"You're not injured, are you?" Aunt Yun followed Meng Xinghe. Seeing that he was like a drowned rat, even walking, he looked a little depressed. Aunt Yun then thought that he had just fallen from such a high place and wondered if he was injured. where.
"Don't worry, you won't die yet," Meng Xinghe said abruptly, obviously very angry. He didn't even care about anything. He didn't even change his clothes. He ran into Aunt Yun's room to see if it was still leaking. After looking at it for a while, Seeing that the rain had stopped, he walked out.
As long as the roof did not leak, Meng Xinghe had completed his task. He returned to the room, changed into a set of clean clothes, rubbed his waist, and after making sure that nothing was wrong, he lay on the bed and continued to dream about his spring and autumn dreams. Obviously , he has forgotten what happened just now.
Aunt Yun glanced at Meng Xinghe from the door and went out silently. After a while, she brought a cup of hot ginger soup.
"Drink it. Your whole body was soaked just now. If you are not careful, you will catch the cold." Putting the ginger soup down, Aunt Yun backed out: "Just now, I didn't mean it. I didn't know. It turns out that laughter can also make people I've lost my square inch," Aunt Yun said and laughed again. She rarely saw smiles, but she smiled twice today for the first time in history. It was simply a miracle.
Meng Xinghe felt that Aunt Yun's smile was as attractive to everyone as a monster. He got up and drank the ginger soup. The warm ginger soup flowed directly from his throat, and a heat flow suddenly flowed through his body. At this moment, Aunt Yun walked in again. Meng Xinghe saw that she was holding the quilt and clothes. Did she want to move them there? Although there was no rain there, the ground was still very damp. She was a delicate woman, how could she be compared with a man.
However, Meng Xinghe didn't care about what Aunt Yun had decided. Nine cows couldn't bring him back. He just watched Aunt Yun move the things in her room back, and then Meng Xinghe read a book by himself without consulting anything.
In the evening, the rain had stopped. After dinner, after drinking the ginger soup prepared by Aunt Yun, Meng Xinghe went to the stables of the school grounds to see the horses.
When he walked there, on the rain-stained school grounds, Meng Xinghe saw Old Man Wei magically appearing beside the stables.
As he walked over, Old Man Wei immediately asked, "A lot of horses died this time."
Old Man Wei's sad eyes made Meng Xinghe forget to nod, "Most of them are dead."
Hearing the news, Old Man Wei said with emotion: "Fortunately, it's good to be able to save Xiaoban,"
Heifeng neighed at this time. Hearing Meng Xinghe's voice, he ran out of the stable happily and leaned his head on the railing in front of the stable. Meng Xinghe reached out and touched Heifeng's head. This horse, you just need to After getting familiar with it, it became as docile as a child, so that every time Meng Xinghe quietly handed it the best fodder and started a small stove for it.
"It's not bad. We've only been away for a few days, and our relationship with Heifeng is so good that even me, an old man, he doesn't care about me now." Although many horses died, Heifeng was still there, and Old Man Wei felt that the stable There is still a good horse leading the way.
Without further ado, Old Man Wei led Meng Xinghe to the side of the stable and pointed to a darker place inside. Hearing a sound, a shocking neigh suddenly sounded from inside. Meng Xinghe took a closer look and saw that on a stone pillar inside , was harnessing a horse that was all blue and white. The horse's eyes were very bright, and it seemed that its whole body was filled with untamable wildness. Its momentum was even more fierce than the black wind in the stable.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the horse suddenly ran away fiercely. The rope around its neck made a banging sound as it was being pulled. It kept stepping backwards with its four hooves, as if it was extremely dissatisfied with the arrival of someone. It wants to kick strangers who invade its territory to death with its hooves.
"What a stubborn horse, compared to Black Wind." Meng Xinghe's horse-sighting skills are not very good, but some horses are just like Baoyu. You can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary. This horse in front of him, No matter the hair or the eyes, it is not comparable to ordinary horses. In the stable, except for Black Wind, you can take it out to compete with it. Other variegated horses are not its opponents at all.
At this time, Old Man Wei said proudly: "Do you want to ride on its back and experience it? This green horse is an untamed horse that I spent a lot of effort to find from the southern pasture. Do you want to learn to ride it?" The art of horsemanship begins with this green horse,"
"What?" Meng Xinghe's eyes widened. This must be too embarrassing. For his first practice, he found such a tough guy. Looking at the posture, he was kicked by it before he climbed on its back. Turned over.
Old Man Wei didn't see Meng Xinghe's expression and walked directly back to his thatched shed, leaving Meng Xinghe in front of the green horse.
"One day, one day, if you haven't tamed it, don't call it my Wei Qingsong's apprentice from now on,"
Old Man Wei's words were full of majesty. Meng Xinghe looked at the green horse with a wry smile on his face. It took one day to tame this beast that was more powerful than Black Wind. Isn't it difficult for someone to do it?
With the violent temper of this animal, it might bite someone. Meng Xinghe did not dare to go too close, so he could only stand where its hooves and mouth could not reach. He was thinking about how to subdue this animal. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my head, and I immediately ran to a distance and picked up a bundle of good grass.
He must be hungry, so he used material food to impress him. Meng Xinghe threw a bundle of grass, and the green horse ate it quickly. Meng Xinghe cursed the spineless guy in his heart, and seemed to be getting closer step by step. Who knows , the fierce horse suddenly rushed towards Meng Xinghe when he was unable to guard against it. Fortunately, Meng Xinghe hid quickly and survived. However, he cursed this spineless white-eyed wolf several times. He was quite smart. Yes, even if I give up my waist for five buckets of rice, my temper is still wild.
Regardless of it, since food and grass cannot subdue it, let's go hungry for a day and see who can withstand the torture.
Meng Xinghe came to Old Man Wei's thatched shed. When Old Man Wei saw Meng Xinghe come in, he didn't ask him to sit down. The house that had been without life for a few days looked deserted after a rain washed it away. He found flint and dried it. He lit the firewood, then set up the casserole that was dark with smoke and started cooking his own dinner.
He took a not-sharp knife used to cut grass for the stables, cut some green vegetable leaves, and added them to the transparent pot with almost no rice grains visible. He stirred lightly for a few times, then sat quietly by the fire and added wood. In the high or low flames, printed on Old Man Wei's gray temples, the firelight was like morning clouds, making him look so old.
When the water in the pot started to bubble and smoke, he pointed to the ground opposite and motioned for Meng Xinghe to sit down.
Meng Xinghe sat down, but Old Man Wei smiled and said, "Do you think they might be disgusted if you feed these rice porridge to the horses outside?"
Meng Xinghe did not answer, he did have this idea in his heart.
Old Man Wei looked at the blazing fire, grinned and said: "Remember, boy, if you want to subdue more horses, you must remember one thing."
"Which point?" Meng Xinghe knew this was the key, so he asked seriously.
"The food is worse than that of a horse," Old Man Wei said clearly,