Hei Xuanfeng was very hurt and ran towards his master, complaining and acting like a baby. Xiaocao held back her smile, and stuffed a candy cube into the little guy's mouth to soothe his hurt heart.
The aura escaping from the candy was keenly captured by the leader of the white horse. It raised its head hastily, followed the breath and looked over. Under the moonlight, the familiar figure dressed in white seemed to radiate white light all over his body, like a fairy in the world. The leader of the white horse doesn't know how to appreciate the appearance of the little human girl. He cares more about the candy that the little pony is chewing.
The leader of the white horse walked towards Xiaocao with graceful steps. Little Black Whirlwind sensed the wildness in it, thought it was going to hurt its master, stepped forward to meet it, and blocked Xiaocao with its weak body.
It's this little guy again! The white horse looked down at the little black whirlwind, with a look of disdain in his eyes. If it wants to hurt this little human girl, who can you stop? Gently pulling the opponent aside with its front legs, the white horse strolled up to Xiaocao, stretching its big mouth towards the familiar purse in his hand.
At this moment, a small black figure rushed over quickly, and it hit the horse's head under the leader of the white horse. The white horse took a step back, dodging the little cannonball-like figure.
"Hiss—" Don't hurt my master! ! The small figure of Hei Xuanfeng let out a shrill and loud neigh: Where is the person? What about the horse breeder? What about the racetrack guard? Are you all asleep? There is a bad horse that wants to bully the owner, come and help! !
Looking at Xiao Hei Xuanfeng's heroic and resolute and tragic figure, Yu Xiaocao didn't know whether to laugh or feel moved? She took a step forward, bent down, and gently hugged the little guy's trembling body, stroked its young mane, and comforted it with a smile: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, it won't hurt us!"
Regardless of the small size of the black whirlwind, its IQ has been developed to the level of a five-year-old child, and it can understand most of the master's words. Nani? Does the master recognize the thief who stole his supper? Hei Xuanfeng turned his head and looked at Xiaocao suspiciously.
"However, Hei Xuanfeng is brave, and I will reward you with a candy!" Yu Xiaocao took out a piece of sugar from her purse, put it in her hand, and was about to give it to the little black pony's mouth.
Suddenly, a big head squeezed over, rolled the warm tongue, and rolled the candy. While squinting his eyes, the white horse enjoyed chewing the candy, while complaining in his heart that the aura contained in the candy seemed to be less than what the little human girl gave it before. Not fun!
Black Whirlwind is in a bad mood! ! Not only stealing its supper, but also blatantly snatching its snacks, the old paper will fight with you! ! The black whirlwind, who was dazzled by the anger, rushed towards the white horse like crazy, kicking and biting it, making a lot of noise.
However, the white horse didn't pay attention to the little guy who had just reached his knee at all, avoided it a little, and let it go. No amount of strength can cause harm to it. The most important thing is to ask for a few more candies to eat!
"Black Whirlwind, there is still sugar here, come back quickly!!" Yu Xiaocao was really afraid that the little guy would be stepped on by the white horse, so she hurriedly called it back. He took out a candy, avoided the white horse's mouth, and stuffed it into the little guy's mouth.
After eating the sweet candy, Hei Xuanfeng's angry sanity slowly returned. He gave the white horse a hard look, and looked up at the horse's head arrogantly, as if saying: Look! The master is still facing me!
The white horse looked at Xiaocao dissatisfied, and stretched out its mouth to grab the purse in Xiaocao's hand. While dodging, Xiaocao seduced it: "Look! The treatment at our racecourse is good. If you come to settle down at the racecourse, you will get a piece of candy every day! How about it? Do you want to think about it!"
The white horse's snatching action paused, pretending not to hear, and continued to attack the purse in her hand. Seeing it pretending to be stupid, Yu Xiaocao felt helpless, but since she had already said what she wanted to express, she didn't force it. She believed that if the frogs were boiled in warm water, the white horse and its group would definitely be conquered!
Putting a piece of candy into the white horse's mouth, patted its neck, and said with a smile: "Okay, I've eaten the fodder and tasted the candy, so where should I go now? By the way, in the future, if In case of rain and snow, remember to take shelter from the rain in the newly built house over there. It is specially prepared for you!! No one will disturb you. Believe me, even if you come to the racecourse, you still enjoy full freedom .However, there is one thing, when you are looking for a wife, you should first choose from the horse farm!"
After begging for another sugar cube, the leader of the white horse stopped grabbing the food in 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 looked back at the little human girl reluctantly, turned and left.
Yu Xiaocao looked at the figure of the white horse without a trace of variegation, walking farther and farther under the bright moonlight, and felt that it was like the protagonist walking from a fairy tale, so dazzling, so people couldn't bear to turn around. open sight.
A gust of cool night wind blew, she shivered and shrank her shoulders slightly. In the weather in October in the north, there is already snow in many places, and the unique geographical environment of the racecourse makes winter come later than other places. However, the evening wind is still quite cold.
At this time, a warm cloak was placed on her shoulders, and a familiar aura enveloped her behind her, making her feel warm and at ease.
"It's gone, let's go back!" Xiaocao had just stepped out of his room, and Zhu Junyang had already noticed it. He knew what the little girl was worried about. In order not to disturb the white horse, he kept his breath in his back and followed the little girl from a distance, silently protecting her.
The scene where the little black pony protects the master gave Zhu Junyang a lot of impression of this offspring of Kuangfeng. Dare to rampage in front of the wild horse leader, this courage and loyalty are enough to foresee its future ability. The racecourse is short of a leader who can lead the group of horses, maybe this little guy is born with this material.
The horse breeder heard the movement and refilled the manger with hay. Yu Xiaocao added ingredients to the black whirlwind again, and the little pony's unhappiness was instantly appeased, and he happily ate the delicious supper, flicking his little tail, it was enough to see that it was at this time happy mood.
Yu Xiaocao, who was escorted back to the small courtyard by Zhu Junyang, naturally didn't know that the white horse had left, and stopped by to inspect the direction she pointed. At the outermost part of the horse farm, it saw spacious and clean stables and rows of mangers filled with fodder. Just like the little human girl said, there are no humans around and guarding it, so there is no need to worry about anything. Plots and traps.
Thinking of the upcoming long snow season, as well as the old, weak, sick and pregnant in the ethnic group. Every winter, some frail clansmen died in the harsh winter weather in the north. This is the survival of the fittest in the population, but as the leader of the clan, it still feels distressed for those race members. If there was such a favorable living environment back then, maybe those members would have been able to avoid the fate of death? Which is more important, life or freedom? There is a trace of confusion in Baima's heart...
On the fourth night after the autumn hunting, the cold north blew the whistle all night, and the cold current hit the horse farm. At the beginning, the snowflakes fell sporadically, and the cold wind was like a knife, blowing people's hands and feet.
Yu Xiaocao nestled on the hot kang, she had nothing to do, she decided to embroider a successful purse again, to replace the ugly sachet that Zhu Junyang had faded on his waist.
On the kang, the dexterous Wutong is helping the lady sew warm clothes from ferret fur. Winter in the north came early, and they were not well prepared, so they had to make a few woolen clothes to keep the lady warm. Among the girls, Wutong is not the best one, but her needlework is also considered excellent. If she hadn't been chosen as Miss's personal maid, the sewing room of the General's Mansion would probably be her home.
While spinning thread on the top of the kang, Yingchun asked her lady in bewilderment: "Miss, why do you let your slaves spin such thick thread?" How thick is it? Is it weaving blankets
Chunhua and Qiushi, who were scratching the bamboo needles with a knife, glanced at the thick and thin bamboo needles placed beside them, and their hearts were full of the same questions as Yingchun.
"When it's done, you'll know!" Yu Xiaocao smiled mysteriously, and continued to do her sewing with her head down. The purse was already sewn, and the stitches were still neat. She looked at it several times, and she was quite satisfied. . The most difficult thing is to embroider patterns on it.
From the patterns prepared by the plane tree, she chose the simplest one—an embroidery pattern composed of several pruned bamboos and bamboo leaves. In fact, she had a mischievous idea in her mind, that is, to embroider cute cartoon animal patterns on it. I don't know if the cool Yang Jun Wang dares to hang it on his body
At this time, a gust of cold wind came through the cracks in the opened thick door curtain, and a tall and straight figure walked in. He sat down next to Xiaocao, watching her bow her head and draw a pattern of a strangely shaped dog.
Although the graphics on the pattern are made up with a few strokes, people can clearly perceive what she is painting. With a small body, pricked ears, divine eyes, and a square scarf around his neck, that arrogant little posture looks a bit like Xiaobai at first glance.
"What are you drawing? It's very interesting!" Zhu Junyang couldn't help admiring when he saw such an abstract and lovely image for the first time.
Yu Xiaocao suppressed a smile and said, "This is the pattern I am going to embroider on the purse. If you like it, I can rest assured!"
When Zhu Junyang heard this, the expression on his face froze. Glancing at other patterns, he chose the simplest picture of bamboo leaves, and smiled unnaturally: "That picture is too complicated, how long will it take to embroider? I love you so much, so why not change to this simple one?" some?"