words of Zhuoxian Liu Bei on the thin iron plate one by one, and the blacksmith followed the strokes, knocked and beat, and then turned the iron plate over, and several raised seal characters jumped on the board.

"In this way, the printing press has long had its origins." The little fat man nodded with satisfaction, "Just wait for paper to become popular." ”

Although he was held down by a few strong men, the fire mark on the horse's tail was still painful, and the yellow huss neighed violently, kicking the three of them down one after another.

"I'm right, she's not ordinary." Su Shuang patted the little fat man's shoulder excitedly.

"My home is in the country, can you come with me?" The little fat man looked up and asked with a smile.

Su Shuang scratched his head, "Country......"

"Questions?"

"Actually, I did everything I had to do. It's the same to go to your house. This horse is extraordinary and has a very strong temperament. If she doesn't want to die, no one can let her die. God is no exception. Su Shuang told the truth.

"What does she mean if she doesn't want to die?" The little fat man hurriedly asked.

"She has a pony in her belly, how do you think she died?" Su Shuang said in the ear of the little fat man.

The little fat man sighed, "I asked why Hu Shang only gave me one gold." It turned out that I had known that the mare had a child in her womb. In Hu Shang's view, the nineteen gold is actually bought from the belly pony.

Ask the blacksmith to hammer a thumb-thick iron bar into a hexagonal shape and keep it for other use. When the little fat man returned to the stable, he saw Su Shuang whispering softly while applying medicine to the yellow horse's wounds. When the mare was calm, he put on the hitch, put the reins on it, and gave it to the little fat man.

"Go to the field and find a grass called purslane, which can stop diarrhea." As he spoke, Su Shuang took out another weed from his arms.

The little fat man took it to heart.

In fact, the curative effect of herbal medicine is secondary, the key is that there is a child in the womb, and the mare will never dare to die.

"Thank you." The reins were pulled, but the mare did not move. Su Shuang whispered a few more words to the mare and motioned for the little fat man to reach over.

The mare sniffed the back of the little fat man's hand and snorted suddenly.

Seeing that the little fat man hurriedly shrank back, Su Shuang smiled and said, "She's smelling you." ”

Remembering the smell of the little fat man, the mare let him lead him out of the stable.

With the only gold cake in his arms, leading a sick horse, amid the ridicule of the people around him, the little fat man swaggered out of the horse market.

"If you don't have money, don't learn to buy a horse, this wilted horse, if you don't wait to get home, you will die in the middle of the road."

"Yes, yes. This kid is also a fool, and most likely he has been deceived. To say that these treacherous Hu businessmen, one is more hateful than the other! ”

"Seeing that he doesn't look like a rich lord, hey, most of the time he is also a poor man."

Hearing everyone's discussions, the little fat man's face was tense, but his heart was very beautiful. After thinking about it, he led the horse back and told Hu Shangdao: "Jelly is cold and not heat-resistant, so it is best to keep it frozen, and it should not be hidden, it will be bad over time." ”

"Thank you for telling us." Hu Shang saluted solemnly and asked the servant to bring a piece of gold cake.

The little fat man shook his head and refused.

led the horse out again, and the crowd sighed even more. Money and goods are both paid, and it is absolutely impossible to return them. Resign yourself to your fate, boy.

People come and go, and the little fat man and his sick horse are soon overwhelmed by the bustling crowd.

Along the way, the mother stopped talking, and the little fat man smiled and winked outside the car.

Pitchers have ears.

The mother simply didn't ask.

The sick horse was tied to the ox cart, and he followed him all the way, although he was sick, he could hold on.

At ten o'clock in the evening, we arrived at the entrance of Lousang Village. After paying the money, he let the ox cart return by itself, and led the horse to the stream with his mother. The clear river water washed away the dirt on the horse's body, and the mother used a small comb given by Su Shuang to finely straighten the hair, and then waited to bring it up from the water, and the yellow horse had some energy.

"Mother, this is a mare with a young son in her belly."

"I see." The mother nodded happily, "A different horse?" ”

"And a gold."

"So much!" The little woman covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Although there was no one around, the little fat man still lowered his voice and said, "This matter should not be done much, and my mother should forget about it." ”

"Okay." The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. At a young age, she knew that she was clumsy, and her mother was deeply pleased.

When the horses have eaten enough grass along the bank of the stream, they will be taken home. Halfway through, I bought a cart of wheat straw from the third uncle's house, and prepared to spread the stable with thick wheat straw. Although the old house of the family is in disrepair. But the wall can not be collapsed, and the stable is still there.

The little fat man still underestimated the value of a horse.

Early the next morning, the front door was full of people. There were both adults and children, and even the old patriarch came. Unlike the idlers who watched the excitement, the old patriarch came to see the buying and selling vouchers.

What is the situation in the little fat man's house, he knows best. The little fat man's father has been sick in bed for a long time, and the family's belongings have long been pawned. Life is very difficult on weekdays, how can I have money to buy a horse.

After looking at the fire mark again and again, the old patriarch sighed.

"This horse has a disease, so it's good to take care of it." Dropping the words, the old patriarch blasted away the crowd watching the excitement and got up to leave.

Suddenly, things got bigger. The horses feed the chickens, and by the way, the queen bee.

The little fat man rushed to the kitchen, but the fat worm was gone. Look closely, well, burrow back into half of the hive.

There are a lot of wooden planks in the house, and I borrowed a saw and a hammer from the third uncle's house, sawed it into wood chips with my mother according to the size of the bookbox, and then used the hexagonal iron bars made by the blacksmith in the horse market to match the hammer to punch dense holes in the layers of wooden planks, and just insert them neatly into the box, and the beehive is completed.

Of course, most of this work is done by mothers.

Although the damp planks are almost rotten, it is not easy to punch holes one by one. Mother said that it was not too late to pack it after washing and drying, but the little fat man was afraid that the queen bee would not last that long.

The mother smiled and pointed to the mare, and the little fat man sighed.

Everything is in order.

The purslane picked on the road was distributed to the little friends, supplemented by the temptation of honey, and the children scattered in a crowd.

Just mow the lawn. Neither the little fat man nor the little woman is this piece of material. Stocking is the best option. Lead the horse to the stream, and the little fat man can catch insects and herd horses.

Xu is sick and pregnant, and the mare is lazy and ruthless. Anyway, eating grass is always pacing, and I haven't even trotted. Take it out in the morning and bring it back in the evening, and you are not afraid of getting lost.

It's easy to do on rainy days. The wheat straw under him is sprinkled with bran, and the mare can stay in the stable and have a good meal. The herbs found by the friends, supplemented by fresh grass and a clean residence, made the mare's condition improve day by day.

One person and half a sugar cake, mother and son sat side by side in front of the porch, quietly watching the rain line.

"Mother, let's repair the house."