The yellow horse was dirty, with dark fur, and its hair was still formed in bunches of horse manure. But his eyes were still full of energy, and he was staring at everyone's actions nervously, sniffing constantly.

The money and goods were all over, and Hu Shang ordered people to get the horse certificate and sign and seal it. He also recruited blacksmiths to prepare to brand the horse with fire seals.

"Dare you ask me, what words are on it?"

"Liu Bei, Zhuo County." After thinking about it, it seemed that everything was right, and the little fat man said.

"I'm sorry, I'll write it out." The blacksmith scratched his head and laughed silly.

"You can't read?" The little fat man couldn't help but look blank, "Then you ask me your name."

"Hehe! I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

The fat man wrote four words "Zhuo County Liu Bei" on the thin iron plate, and the blacksmith followed the strokes, knocked and beat them, and then turned the iron plate over, and a few raised seal characters appeared on the board.

"In this way, printing has already had its origins." The fat man nodded with satisfaction, "Just wait for the paper to become popular."

Although the strong men held it tightly, the fire marks on the ponytail were still hurting, and the yellow horse was stormed and kicked down three people one after another.

"I'm right, she's not ordinary." Su Shuang patted the fat man's shoulder excitedly.

"My home is in the countryside, can you follow me?" the fat man raised his head and asked with a smile.

Su Shuang scratched her head, "It's the countryside..."

“Is there any problem?”

"Actually, I have done everything I should do. I will raise it the same thing when I go to your house. This horse is extraordinary and has a strong temperament. If she doesn't want to die, no one can let her die. God is no exception." Su Shuang told the truth.

"If she doesn't want to die, what do you mean?" the fat man asked hurriedly.

"She has a pony in her belly. How could she die?" Su Shuang said in the little fat man's ear.

The fat man sighed, "I told you why Hu Shang only gave me one gold? It turned out that he knew that there was a child in his womb." In Hu Shang's opinion, the nineteen gold actually bought a small horse in his womb.

Please ask the blacksmith to knock a bar of iron as thick as a thumb into a hexagon for his use. When the little fat man returned to the stable, he saw Su Shuang whispering softly while applying medicine to the wounds of the yellow horse. When the mare calmed down, he put on a bridle, put on the reins, and handed it to the little fat man.

"Go to the wild to find a grass called purslane, which can stop diarrhea." As he said that, Su Shuang took out another weed from his arms.

The little fat man remembers it silently.

In fact, the efficacy of herbal medicine is secondarily. The key is that there is a child in the belly and the mare will never dare to die.

"Thank you." He pulled the reins, but the mare didn't move at all. Su Shuang whispered a few more words to the mare, signaling the fat man to reach out.

The mare sniffed the back of the fat man's hand and sniffed suddenly.

Seeing the fat man shunted back, Su Shuang smiled and said, "She is smelling you."

Remembering the smell of the fat man, the mare let him lead him out of the stable.

Carrying the only golden cake and holding a sick horse, the fat man walked out of the horse market with a swagger amid the ridicule of the people around him.

"If you don't have money, don't learn to buy horses. This wilted guy will die halfway through the road before he returns home."

"That's right, that's right. This kid is also a slut, most of whom have been deceived. If you want to say that these treacherous Hu Shangs are more hateful than the other!"

"Seeing that he doesn't look like a rich man, hey, he's probably a poor person."

Hearing everyone's comments, the fat man's face was tight, but he was very happy. After thinking about it, he led his horse back and told Hu Shang: "The jelly is cold and not heat-resistant. It is best to keep it frozen and not hide it too much. It will be damaged over time."

"Thank you for your advice." Hu Shang bowed solemnly and asked his servant to get a piece of golden cake.

The fat man shook his head and refused.

When they led the horse out, everyone sighed even more. The money and goods were paid, and they could never withdraw. Please accept your fate, boy.

As people came and went, the fat man and his sick horse were soon overwhelmed by the bustling crowd.

Along the way, my mother wanted to speak but stopped, and the fat man blinked outside the car with a smile.

The partition wall has ears.

My mother simply stopped asking.

The sick horse is tied to the ox cart and follows each other step by step. Although he is sick, he can hold on.

At dusk, he arrived at the entrance of Lousang Village. After paying the money, he asked the ox cart to return and led the horse to the stream with his mother. The clear stream water washed away the dirt on the horse's body. The mother used a small comb from Su Shuang to smooth out the hair finely, and then pulled it up from the water. The yellow horse had already become a little charming.

"Mother, this is a mare with a young son in her belly."

"So that's it." The mother nodded happily, "Has she changed her horse?"

"And one gold."

"So much!" the little woman covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Although there was no one around, the fat man still lowered his voice and said, "This matter cannot be done much, and my mother will forget it."

"Okay." The trees are fascinated by the forest, and the wind will destroy them. You know that you are hiding your weakness at a young age, and your mother is deeply relieved.

When the horse ate the tender grass along the bank of the stream, he took it home. Halfway through, I bought a cart of wheat straw from my uncle's house and prepared to cover the stable with thick wheat straw. Although the old house at home has been disrepair for a long time, it has walls but not frames, and there are still stables.

The little fat man still underestimated the value of a horse.

Early the next morning, the door was surrounded by people. There were adults and children, and even the old patriarch came. Unlike the idle people watching the fun, the old patriarch came to see the transaction certificate.

He knew best what was going on at the little fat man’s house. The little fat man’s father was in bed for a long time and his property had been pawned. His daily life was very hard, so how could he have enough money to buy a horse?

After looking at the fire seal and then, the old patriarch breathed a sigh of relief.

"This horse is sick and I'm very happy to take care of it." After leaving a sentence, the old patriarch drove away the crowd watching the fun and stood up and left.

Things suddenly became more and more common. The horses and the chickens were fed, and by the way, the queen bee was also.

The fat man rushed to the kitchen, but the fat worm disappeared. I searched carefully and said, "Okay, I went back to half of the beehive."

There are many wooden boards in the house. I borrowed a saw and an iron hammer from my uncle's house, and saw it into wood chips with my mother according to the size of the bookcase. Then, I used the hexagonal iron bars made by the blacksmith of the Mashi City to match the hammer to make dense holes on the layers of wooden boards. Just insert them neatly into the box and the beehive is completed.

Of course, most of these tasks were done by my mother.

Although the damp wooden boards are almost decay, it is not easy to punch holes one by one. My mother said that it is not too late to wash and dry before packing them, but the fat man is afraid that the queen will not last for that long.

The mother smiled and pointed to the mare, and the fat man immediately sighed.

Let everything be with your destiny.

The children scattered the purslane picked on the road to the friends, and then supplemented with the temptation of honey.

Just mow the grass. Neither the little fat man nor the little woman is this material. Leaving the stocking is the best choice. If you lead the horse to the stream, the little fat man can catch insects and herd horses without delay.

Maybe it’s because of illness and pregnancy, the mare is lazy and cruel. Anyway, she always paces while eating grass, and never even trots. She takes it out in the morning and takes it back in the evening, and is not afraid of running away.

It is easy to deal with on rainy days. If the straw under your body is sprinkled with bran, the mare will not be able to leave the stable and have a good meal. The herbs we found are supplemented with fresh forage and clean residence, so that the mare's condition will improve day by day.

A half of a candy cake was spent on one person, and the mother and son sat side by side in front of the porch, quietly watching the rain line.
Chapter completed!