The black whirlwind ran at his master very hurtfully, humming and chirping and complaining and coquettish. Xiaocao couldn't help but laugh and stuffed a candy cube into the little one's mouth, soothing its wounded little heart.

The aura escaping from the sugar cube was keenly captured by the leader of the white horse. It hurriedly raised its head and followed its breath. Under the moonlight, a familiar figure dressed in white seemed to scatter a glittering white light, just like a fairy in the world. The leader of the white horse knows how to appreciate the appearance of a little human girl, and he cares more about the candy cube in the pony's mouth.

The leader of the white horse walked gracefully in the direction of the grass. The little black whirlwind sensed the wildness in its body, thinking that it was going to hurt its master, so he took two steps forward to meet it, and blocked it in front of Xiaocao with its weak body.

It's this little guy again! The white horse glanced down at the small black whirlwind, a look of disdain in his eyes. If it wants to hurt this little human girl, who can you stop? Gently pulling the other party aside with his front legs, the white horse walked to Xiaocao, and stretched out his big mouth towards the familiar purse in his hand.

At this moment, a small black figure slammed into the horse's head. The white horse took a step back, dodging the small cannonball-like figure.

"Don't hurt my master!!" The small figure of the black whirlwind let out a terrible and loud hiss: What about people? What about horse breeders? What about the Horse Farm Guards? Have they all slept to death? There is a bad horse to bully the owner, come and help!!

Looking at the heroic and resolute and tragic figure of the little black whirlwind, Yu Xiaocao didn't know whether to laugh or feel moved? She stepped forward and bent down. The body gently hugged the little guy's slightly trembling body, stroked its tender mane, and smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, it won't hurt us!" ”

Don't look at the black whirlwind, its IQ has developed to the level of a child who is nearly five years old, and can understand most of the words of its owner. Nani? Does the owner recognize this thief who stole its supper? The Black Whirlwind turned its head and glanced at Xiaocao suspiciously.

"However, Black Whirlwind is brave, and I will reward you with a candy!" Yu Xiaocao took out a candy cube from her purse, put it in the palm of her hand, and was about to send it to the mouth of the little black pony.

Suddenly, a big head squeezed over, and with a warm tongue, rolled the sugar cube over. The white horse squinted and enjoyed chewing on the candy cube, and complained in his heart that the aura contained in the candy cube seemed to be less than the human girl gave it before. It's not fun!

The black whirlwind is broken!! Not only stealing its supper, but also blatantly snatching its snacks, the old paper fights with you!! The black whirlwind, carried away by the rage, rushed towards the white horse like crazy, and kicked and bit at its side, making a lot of noise.

However, the white horse did not pay any attention to the little fellow who had just reached his knees, and avoided it a little, and let it go. No amount of strength can cause damage to it. The most important thing is to ask for a few more pieces of candy to eat!

"Black Whirlwind, there's still sugar here, come back quickly!!" Yu Xiaocao was really a little afraid that the little guy would be trampled on by the white horse, so he hurriedly called it back. He pulled out a candy cube, dodged the white horse's mouth, and stuffed it into the little one's mouth.

Eating the sweet candy, the black whirlwind's angry sanity slowly returned. glared at the white horse fiercely, and proudly tilted the horse's head, as if to say: Look! The host is still towards me!

The white horse looked at Xiaocao dissatisfied, and stretched out his mouth to grab the purse in Xiaocao's hand. The grass dodged and tempted it: "Look! The treatment at our racecourse is good, if you come to the racecourse to settle down, there will be a candy cube every day! What do you think? Do you want to think about it! ”

The white horse paused for a moment, pretended not to hear, and continued to attack the purse in her hand. Yu Xiaocao saw that it was pretending to be stupid, and she was full of helplessness, but since she had already said what she wanted to express, she was not reluctant. She believes that by boiling the frog in warm water, the white horse and its population will definitely be conquered!

Stuffed a candy cube in the white horse's mouth, patted its neck, and said with a smile: "Okay, the grass has also been eaten, and the sugar cube has also been tasted, so hurry up and go back to where and where?" By the way, if there is rain or snow in the future, remember to go to the newly built house over there to take shelter from the rain. That's for you!! No one will bother you. Believe me, even if you come to the horse farm, you will enjoy full freedom. However, there is one point, when you are looking for a daughter-in-law, you should give priority to choosing from the horse farm! ”

After begging for another candy cube, the leader of the white horse stopped grabbing food with satisfaction. It knew that there was a certain amount of spiritual power intake every day, and any more would be harmful to the body, so it reluctantly glanced back at the little human girl and turned to leave.

Yu Xiaocao looked at the white horse without a trace of variegation, stepping on the bright moonlight and walking farther and farther, feeling like the protagonist from a fairy tale, so dazzling, so reluctant to turn his gaze.

A cool night breeze blew, and she shivered and shrunk her shoulders slightly. The weather in October in the north, snow has fallen in many places, and the unique geographical environment of the horse farm makes winter come later than elsewhere. However, the evening breeze is still quite cold.

At this time, a cloak with body temperature was draped over her shoulders, and a familiar aura enveloped her behind her, making her feel warm and reassured.

"It's gone, let's go back!" As soon as Xiaocao stepped out of his room, Zhu Junyang had already noticed it. He knew what the little girl was worried about, in order not to alarm the white horse, he kept his breath in his breath, followed the little girl from a distance, and silently protected her.

The scene of the little black pony protecting the owner made Zhu Junyang's impression of this descendant of the storm add a lot of points. Dare to rampage in front of the leader of the wild horses, this courage and loyalty is enough to foresee its ability to come. The horse farm is short of a leader who can lead the horses, and perhaps this little guy was born to be this piece of material.

The breeder heard the commotion and refilled the manger with fodder. Yu Xiaocao added ingredients to the little black whirlwind in the concentrate, and the little foal's unhappy mood was instantly appeased, and he happily ate a delicious supper, and the little tail flicked one by one, which was enough to see that it was in a happy mood at this time.

Yu Xiaocao, who was escorted back to the small courtyard by Zhu Junyang, naturally didn't know that after the white horse left, she took a look in the direction she pointed out. In the outermost part of the racecourse, it saw spacious and clean stables, rows of mangers filled with hay, just as the little human girl had said, there were no humans in the vicinity, and there was no need to worry about any conspiracy or trap.

Thinking of the long snow season that is coming, there are also the elderly, the weak, the sick and pregnant in the ethnic group. Every winter, some of the frail tribesmen die in the harsh winter weather in the north. This is the survival of the fittest, but as the leader of a race, it still feels sorry for the members of those races. If there had been such a favorable living environment, maybe those members would have been able to avoid the fate of death, right? Which is more important, life or freedom? There was a hint of confusion in Hakuba's heart......

On the fourth night after returning from the autumn hunt, the cold north blew the whistle all night, and a cold snap hit the horse farm. At first, the snowflakes fell sporadically, and the cold wind blew like knives, so that people could not reach their hands and feet.

Yu Xiaocao nested on the hot kang, and when she was idle, she decided to re-embroider a successful purse and replace the ugly sachet that had faded on Zhu Junyang's waist.

On the kang, the skillful Wutong is helping the young lady sew warm clothes from ferret. Winter in the north came early, and they were not so well prepared, so they had to rush out a few sweaters to protect the young lady from the cold. Among the girls, Wutong is not the best one, but her needlework is also excellent. If it weren't for being chosen as the lady's personal maid, the needlework room in the General's Mansion would probably be her home.

Yingchun was spinning the thread on the kang tip, and asked her own lady in wonder: "Miss, what are you doing with letting the slaves spin such a thick thread?" "If it's used to weave cloth, how thick is the woven cloth? Is it weaving blankets?

Chunhua and Qiushi, who were scraping bamboo needles with a knife on the side, glanced at the thick and thin bamboo needles placed next to them, and their hearts were full of the same questions as Yingchun.

"You'll know when you're done!" Yu Xiaocao smiled mysteriously, and continued to bow her head to do needlework, the purse had been sewn, and the stitches were quite correct, she looked at it a few times, and was quite satisfied. The hardest part is to embroider patterns on it.

She chose the simplest one from the patterns prepared by the sycamores - an embroidery pattern composed of a few bamboo roots and a few bamboo leaves. In fact, she has a prank idea in her heart, that is, to embroider cute cartoon animal patterns on it, I don't know if the cool Yangjun King dares to hang it on his body?

At this time, a gust of cold wind came through the crack in the thick curtain of the door, and a tall figure walked in. He sat down beside Xiaocao and watched her look down and draw a strange pattern of a dog.

The graphics on the pattern, although a few brushstrokes are put together, can make people clearly perceive what she is drawing. With a small body, erected ears, godly eyes, and a square scarf around his neck, the arrogant little posture looks a little like Xiaobai.

"What do you draw? IT IS INTERESTING! "It's the first time Zhu Junyang has seen such a ...... Abstract and cute image, I can't help but admire.

Yu Xiaocao held back a smile and said: "This is the pattern I am going to embroider on the purse, if you like it, I will rest assured!" ”

When Zhu Junyang heard this, the expression on his face froze. Glancing at other patterns, he chose the simplest bamboo leaf drawing, and squeezed out an unnatural smile: "That picture is too complicated, how long does it take to embroider it?" I feel sorry for you, so let's change to this simpler one, right? ”