Chapter 59 One more thing is worse than one less thing!
"Who is in charge, come out and speak?"

This Qian Zong not only had a cold face, but his voice was also as cold as imagined.

The middle-aged man at the head of the guard quickly stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "This general, I am responsible for taking care of this place. What do you have to do with me, general?"

Mr. Qian took off the token on his waist and threw it to the guards to show his identity.

After the guard saw it, he quickly held it in both hands and sent it back.

Mr. Qian asked, "Is there a merchant here named Hu Sheng who has driven a group of horses from the northwest in the past few days?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded, "General, there really is such a merchant, but he only stayed for three or four days, and drove his horses south yesterday."

"Going south?" Mr. Qian frowned, very impatient. He thought for a while and then ordered, "Find all the dark horses here, we want to check them out."

The officer didn't dare to neglect. Although he didn't know why he wanted to check the dark horse, he still urged the merchants to prepare quickly.

Soon, all the dark horses were pulled out, and Mr. Qian personally inspected them one by one, and finally looked even more disappointed.

He just said hello and continued south with his troops.

He came in a hurry and left in an even more hectic manner, leaving all the servants and merchants confused.

Someone asked, "Did someone steal the army's war horse?"

"It's possible, and it's still black. Fortunately, we don't have it here, otherwise we will really get into trouble." Another person replied with a smile.

Suddenly, a guard seemed to remember something, and said, "Didn't you sell a sick horse yesterday, and it was also black?"

Everyone was stunned, but when they glanced at each other, they all felt that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Besides, this sick horse may not be the one that Mr. Qian was looking for just now.

If you talk too much, you will delay Mr. Qian's business, but your good intentions will not come to fruition...

The twilight will not stop because of anyone, and it will come as promised.

In Taijia Village, the chimneys of every house began to emit green smoke.

The women are busy in the kitchen, working hard to fill the stomachs of the whole family, wishing to sprinkle a handful of rice and cook a big pot of thick porridge.

In the courtyard of Tai's house, Mr. Tai hugged his granddaughter and was feeding the black horse.

The big dark horse is getting more and more energetic, and his illness has gone away to seven or eight points.

Mr. Tai stretched out his hand to pat the big black horse's head, helping it clean the grass fragments from its mane, and there was an indescribable love and nostalgia in his eyes.

Zhuzhu rubbed his grandfather's neck, stretched out his chubby hands, and touched the black horse together, laughing and giggling from time to time.

The old man is also in a good mood, smiling and chatting with his granddaughter.

"Does Zhuzhu know, Grandpa, when he was young, he also fed a black horse, which was even more handsome than our Dahei. It was the king of horses in the whole herd, and it was also the mount of the great general. It was very smart! Sometimes Ah, Grandpa thought it was going to become a spirit!"

Before Zhuzhu could understand, Black Horse became jealous. He shook his head and rubbed against the old man's palm, turning his lips.

The old man laughed loudly, and quickly coaxed the black horse, "My Dahei is still young, and if he grows a year longer, he will be even more handsome, the best horse in the world!"

The black horse just gave up, lowered its head and munched on the hay.

Zhuzhu thought of those horses in the sky, they all ate the tenderest and sweetest grass, so she felt a little pitiful for Dahei.

So, her chubby pointed to the big mountain in the east of the village, and shouted, "Grandpa, go up the mountain, there is green grass for Dahei to eat!"

The old man nodded his granddaughter's little nose and complained, "Is it because your brothers are naughty and want to go up the mountain, so they sent you to trouble grandpa again?"

Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue just came in from the outside with firewood in their arms, and when they heard this, they hurriedly protested.

"Grandpa, we didn't say we were going up the mountain!"

"That's right, even if we go up the mountain, we dare not bring pearls with us!"

The old man waved his hand and pushed his grandchildren away, "If you don't say anything, don't say anything, hurry up and burn the kang."

After that, he put his little granddaughter on the black horse and gave the black horse a basin of water.

Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue looked at it with envy, and hurriedly ran into the house like crazy, and burned the kang quickly, thinking that when they came out, they could follow their sister to enjoy the glory and ride a horse for a while.

The old man watched the black horse drink the water, and was about to carry his little granddaughter down when he heard a loud "plop" in the room, which made the whole house tremble.

Zhuzhu was startled, and she was about to fall off the horse when she tilted her body. Fortunately, the black horse was spiritual and turned her body.

Mr. Tai also had quick eyesight and quick hands. He hugged his granddaughter and settled it on his shoulders, hugged her with his broken arm, and then quickly rushed to the main room.

Yang Lihua and Liu Dongniang also came out of the kitchen, and Tai Jizu and Tai Jizong, who were working in the back garden, also hurried over.

As soon as everyone pushed the door open, Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue rushed out.

The two boys were like two scorched sorghum stalks. Except for their teeth, there was no white spot on their bodies, and a large piece of hair on their foreheads was burnt.

Everyone was startled, and then burst out laughing.

Liu Dongniang gave them a slap in the face and cursed, "Did you stuff too much firewood again? Is it so blocked that the kang hole is smoking?"

Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue scratched the back of their heads, feeling ashamed and wronged.

Tai Yonglu spoke cleverly, and was the first to yell, "We saw my sister riding a horse, and I wanted to ride too. I just wanted to finish the fire and get out quickly..."

Tai Yongyue also nodded vigorously, "I didn't expect that the firewood was choked (the firewood was packed too densely and lacked oxygen to burn). When we went to the stove door to blow air, we were sprayed by the flames."

As he spoke, he probably felt his eyebrows itchy, raised his hand and rubbed it, and his eyebrows fell off in a rustle...

Everyone looked at the boy who lost one eyebrow, and almost laughed like crazy!
Zhuzhu hugged her grandfather, her fat little body laughing and pouting, almost falling down.

"Brother has no eyebrows, he looks like a monster!"

Tai Yongyue quickly wiped his face twice, but he looked more and more like a cat!
Everyone couldn't help it, so they pulled him aside and went into the house to check.

Tai Yongning was in the east room, not burning the kang yet, and he was across the main room, so he didn't get choked.

Finally, everyone found the little black dog hiding under the pottery basin in the west room.

"Oh, this little thing is really smart. He is afraid of burning his fur, so he actually knows how to hide!"

"Don't say it's burning, hide in the basin, and you won't be able to choke it!"

The little black dog barked twice at Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue, his tone full of anger.

Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue were very guilty, and promised to make sorghum and rice porridge from the bone broth at night, and share half a bowl with it, which made the little black dog retract his bared teeth!

The old man saw it funny and sighed, so he went to the cattle and horse market and brought back a horse and a dog that seemed to have become sperm...

Soon, everyone cleaned up the mess made by the two naughty boys before setting the table for dinner.

The little black dog got his wish and hugged the broken pottery bowl, and ate its portion of bone broth porridge with relish, wagging its tail from time to time, feeling extremely happy.

The family members watched it and were in a good mood, chatting while eating.

"Dad, the black horse and the puppy have entered our house. Can we give them a good name?" Tai Jizu rarely took the initiative to speak, "Big Hei and Xiao Hei call them like this. I always feel that it is too tacky."

The old man was open-minded, and asked everyone, "What do you think is a good name?"

(End of this chapter)

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