I rewrote family history

Chapter 39 Claret Horse

"Master Hu, dad is acting weird today."

Xu Er was stupefied with the rough porcelain bowl in one hand, and sipped his mouth towards the edge of the bowl.Kung Fu said this sentence in the gap.However, when his mouth approached the rough porcelain bowl, he suddenly saw a layer of greasy black dirt inside the bowl.

The mung bean soup in the bowl suddenly felt that it was not very refreshing.

He put down the bowl, turned off the kerosene lamp, and then drank the bowl of mung bean soup out of sight and out of mind.If you drink it in a hurry, you don't know the taste of the whole thing, it's just a medicine.

The gray-white fox also shook his head, showing that he didn't know what his father was thinking.

Dad's whole face was hidden in the night, he couldn't see it, and he couldn't guess it.Besides, it's just a wild fox with weak morality. It's called Fox Immortal if it's nice, and if it's ugly, it's just like the master said, it's just a village prostitute.If Xu San'er didn't take the initiative to mention it, how could it spy on Xu San'er's thoughts.

It told Xu Er to rest on the kang, and tomorrow is Sunday (Monday), and he has to go to Hongwen Hall with the young master.Now that Xu Er was suffering from heatstroke, it was time to rest.There should be no more trouble.

After Xu Erlangzi got on the kang and slept under the blanket, it tiptoed out of the house and came to the outside world.

Tonight's moonlight is slightly lighter, and a few sporadic stars are shining faintly.

Inside the stable, an oil lamp was burning.

Xu San'er entered the stable and was feeding the bay red horse.

A horse has no night grass and is not fat.This would be the third watch, and at this time, Xu San'er would also have to get up from the kang to feed the horse again.

It's the same as before, seemingly... nothing different.

The bay red horse was fed by Xu San'er with one hand. It rubbed against Xu San'er who was mixing materials in the stable. It breathed from its nostrils, walked back and forth, and licked Xu San'er's palm with its tongue. Like scratching an itch.

After mixing the ingredients, the whole head of the bay red horse stuck into the stone trough, and began to feast on it.

Xu San'er closed the stable door and walked out.As he walked, he removed the tobacco leaves and stuffed them into the brass pipe pot.After only two steps, he saw the gray fox bathed in the moonlight in the courtyard, and he was startled, "Master Hu, why are you staying here?"

"That's right, that's right! I heard that the immortals in this mountain forest have to absorb the moonlight to practice. Master Hu, you are practicing."

Xu San'er was relieved after explaining to himself.

The demon who becomes a spirit in the mountains is called "immortal" by the country people.Calling a monster is an offense.If the "immortal" finds out about it, he will die.

"Practice?"

The gray-white fox looked up at the moon.Xu San'er knew that the "immortal" in the mountains could rely on the moonlight to practice, so he naturally knew it too.From ancient times to the present, such stories are not uncommon.Great-grandson Wu Hao also mentioned it.But when it tried to absorb Yuehua, but found that there was no change at all, it let go of such ambiguity.

It nodded, disguising its behavior.

How could it be possible for a Baojiaxian to observe every move of a believer at all times.

Flicking its fluffy fox tail, it walked into the stable wing.After crossing the threshold, it looked back again and found sparks shining in the corner of the courtyard. It turned out that Xu San'er didn't follow in, but sat there and began to puff.

The next day, the sky was misty.

Xu Er was stunned to support his discomfort, and after taking a sip of mung bean soup, he began to wait for the young master in the yard.The stable is in the front yard, if the young master comes out, all you need to do is call him.

"The young master is riding a horse, you sleep for a while, I will count the time."

Xu San'er said.

It's a holiday on Saturday, and the young master rides home on horseback.Going to school on Sunday, the young master rides a horse to the school.Xu Er's stupid biological clock is used to getting up early, so he ran to school early.

In the past year, when he was in school, he and the young master went the same way but at different times.

Today is Golden Day, Friday, before the holiday, the young master went home.

Yesterday, the young master gave orders, and his father sent a message to let him go to school with him.

So...he had to wait.

"Why hasn't the young master come out yet..."

Xu Er stunned and complained in a low voice.

Going back to Xujiabaozi on Saturday, they are leaving school together, and the waiting time is not long, at most a quarter of an hour.But going to school is different, he is used to getting up early, afraid of delaying the time.As for the young master riding a horse, there must be plenty of time...

If he is healthy, he can run a few steps without much trouble.

Now he is sore all over, showing the after-effects of heatstroke.It will take a day or two before it will be fully healed.

But when the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it again.

What a good man the young master is.Borrow his books and teach him how to read and write.Seeing him alone on a rainy day, I invited him to spend the night at his residence in the county seat.But at this moment, he complained to the young master just because he couldn't bear to wait for a while.

How ungrateful.

The kerosene lamp was also a gift from the master.

"If only I hadn't taken this kerosene lamp."

Xu Er stunned regretted it in his heart.

A kerosene lamp that can illuminate a room is what he hopes for.He was still jumping for joy after taking the kerosene lamp last night.But this morning, he suddenly felt that this kerosene lamp seemed to be no different from the five coins that the master lent to his father.

But can he not accept it?
Xu Er stunned nodded first, then shook his head.

All kinds of miscellaneous thoughts came to his mind, and his head felt a little more painful.

Fortunately, the young master's call rang in the front yard in time.

At last, the time was not too long, he secretly said.

"Uncle, there is a tethering post in the backyard of the school. When you come home from evening class, Brother Erleng can just ride the horse back, and you don't have to follow."

At the door, the young master said.

Xu San'er hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

In the old post stations, taverns, schools and other places, there were horse tie posts.Hongwen Hall used to be the county school of Xinye County, and it was fully equipped, including grooms for feeding and raising horses.

He is still clear about this.

"Master, when you ride a horse, be careful, don't let the horse run too fast, it's a trivial matter to hurt the horse, the main thing is that you are afraid of falling..."

Xu San'er instructed.

The bay red horse's mouth is still small, and it's not yet time to run with all its might.If you run too much, it is easy to damage the horsepower, and it will be difficult to raise it back in the future.

After chattering here and there, Xu Er, who was getting restless, finally calmed down.When the young master rode away on horseback, Xu Er started to trot.

He didn't care to talk to the young master, time, physical pain and so on were the reasons.

The young master rode a horse and chased him slowly.

When he arrived at the official road, the young master stopped him, "Brother Erleng, you can ride a horse, I see that you are not feeling well, sorry, I didn't think so much last night."

After running in a hot sweat, his after-effects of heat stroke subsided a little.

"What? I ride a horse?"

Xu Er paused in a daze, and when the cold wind blew, he carefully scrutinized the expression on the young master's face, it was probably not a fake.He couldn't believe his ears.He had never ridden this horse.At least, I haven't ridden in front of people.

He rode on the horse and let the young master walk on the ground.

impossible!
Five renminbi, kerosene lamp... Xu Er's face was cold, "Master, I dare not ride a horse, for fear of hurting the horse."

"I've never ridden a horse."

He added a sentence.

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