Chapter 125

After dinner, song Xintong took the twins to the stable.

Dabao and Xiaobao this is the first time close contact with horses, they are very excited, "sister, can I touch them?"

Xiaobao wanted to touch it, but he didn't dare to come near: "sister, will it bite me?"

"Give it a try, they're mild." Song Xintong said.

Dabao and Xiaobao stood at a high place, leaning out of the railings, and carefully stretched out their hands to the two horses. When they touched them, they were shocked. Then they immediately looked back at Song Xintong, "sister, I touched them, I touched them."

"How do you feel?" Song Xintong holds their backs, and the two fall down beside them.

Dabao said with a smile: "it doesn't bite."

"Well, don't bite." Song Xintong took them down, grabbed a handful of peas and put them in their hands, "come on, you feed them."

The twins lie on the railing and stretch their hands through the gap of the railing. The two horses also cooperate and lower their heads to eat the peas in the palm of the twins' hands.

Two people extremely excited shout: "elder sister, it is licking my hand, good wet."

"They like you both." Song Xintong said.

The twins said, "I like them, too."

Yang Shu, who has been standing on one side, can't help saying: "the girl is lucky. Although these two horses were eliminated from the battlefield, they have good endurance and temperament, and they are very close to the girl and the boy. It seems that they are really predestined."

Song Xintong smiles, "it's really good luck."

"But if the mare is pregnant, it will take a lot of effort to take care of it, and you'll have to pay more attention to it."

Poplar bowed and nodded, "girl, don't worry. I've kept in mind what the doctor said. I've seen people in the stable waiting for horses before. It shouldn't be a big problem."

"That's good." Song Xintong grabs a handful of peas and feeds them to the horse's mouth. He suddenly remembers that winter wheat has been planted in the village. Many people have planted peas. Before, she liked to eat pea soup. Tomorrow, she will plant peas in the half acre of open space outside the house.

Xiaobao listened to such an ear, curiously asked: "sister, Dahong has a child?"

Song Xintong did not respond: "Dahong?"

"Yes." Xiaobao pointed to the mare and explained, "it's all red."

Song Xintong looked at the horse's red and yellow fur and turned his lips.

"This is big black." Dabao said, pointing to the black horse.

Song Xintong eyebrow eye smoked to smoke, "why must take red ah black?"

"There are little black and little yellow at home. They are so big that they are big red and big black." Xiaobao said with words.

Song Xintong curled his lips, you are happy.

"In the future, you will give big... Black." When song Xintong said the name, he stammered, "feed Dahei Dahong, and wash and brush their hair, you know?"

"I know." The twins answered, "after their baby is born, I'll take it out to the back mountain."

"..." Song Xintong pursed his lips, "just feel free."

He took the twins down from the top and said, "well, it's very late. It's time to go back to bed. I have to get up and practice Kung Fu at three o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Good." The twins answered and ran to the yard where they lived.

When the sound came down, the twins, after seeing Daya's Kung Fu, cried out that they wanted to learn martial arts, saying that they would protect her in the future. Song Xintong thinks that it's good for him to strengthen his body, so he arranges to practice martial arts at three minutes every day.

"Sister, the soft cake made by Aunt Wang is delicious."

"She'll do it for you tomorrow." Song Xintong said.

Xiaobao asked, "OK, can I take some to school?"

"Of course."

"Then we have to make a few more pieces, dog eggs, and teachers, and they..."

"Well." After Song Xintong sent them back to the yard, he folded them back again. When he came to the corridor, he saw Yang Shu and Wang standing outside the gate of the second entrance yard with lanterns. He hesitated for a moment and walked over: "nothing's wrong. Go and have a rest."

"Girl, do you want Xiaoyue of a small family to serve you?" Said the poplar.

Song Xintong shook his head. "No, I've already said that I'm a farmer, not a big family in the city. There are not so many rules, and I don't need people to wait on me." After a pause, he said, "there is not much work at home now. You can go back to your room and have a rest when you have finished. Don't be too formal."

Song Xintong saw their prudence and said, "and Xiao hei and Xiao Huang are also very alert. Just pay a little attention in the evening, and have a rest."

"Yes"

Song Xintong nodded and went directly into the second courtyard, and locked the door.

Although the six people they bought all looked honest, they were the first day after all, and they had to be defensive. So after checking the locks of several doors repeatedly, song Xintong went back to his Haitang hospital.

The oil lamp is on in the inverted room.

Wang and his daughter Yang Xiaoyue are staying up late to make quilt covers and bed sheets. "His father, I think the girl is very kind and tolerant. We are really lucky. If it wasn't for the girl, our family might be split up."

Anyone can guess how miserable the fate of being split up is, and like those who are driven out by the master's punishment, if they can't sell it, they are easy to fall into that place and waste their life.

The poplar tree, who was making the bed, said softly, "although the master is kind-hearted, we still have to bear in mind our responsibilities. Don't go beyond the rules."

"I know. That's what I say." Wang's hand action did not stop, "two CHILDES are also very handsome, also taught very well, than our two boys can be sensible."

Yang Gao and Yang Yuan, who are sitting on the edge of the table and writing with water, look up and say plaintively: "Niang."

"Not yet?" Wang's smile, and then and the eldest daughter said: "Xiaoyue, when you have finished these winter clothes, you will go to make clothes for the girl and the two CHILDES. Your craft girl should still like it."

Yang Xiaoyue nodded, "know Niang." Then he quickened his hand.

Wang bit off the thread, and then patted the quilt, "OK, send it to Daya, don't let people wait for a long time."

"Well, I'm going." Yang Xiaoyue got up and took the sewn bedding to Daya's room in the corner. She knocked on the door and said, "sister Daya?"

"Come in."

When Yang Xiaoyue went in, she saw that Daya was taking a horse step. "Sister Daya, the bedding is ready."

"Thank you, Xiaoyue." Da Ya took over the bedding and said with a smile, "I can't get the sewing work. It's better to take the stick than the embroidery needle."

Yang Xiaoyue smiles, "Daya's elder sister is a martial arts practitioner. Naturally, she won't take embroidery needles."

Big Ya embarrassed smile, "Hey, hey, hey."

"That big Ya elder sister rests early, tomorrow also wants to get up early to teach young CHILDES to practice Kung Fu." Yang Xiaoyue said.

Daya quickly nodded: "I know."