After leaving the courtyard gate of the Qin family, walk two miles along the mountain road in the southeast direction and then you will see a crossroads. Then walk five miles due south along the crossroads to reach Fanjiazhuang. Speaking of Fanjiazhuang, that's amazing. This Zhuangzi became a big shot and became a high official in the imperial court. Because of this person's relationship, one person in Zhuangzi achieved enlightenment and the chicken and dog ascended to heaven.
Originally a notoriously poor village in the Yezhugou area, old houses were replaced with new ones. With the help of big shots, the lives of the villagers in Fanjiazhuang became better and better day by day. Junjun's buyer is the long-term employee of a wealthy family in Fanjiazhuang.
At the beginning of the morning, the long-term worker in civilian clothes arrived at the door of Qin's house as promised. After checking Junjun's teeth and physical health, the long-term worker held the reins and raised his hands to Qin Yigong: "The money and goods have been cleared, Qin Orion, if nothing happens, I will go back."
The moment he saw Chang Gong holding the reins, Qin Lang's eyes turned red. He turned away, stretched out his little hands and rubbed his eyes, trying to stop the tears that were about to fall. My brother once said that people should keep their word, even if they are reluctant to give up, they must do what they promised to others.
Xu Shi saw the stranger holding the reins. Junjun shook his head and stamped his feet uneasily, looking at Qin Yi closely with his bright black eyes. Qin Yiying had not slept all night, and there was a dark blue under his eyes. His slender hands stroked Junjun's mane over and over again. Thinking that he would never be able to run with Junjun again after today, Qin Yi's voice became hoarse as if he had been smoked for a long time: "Please wait a moment."
He patted Junjun's neck gently, turned and walked towards the eaves of the corridor. Two bundles of fresh thatch were tied under the eaves of the corridor. The broken thatch poles were filled with juice and smelled sweet. Qin Yi picked up a bundle of thatch in one hand and walked quickly to Junjun, "This is the grass seed I brought from the border. Junjun likes to eat it. Bring two bundles first to prevent it from getting used to it when it gets home."
Large families have dedicated horse servants to take care of their horses, and each family feeds them with different fodder. Not knowing what kind of fodder the Fan family fed, Qin Yi cut two large bundles of thatch early in the morning, fearing that Junjun would not eat it.
He originally thought he could be free and easy enough to watch Junjun leave, but when Qin Yi tied the thatch to the horse's back with his own hands, he suddenly couldn't hold himself any longer. Qin Yi lowered his head and closed his eyes, trying to adjust his chaotic breathing. After checking the hemp ropes that bound the thatch, Qin Yi waved to the long-term worker: "I'll send it away just a short distance away."
The tall horse carried two tall bundles of thatch on its back. Even if he was being held by someone, Junjun would look back after taking two steps. The big horse's eyes were full of confusion: Why is the owner not in front of it?
Seeing his little friend walking away, the general hurriedly chased after him, but when he saw his master still standing under the eaves, he stopped abruptly. It stood anxiously at the door of the courtyard, as if it had realized something, and its curly upturned tail slowly drooped.
"Wow - I want Junjun, I want Junjun -" When the swaying thatch on the horse disappeared from sight, Qin Lang could no longer hypnotize himself. He rushed down the corridor and walked desperately towards Junjun along the road he walked. Run forward. He ran so fast that he didn't even care if he lost his shoes.
Qin Lang's face was filled with tears, and he howled at the top of his lungs. The child who had always spoken softly burst out with the strongest emotions.
"Qin Lang, Qin Lang, stop chasing!" Suddenly, Qin Lang's body was suspended in the air, and Qin Yi hugged his younger brother who was trying to catch up with the horse. Qin Lang, who was picked up by Qin Yi, was like an angry little beast. He pushed and kicked Qin Yi, and asked Qin Yi hoarsely: "Why, why did you sell Junjun? Give Junjun back to me, ugh Woo hoo, give it back to me—"
With Qin Yi's strength, it was easy to restrain Qin Lang, who had thin arms and legs, but he did nothing. He just hugged Qin Lang tightly and watched Junjun leave. Despite Qin Lang's kicking and beating, Qin Yi remained motionless and silent. It wasn't until Qin Lang was too tired to move his hands and feet that he withdrew his gaze and walked towards home with his younger brother in his arms.
Qin Lang held Qin Yi's neck with both hands. After venting his anger, he felt weak all over and could only cry silently with his big eyes open. Qin Lang's tears flowed faster when he thought that he would never see Junjun again, and that Junjun was working hard in someone else's house, starving and freezing.
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Jian Jia stood at the crossroads leading to Fanjia Village and stretched her neck in the direction of Qin's family. Why didn't Fan's family workers show up after being gone for so long? Is there another road leading to Fanjiacun?
Thinking of this possibility, Jian Jia's complexion suddenly changed. She pursed her lips and looked at the mountain road to the south, deciding to wait a little longer. If Mrs. Fan really took another route on horseback, she would go to Fanjia Village along the mountain road in front of her.
The shadows of the trees were bright, and Jian Jia moved anxiously under the tree. She reached for the small kitchen knife on her waist, and her eyes couldn't help but drift to the mule cart parked at the fork in the road. A mule carriage is similar to a carriage, except that the driver is a mule instead of a horse.
It is not unusual to encounter a mule cart on the road, but it is strange to see a mule cart quietly parked on the road without a driver. The gray-black mule carriage is hung with dark blue cloth curtains, and there should be someone behind the curtains.
Deep in the mountains and old forests, the mule cart parked at the fork in the road, the lone woman... Jian Jia's nerves couldn't help but tighten, and she pressed her hand on the handle of the knife.
At this moment, the clatter of horse hooves came from the direction of the Qin family. Looking around, I saw the long-term worker of the Fan family appearing on the mountain road holding Junjun who was covered in thatch. Jian Jia couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, she had waited.
Before the long-term worker could reach the fork in the road, Jian Jia hurried forward to greet him: "Master, Master Fan, please stay!"
Mr. Fan glanced at Jian Jia in confusion. He stopped and asked politely, "May I ask what this girl does for a living?"
Jian Jia had organized her words early, but she was still a little embarrassed when she actually said it, "Master, I am... I am Qin Orion's wife. My husband-in-law sold the horse to your master a few days ago. I want to The horse was redeemed, I wonder if the master can make it easier." She originally thought that she would be a little embarrassed to say that she was Qin Yi's wife, but Jian Jia found that she was not as shy as she thought?
In order to show his sincerity, Jian Jia presented the money bag with both hands: "My husband-in-law said that the horse was sold for five taels of silver, and there are more than five taels of silver here. Do you think you can be accommodating?"
Mr. Fan's eyes moved from Jian Jia's face to the money bag, and he frowned: "Ms. Qin family, aren't you making things difficult for me? I'm just a long-term worker. How can I make such a decision?"
Jian Jia also understood this truth, but she still wanted to work harder. She opened the money bag and revealed the copper plates and silver horns inside: "Master, I know I have made it difficult for you. It's just that horses are of great significance to my husband-in-law. , if I had to watch it being taken away today, I would feel really guilty. I won’t let your help go in vain, I will give you all the money in it, take a look..."
The long-term worker quickly glanced in the direction of the mule cart, and glanced at the money bag with regretful eyes, "Ms. Qin family, it's not that I'm unkind, it's just that I really can't help. If I can't bring the horse back today, I'm afraid this I won't be able to keep my job. Please don't embarrass me."
Jian Jia took a deep breath and made up her mind: "In that case, can I follow you to Fanjiazhuang? I will personally discuss with your master about redeeming the horse?"
Before Chang Gong could speak, Jian Jia heard a slow and gentle voice coming from behind: "Who is making a noise outside?"
Mr. Fan raised his voice and said: "Master, the Qin family's daughter-in-law stopped the villain. She wanted to redeem the horse, but the villain did not agree. She also wanted to follow the villain back to Zhuangzi to have an interview with you."
Jian Jia was stunned for a moment, and then a light of surprise flashed in her eyes. She was so lucky. The person sitting in the mule cart turned out to be the master of the Fan family who had bought Junjun. Judging from the voice, Mr. Fan must be a bit old. I hope he can give himself a chance to redeem Junjun.
"Oh?" Mr. Fan calmly opened the curtain, revealing his fair and fat face. Jian Jia quickly glanced at Mr. Fan. Mr. Fan had a round figure and gray hair on his temples. He was holding a book in his hand and looked leisurely and calm. He seemed to be a reasonable man.
Jian Jia walked quickly to the mule cart and saluted Mr. Fan generously: "Hello Mr. Fan, I am a member of Orion Qin's family. I heard that my husband-in-law sold the horse to you, and I wanted to give him the horse." I’m redeeming it, I wonder if you can agree to it.”
Mr. Fan looked Jian Jia up and down, and his eyes fell on the hairpin on Jian Jia's temples. He closed the book slowly and put one hand on the car window: "At that time, Qin Orion sold the horse for five taels of silver. I gave it to him a few days ago. I also promised him a few days of grace. If you pick up a horse again one day, I have done my utmost to be kind and righteous in terms of emotion and reason. If you can't give me a reason to convince me, you won't be able to redeem the horse today."
Jian Jia sighed softly, and when she looked up again, there were some tears in her eyes: "Mr. Fan, to be honest, Qin Orion sold the horse for me. I am originally from Jianjia Village, but I am the only daughter in the family. Before my parents died, I was afraid that I would be alone and helpless, so I adopted a stepbrother from the clan. I originally thought that my stepbrother would take care of me, but unexpectedly, my stepbrother was obsessed with gambling and lost a lot of money in the town's gambling house."
In this way, Jian Jia told Master Fan that she was sold by her stepbrother and sister-in-law, and that Qin Yi sold her property to collect betrothal gifts. At the end, she sighed softly: "I also know that it is difficult to redeem the items sold, but if there is no way to redeem the horse, I will feel really sorry."
Jian Jia looked directly into Master Fan's eyes and held out her money bag again: "Here is all the money I have. I hope Master Fan can give me a chance to bring back the horse."
I heard the sound of blowing my nose. I turned around and saw the long-term worker of the Fan family with red eyes and tears in his eyes: "Oh, oh, oh, sir - it's so touching. It's not easy for Hunter Qin."
The corners of Mr. Fan's lips couldn't help but twitch. He glanced at the long-term worker helplessly and said with disdain: "It's not appropriate to have tears and tears. Wipe them off quickly."
Changgong turned his back and blew his nose louder. Listening to the long sound, Jian Jia felt that her expression could no longer be stretched.
Mr. Fan's eyes swept over Junjun's body and paused when he landed on the thatch. He sighed and said: "No wonder Hunter Qin is willing to sell such a good horse at a low price. It turns out to be for this reason. In order not to He did not hesitate to sell the horse that followed him all over the country to let his benefactor's daughter suffer. What a righteousness and loyalty this is."
Mr. Fan's eyes fell on Jian Jia again: "You're not bad either. In order to prevent the benefactor who saved you from losing your beloved horse, you walked alone... you are so kind and pure!"
"If I don't let you redeem the horse today, wouldn't it mean that you are an unkind and unkind person who takes away someone's love? Well, let's form a good relationship. You can redeem the horse with a few more coins."
Jian Jia's eyes suddenly lit up. She was surprised and happy and saluted Mr. Fan: "Thank you, Mr. Fan!" After saying that, she held the money bag in front of Mr. Fan: "The money is all here, please invite Mr. Fan." Take a look."
Mr. Fan glanced at the money bag and picked out a few silver coins inside. He didn't seem to be interested in the copper coins. He returned the 800 copper coins in the money bag to Jian Jia. After a pause, Mr. Fan said slowly: "I think this hairpin on your head is good..."
Jian Jia raised her hand and took off the hairpin and handed it to Master Fan: "It is a blessing to be praised by Master Fan."
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The red horse turned around and walked towards the Qin family courtyard. Jian Jia's figure was obscured by the horse and was no longer visible. Mr. Fan held the hairpin in his hand and watched the horse go away. He said with nostalgia in his eyes: "It really looks like..."
Mr. Fan quickly took the reins of the mule: "Hey, Master, I regret it a little. Sure enough, I still like big horses! That horse of the Qin family is so handsome~"
Mr. Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and cursed: "Who was crying just now? Don't talk nonsense, come back quickly." After saying that, he put the hairpin into his sleeve, the mule cart shook, and Mr. Fan slowly picked up the book again, "A gentleman has the beauty of an adult. Ah~ beautiful, beautiful!”
