My village can't be like this

Chapter 47 Leisurely Walking the Horse (Please collect and recommend)
There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Zhang An led his big black horse out.

During this period of time, he has become used to taking the big black horse out for a walk every day.

The big black horse has been locked in his own pigsty for the whole winter, and the hair on his body has become lumpy. It is not as smooth as last year, and it is ugly to death.

So when the weather turned warm later, Zhang An took it out for a walk, and took the opportunity to take it into the space to give it a full body bath.

Most of the hillsides in my hometown, because there are too many exposed rocks and the soil is too thin, can't be used to grow crops, so no one comes to open up wasteland. After a long time, it has become a place where everyone grazes cattle and horses.

The big black horse at home is a stallion. Since it was bought back, because the family has been fed more carefully, and Zhang An often feeds it with space spring water, it looks really good-looking and majestic.

And when working, it has already shown its brave strength to the villagers.

Usually four to five hundred kilograms of things are carried on the body, it seems that it is not a big problem for it.

If it were someone else’s pack horse, it would usually weigh two to three hundred catties, and if it was any more, you would hear the horse panting.

So people in and out of the village inquired about Zhang An's family's big black horse, and planned to bring their own horse over for breeding.

But Dahei seems to despise them, and they are not matched, which makes people love and hate.

Dahei was not to blame for this, Zhang An felt, because all the mares in the village were of a relatively short breed, it was normal for Dahei to look down on them.

Normally, when he was on the slope, Zhang An started the mode of separating people and horses.

Untie the reins and let Dahei graze on his own, while he sits on the rock to watch the scenery and think about life.

Zhang An went to the slope today and found that Mr. Huang from the village was also grazing cattle here.

Their family has two cattle, which are well looked after.

Seeing that Zhang An's men and horses were separated, leaving the horse to eat without even tying the reins, Mr. Huang started talking to Zhang An.

"Boy, just leave your horse like this. Don't be afraid that it will eat other people's crops."

Mr. Huang tied the cattle to a small tree. The rope was long enough for their cattle to move around.

"Don't be afraid, old man, if it dares to eat other people's crops, then it will be compensated to them."

Zhang An came to Houshan for a few days, all by himself, it was hard to see someone coming together, and immediately chatted with Mr. Huang.

"It's strange. Every time your horse eats on the edge of other people's fields, it will come back after eating a few mouthfuls of grass. There are also animals that don't like to eat crops."

Mr. Huang watched for a long time, and every time the big black horse gnawed to the edge of the ground, it would come back. When it got a little far away, Zhang An called out, and it would turn around obediently.

The horse of the Zhang family is obedient, good-tempered, strong, and obedient. It is rare to meet such a horse. No wonder everyone wants to find him for breeding, but unfortunately, none of them are matched.

The old man is from the generation of Grandpa Zhang An, and the old man always likes to recall the past with nostalgia.

Talking to Zhang An turned into popularizing some things of the previous years for Zhang An, and Zhang An also quietly listened to the old man talking about the history of Changqing Village.

After their group of old people left, few of them remembered these things completely, including the generation of Zhang An's father Zhang Jianguo, who at most only had a half-knowledge.

The old man and the young talked happily, and sometimes Zhang An complimented him a little, which made the old man happy.

The hearty laughter of the old man floated in the mountains, but at this time he was a little envious of Zhang Jianguo for having such an obedient and approachable son, unlike his own grandson, who was disobedient no matter how he yelled, let alone following them with his old bones. Talk to relieve boredom.

Before I knew it, it was late.

Only then did the old man realize that the ground next to him had been gnawed bare by his own oxen, and the two oxen were also resting on the ground.

It was time for the two of them to go home.

Zhang An was also very lazy now, he didn't want to walk by himself on the way home, so he got on his horse and rode Dahei home.

The big black horse knew that Zhang An was riding on his back, but instead walked steadily.

When we got to the entrance of the village, the dolls in the village smashed cardboard on the grain drying field and gathered together.

Zhang An quietly walked behind Zhang Tie.

Everyone held a stack of thick cardboard in their hands, and it seemed that many stacks of books had been torn.

"Cough cough~"

This sound startled the dolls.

"Hey Brother An, you're so black, I thought it was my mother who came." So black means scared in the local dialect.

Seeing that it was Zhang An, the doll that had just stuffed the cardboard into his pocket, he took it out again and continued to smash it.

"You guys had a lot of fun. These cardboards are very new, and you tore up your homework book again, right? When your mother finds out, you want to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots."

Zhang An also played this trick when he was a child. Each homework book has more than 20 pages. He would like to smash the cardboard and dare not tear the book.

I quietly tore off two pages of each homework book and folded the cardboard.

Some children are very good at playing, and they can win a lot with a few cardboards, which makes the friends next to them always envious.

"I just tore two of them. These are all won. Don't tell my mother."

A group of little guys had a great time playing, and there were a bunch of people playing marbles beside them.

Use glass beads to print a hole the size of half a glass bead on the ground, then draw a line at a certain distance, and bounce from the line into the hole.

They definitely won't pop in at first, until everyone pops out their own.

Just aim at each other, as long as you can bounce the opponent's glass bead into the pit, that glass bead is yours.

Therefore, many children will blow off some sand and dust on the ground before playing. If they are so serious about reading and writing homework, they will not often eat fried meat.

"You should play less with cardboard, and you can play spinning tops. These papers are all bought with money, and they are used for your reading."

At that time, one dime was a homework book, and if you asked for money to buy food, the family might not give you a penny, but the family would never be stingy when there were no homework books.

This is the yearning for reading in the countryside. They firmly believe that only by reading can they have a future, and if they can't read, they can only farm in the mountains.

If there are no special circumstances, farming will not succeed.

Zhang An did talk to them, and whether they listened or not was their own business.

This thing is addictive, you tear a few pieces of cardboard out of paper, if you lose, you want to win it back, but you have to have cardboard in your hand, so people will play with you.

So I will always think about continuing to tear up books and homework.

Then I didn't write my homework after school, so I just went to make cardboard.

But it has to be said, they are genuinely happy right now.

Compared with the children of later generations, they at least had a happy childhood and a happy memory.

"Zhang Tie, have you finished your homework? If you come out to play before you finish your homework, I will go home and tell my third aunt."

"Brother An, my brother came out to play before he did his homework." Hearing Zhang An's words, Little Swallow began to reveal his background.

"Okay, okay, I won't play anymore, I'm going home to do my homework, Brother Xiaoan, don't sue my mother."

"Let's go, I won't play today."

Zhang Tie is the king of children, he yelled, and everyone dispersed.

"It's better for our little Yanzi to be good, let's go, brother will buy you a lollipop."

He carried little Yanzi to the canteen of Zhang Xinmin's house, bought her a lollipop, and looked at the kid behind him.

Zhang An bought some spiced melon seeds and divided them among them.

Although each family grows their own melon seeds and peanuts, none of them have been marinated. The five-spice melon seeds sold in this shop are still popular among children.

Every time I have money, I go to the store to buy it, even if it is a dime, I can buy a small cup.

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