pasture leisure

Chapter 395
"Leave her alone in the future. In addition, you can talk normally in the morning. As long as you don't shout, you can't hear it in the room. Besides, we both sleep very deeply, so don't worry," Zhang Chi said again. said the elders.

Zhang Youpeng said with a smile at this time: "We know that the sound insulation of this house is really good."

Li Xiumei smiled and asked again: "Then are we cooking this meal now or not?"

Hearing Li Xiumei's words, everyone turned their heads to Zhang Jiaren in unison.

Zhang Jiaren felt a little uncomfortable: "What do you see me doing, am I so delicious?"

"No, you are the elder, you are the oldest here, we don't look at who you are going to see," Zhang Youliang said with a smile.

Zhang Jiaren thought about it: That's right, there is no one older than himself here, but should I make this breakfast or not?
"Let's do it, everyone has been up for a long time." Zhang Jiaren finally felt that it was better to do it earlier. Everyone has been up for almost two hours, and it is unreasonable not to eat something.

Hearing what grandpa said, Zhang Chi stood up and prepared to cook.

Who knew that Auntie stretched out her hand and pushed Zhang Chi to sit back: "Don't move, we'll just do the cooking."

Zhang Chi turned to look at his sister and mother.

"Sit down," Zhang Juan said with a smile.

"Sit down too, it's not enough to cause trouble with you in the kitchen." Li Xiumei said with a smile to her daughter.

After hearing this, Zhang Juan said: "Then I won't do anything, and I will take my brother to teach me how to ride a horse."

"go Go".

Zhang Chi said, "Auntie, do you know everything?"

Aunt Gu Ying said with a smile: "I know, I don't know anything about your kitchen, don't worry, let's make pimple soup this morning, just use some flour."

"Pick the small green vegetables outside," Zhang Chi followed up.

"They all have eyes. Go ahead. You've been clamoring to ride a horse since before you decided to come here. What kind of horse do you ride? You don't even have a donkey when you ride home here..." Li Xiumei muttered.

The Zhang Chi siblings chatted with Ben, who didn't care about their mother, and they left the house one after the other and walked towards the stables.

They didn't even go to the stables. At this time, all the horses in the stables were driven out and thrown to graze on the grass not far from the stables.

Zhang Chi took his sister to the vicinity of the horses, and said to her, "Choose a horse, don't pick the red and white one."

"I know, your Chiyan Mountain, but your horses here are almost the same color, there is one...".

"That's Melika's horse, choose something else," Zhang Chi said.

Melika's Arabian horse is smaller in stature, but has a bit of a temper. If a novice like Zhang Juan wants to ride it, he needs an ambulance beside him.

In fact, there is nothing to choose from the rest of the horses. If you want to choose the color, you can’t pick it out. Almost all of them are chestnut. Dark chestnut and light chestnut are the coat colors of ordinary horses.

In addition to Quarter horses, there are also some Morgan horses.

Now that the cowboys on the ranch have all gone out to work on the horses they picked, the rest here are almost a dozen or so horses without owners.

"Why don't you help me choose one?" Zhang Juan felt that any horse was beautiful, and it was hard to make a decision right away.

For Zhang Juan, who is almost the first time to see a horse riding, the work horses of Zhang Chi Ranch are indeed beautiful. Just because they are tall, they cannot be compared with domestic breeds of horses, let alone Zhang Juan’s hometown. The shoulder height of those horses here is only about [-] meters, while the shoulder height of the horses here is generally more than [-] meters, and the body structure is also well-proportioned.

Big horse!

In Zhang Juan's eyes, all these horses in Zhang Chi's ranch are tall horses.

Zhang Chi didn't give up too much. After thinking about it, he helped his sister find a mare with a shorter shoulder height and a good personality.

After picking out the horse, Zhang Chi blew a whistle. Chi Yanshan, who was eating breakfast, came to the owner with a small step, and put his big head on Zhang Chi's head affectionately.

Zhang Chi reached out and patted Chiyan Mountain lightly.

Zhang Juan was very envious when she was next to her. She had seen Chiyan Mountain when she was talking with her younger brother. Being so close to Yanshan Mountain, she felt that this horse was really beautiful, especially the color of its body, the white one had no stray hairs, and the red one was like a rising flame.

Stretching out her hand to gently caress Chiyanshan's hair, Zhang Juan said, "It's so slippery!"

"I guess it was just washed in the morning," Zhang Chi said.

As he spoke, he did some calculations in his mind, and found that this was true, and today happened to be the day to wash the horses.

Taking Chi Yanshan back to the stables, Zhang Chi took his saddles from the saddle shelf from the tool room, and went outside to prepare Chi Yanshan one by one. Explain the names of the various things and the order in which they should be mounted.

Zhang Juan listened very carefully, and there was nothing, nothing more than bridles, sweat pads, saddles, girdles and so on.

Watching her younger brother saddle the horse, Zhang Juan said: "You are too grassy, ​​other people's horses have a lot of things, and this is all you have here."

Zhang Chi was a little confused when he heard that, he turned around from Chiyanshan, looked at his sister and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Zhang Juan gestured to her head, and stroked her forehead with her hands: "There is a gold plate on the side of the horse, and sometimes there are feathers or something on it, which looks very beautiful. We ancient people rode horses, and the chest of the horse had a piece of gold. A big bell or something...".

When Zhang Chi heard that the black lines on his head had risen, he opened his mouth and said with a bitter face: "Sister, who has nothing to do with that thing? Wearing it on your forehead is called a forehead protector. There is also one here, but it's important. On festivals, if you want to perform on stage, you only wear it when you need to dress up the horse very beautifully. Otherwise, would you feel comfortable taking a big iron film on your forehead all day long?

In addition, the bell you mentioned is called a triangle belt. You can wear bells or hang tassels, but this thing is also used when you are dressing up. Usually wearing a triangle belt is pure trouble.”

"What's the trouble, how beautiful it is," Zhang Juan replied.

Now Zhang Chi was speechless, he didn't know how to return to his sister, he was taken aback and said: "Then I will find you a triangle belt later."

After his own horse was ready, Zhang Chi took out the equipment for his sister group from the tool room. There were no specific saddles, handmade saddles or even handmade saddles, but ordinary saddles were also made according to the figure of ordinary people. For Zhang Juan, who is relatively petite, it is a bit big.

But this is a small problem, because Zhang Juan is learning to ride a horse, not to do work on a horse, and preparing a saddle for her is too ridiculous.

Riding on Chiyan Mountain, Zhang Chi brought back the chosen horse with a lasso.

The horse was quite honest, and as soon as its neck was noose, it followed Zhang Chi back to the door of the stable.

Zhang Chi tied one end of the noose to the saddle on Chiyanshan's back, and the other end was naturally around the horse's neck.

"Sister, bring the water rein, and I'll teach you how to put on the rein," Zhang Chi said.

Zhang Juan was a little confused: "What is water rein?"

Zhang Chi knew what he said was a little confused when he heard it: "bridle, bridle is also called water rein, and the name is different."

After hearing this, Zhang Juan came to the horse's side with the bridle in hand. At this time, she complained to her younger brother: "Can you make a unified statement? I'm so confused."

Is there room for confusion at your level? !Zhang Chi really didn't have the nerve to talk about his sister. Of course, it might be because he was afraid of being beaten by his sister. When he was a child, he was often punished by his sister. Even now that he has grown up, he still has a little shadow in his heart.

So he had objections to his sister's complaint, but he didn't refute it.

Teach the sister how to hold the bridle, how to put a bridle on the horse's head, how to comfort the horse during the bridle, and what to do when encountering some situations.

In fact, these words are nonsense, and they are completely useless to a novice like Zhang Juan. Now the horses in the ranch are all well-trained horses, and bad-tempered stallions have all been stabbed. The old saying goes: One knife When the wind blows, Ding Ding will never return, all my troubles will be gone, and I will only eat and lie down for the rest of my life.

With no worries, Ma Sheng has nothing to worry about. All of a sudden, all things are empty, and there is nothing he can do if his temper is bad. Ma Sheng has no pursuit, and he is flat.

As for the mares, let alone, submitting to the strong is the portrayal of their horse life.

So the little sorrel mare that was picked out was very obedient, even if Zhang Juan, a novice, put her on the rein, she cooperated very well.

"Oh, you're so good. By the way, brother, does she have a name?" Zhang Juan thought this horse was really nice and cute, and she liked it very much.

Zhang Chi thought for a while and shook his head: "I really don't know."

I didn’t ride it myself, so what’s the name? The cowboys may have a name if they choose it, but if they don’t choose it, whoever has nothing to do to name the horse, what’s the matter, most of them belong to the cowboys who haven’t graduated from elementary school and want to find a place Would you like to show off your talent?

"If you think of it, name it one." Seeing that his sister was very excited, Zhang Chi said wisely.

"Well! Then call it dried plums," Zhang Juan said.

Upon hearing the name, Zhang Chi thought to himself: You are really my sister!Are you still a teacher?If the child's parents knew that you named the horse, they would probably transfer the child to another school overnight.

"How is it?" Zhang Juan was very satisfied with her name, and turned to ask her younger brother.

Zhang Chi immediately stretched out his thumb, and said flatteringly: "Good name, vivid image, the color of this coat is really a bit like dried prunes."

"I think so too." Zhang Juan was complacent.

"Okay, now throw the sweat pad on the horse's back." Zhang Chi didn't want to talk about the horse's name anymore.

"okay!"

Zhang Juan was very happy. It seemed that after giving the horse a name, the horse could become one with her.

The work of throwing pads began to be a bit difficult for Zhang Juan, mainly because Zhang Juan was a little short in stature, and secondly, her strength was also a little weak. A sweat pad was considered heavy for her.

"Sister, let me help you." Zhang Chi saw that he should do it by himself. His old sister had already dumped her seven or eight times, and once she missed the point.

"Go aside, I don't believe it."

People are quite stubborn!

　I'm sorry, I woke up a bit late, it was already afternoon when I opened my eyes, alas!The next chapter will be posted around [-] o'clock, sorry, sorry everyone!The stone kneels at the corner of the wall here

　　
　
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