Three days have passed since that fight in the rain.

For three days, Mattie didn't say a word to Brandy.

Now, for Brandi, this has become the most difficult thing.

After that fight, his injuries inevitably worsened again. However, fortunately, his endurance and willpower were much weaker than he thought, so he fell down without even receiving two blows.

It's a blessing among misfortunes. It's just that the wound needs to be stitched again and I need to rest for two or three more weeks.

However, this period is not as easy as the previous weeks.

Brandy was beaten unconscious by Tommy. When she woke up, she was lying on Dr. Calloway's simple operating table, along with Pastor Swanson. The pastor told him that besides staying at Miller Gun Shop

Except for the agents who help the Van der Linde Gang with their business, all members of the Van der Linde Gang will return to Horseshoe Lookout as soon as possible. As for when they will return in the future, he does not know.

As for the gang's instructions to Brandi, Swanson didn't know the specific content. He just said that he would return as soon as possible after Brandy's injury was almost healed.

Brandy had a lot of guesses as to why Dutch and Hosea made this arrangement. However, no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't figure out the reason. She could only guess that this arrangement was probably Hosea's handiwork. Other than that,

Other than that, there is no clue.

However, regardless of the mystery of this arrangement, at least for Brandy now, it is a kind of torture.

Without visitors, for a person who is recovering from illness, it is equivalent to losing half the fun of life. In the past three days, only Sadie came before leaving, that is, on the first day, because of time reasons.

, the two siblings parted ways without chatting for long.

Although Brandi feels that it is not impossible to let Sadie stay with her, but an order is an order. Although the Van der Linde Gang cannot enforce military-style orders and prohibitions, their execution ability is still very high. Even if they have just joined,

Sadie, who is not even an official member now, must obey.

So, while Brandy was recuperating from her injuries, she spent three days getting along with Mattie, who kept her little face on her shoulder and didn't say a word all day long.

Although Mattie no longer strictly urges Brandy to take medicine and no longer restricts his travels, it is inevitable to feel suffocated after staying with a suffocating little gourd all day long.

Therefore, these days, Brandy has been thinking about how to restore this little girl who is deliberately angry with her.

This kind of thing is actually not difficult to do, just do what you want, but it seems inappropriate for a little girl like Mattie.

No matter what she likes, depending on her personality, if you give her what she likes, it will be counterproductive. Only by guiding her to take the bait can you gain something. However, how to guide and what can be effective guidance

, Brandi has never figured this out.

While Brandy was still troubled by this, a visit from someone he didn't expect temporarily interrupted his thoughts.

The person who came turned out to be the guy from Valentine Stables. He came to tell Brandy that the black Turkmen horse he had ordered before had arrived. This time he came here on the instruction of his boss to ask Brandy to come and see the horse.

.

The person who came to deliver the message was a young groom who was slovenly dressed and smelled of horse manure and grass, but his face was clean. He looked only one or two years younger than Brandi.

Because of his clothes and the smell on his body, Mattie didn't let him in, but asked him to announce at the door.

Although Mattie did not restrict Brandy's travel as before, in order to prevent things from getting more difficult to end, even though Brandy was indeed feeling uncomfortable these days, he also calmly stayed in the house as his home.

Squatting. It just so happened that Brandy took it as an opportunity to go out and relax.

"Mr. Munny, you may not know me, but I also contributed in that defense battle." Maybe the young groom is a talkative kind of person, maybe it's because Brandi is the same age as him.

I just wanted to say a few more words, but as soon as the two of them got on the road, the young groom started chatting, "I really admire you, sir, because you look only a little older than me, but you have been so successful, not only

A decent gentleman, a sharpshooter and a true warrior."

At this point, the young groom began to feel sorry for himself: "I'm different. Look at me, I'm an adult, but I still can only do the humble job of a groom. I brush horses, feed horses, and nail horseshoes every day."

, brushing horses, feeding horses, shoeing horses, when will I be able to succeed like this?"

When Brandy heard this, she smiled and said, "Little brother, do you know what success is?"

"Success? Isn't it success for people like you?" The young groom was a little confused and said, "He is dressed as a gentleman, equipped with a beautiful revolver, and he gets along with the Sheriff like friends, and he goes everywhere

Isn't such a person a successful person if he has good popularity?"

"If you think success means wearing a suit and tie and swaggering around with a gorgeously decorated revolver, then believe me, if you save money for a while, you will have this kind of success sooner or later," Brandy said. "As for good popularity

, Smile more, say hello more, and approach people more often, and then, as long as they are not too condescending, they will smile back to you."

"Then what do you think is success?" the young groom asked puzzledly.

"Let's make an analogy," Brandy said with a smile. "You don't know as much as I do about shooting to kill people, so from this perspective, I am more successful than you; by the same token, when it comes to raising and domesticating horses,

I don’t know as much as you in this aspect, so from this perspective, you are more successful than me.”

The young groom smiled sheepishly: "How can I compare with you?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Of course you can," Brandi said calmly, "People's origins, status, and wealth have their own levels, but in terms of personality, everyone has their own differences.

It is equal. It will not become inferior because you are poor, nor will it become noble because you are rich. As for different social statuses, we can roughly regard them as different divisions of labor. Therefore, you can work in your respective industries.

If you do your best, you will be successful."

The young groom scratched his head and said, "I don't quite understand, Mr. Munny."

"You just need to remember that I am not better than you, and you are no worse than me." Brandy smiled slightly and said, "Of course, if you are dissatisfied with your current career and lifestyle,

So, my little suggestion is to bravely take the step of trying to change, but the premise is that you must be fully prepared for it.”

"This way you will know how wrong your choice is." The remaining bad self in Brandy's heart said secretly.

The young groom would not know what Brandy was thinking, and even his not-so-smart mind didn't understand much of what Brandy said. He didn't even know that those words had quietly taken root in his heart.

germination.

When we arrived at the stable, the owner Bill Carson had been waiting here for a long time. It is rare to encounter such a swindler in a small town like this who is willing to spend a thousand dollars just to buy a horse. Oh no, distinguished guest, how should you treat him?

Where does the respect come from? Even if you serve him like a king, it is natural.

"Ah, Mr. Munny, I'm so happy to see that you're okay," Bill Carson said when he saw Brandi coming, he came up to him with a flattering look on his face and said, "I really didn't expect that your

A friend can make Tommy suffer such a loss. He has never been beaten like that before, but I know that you are not bad either. If you were not still injured, the two Tommys would not be your opponents...

"

"Okay, Mr. Carson, let's get down to business." Brandi didn't want to waste time listening to some useless flattery. He pointed at the young groom and said, "I heard this gentleman say that my horse has arrived.

, where is he?"

"Ah, of course, of course he is here, Mr. Munny, in the horse pen nearby." Bill Carson's smile became a little embarrassed.

From the horse pen next to the stable, commotion could be heard from time to time. It was the sound of horses' neighing, kicking and people's comforting sounds combined together.

When Brandi heard the noise, she knew something in her mind and smiled: "It seems your place is very lively, Mr. Carson."

"Uh..." Seeing that Brandy noticed it, Bill Carson smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, since you noticed it, come with me."

Bill Carson led Brandi to the horse pen. Before he could give Brandi directions, Brandi saw at a glance a horse with a thin head, a tall neck, and slender limbs. This horse was dark all over, except for its forehead.

The hooves and hooves are bright white, and the smooth and smooth fur shows that it has been well cared for, while the flowing mane, long tail, and strong muscles highlight its noble bloodline.

At this time, the horse was struggling, roaring, and running wildly, and no shepherd or groom could stop it.

"This is the horse you are looking for, Mr. Munny, a purebred Akhal Tekin horse, also known as a Turkmen horse, from distant Central Asia," Bill Carson introduced, "I bought it from an Englishman.

I arrived. It is said that his company specializes in breeding these horses in Turkmenistan, the hometown of this type of horse. This is the only horse among the batch of adult horses he sold that meets your requirements, and it is also the best in all aspects.

.”

At this point, Bill Carson looked at the uncontrollable horse with some helplessness and said: "Of course, it is also the most unruly horse. I have to say that it has perfectly inherited the characteristics that should have been lost in the world."

It is born wild and noble in captivity and breeding. When transporting it, in order to prevent it from escaping, we must lock it up in an iron cage. Even if it is transported here, it will not change its unruly nature. You see, it has been almost a morning

It's gone, but we still can't put a bridle on it."

"What a good horse." Looking at this energetic and unruly horse, Brandy couldn't help but sigh.

"I feel very honored that you are satisfied with him, Mr. Munny," Bill Carson said with some embarrassment, "but as you can see, we haven't completely tamed him yet, so it may take some time...

…”

"This is easy," Brandy said without looking at Bill Carson, just stretched out her hand to him, "Give me a noose, a few pieces of candy, and leave the rest to me."

The young groom who had brought him over before passed over a noose and several large candy cubes with a wink. Bill Carson originally wanted to stop him, but unfortunately he was a step too late.

"Mr. Munny!" Bill Carson shouted in panic, "You must not take risks. I know that your injury has not fully recovered. If you have a problem with me, I can't afford it."

ah."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Brandi smiled confidently, opened the pen door, and faced the horse that was still acting up.

"Hey! Good boy!" Brandi shouted, which immediately attracted the horse's attention, causing the horse to temporarily give up on the groom he was chasing before and turn its head to look at him.

"Relax, kid, relax." Brandi whispered soothing words while slowly approaching.

When the horse saw this stranger, he didn't neigh like he did when he faced other people trying to tame him. Instead, he looked at this person with some curiosity. Faced with Brandi's comfort, he didn't seem to turn a deaf ear to him, but just looked away.

Staring at Brandi, he scratched the ground with his front hooves, feeling many times better than his previous almost crazy state.

The surrounding grooms, stockmen, and boss Bill Carson were stunned. At least no one among them had ever been able to calm down the horse from its manic state with just two words of comfort.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Brandy approached smoothly all the way, and when he was not far away from the horse, he swung the noose in his hand, and the rope loop was accurately caught

The horse's neck.

The sudden feeling of being strangled on the neck frightened the horse. It immediately struggled and began to kick back and forth crazily. Brandy failed to hold on to anyone, and the rope was released. The dark horse was like a gust of black wind.
To be continued...