Qin Lang cried hard, his eyes were red and swollen. Even though he had calmed down at this moment, his body was still sobbing uncontrollably. Qin Yi wanted to send his brother to his room, but his feet seemed to be out of control. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the stable.
The Qin family's stable is in the north of the house. It used to be the Qin family's old house. Since half of the wall collapsed, the old house has been converted into a stable. The two open stables faced south, with bundles of thatch piled in the western room. The eastern stable was empty, and the bay-red horses grazing with their heads down were missing.
Qin Yi bent down and put Qin Lang down. He stretched out his hand and touched the railing in front of the stable where the horse rope was tied. After a long moment of silence, he picked up the shovel, walked into the stable, and started cleaning.
There were footsteps in front of the stable. Uncle Qin, who had a complex expression, walked slowly to the front of the stable and looked at the empty stable. The second uncle seemed to be talking to himself or comforting Qin Yi: "It's okay, it's okay. Fanjiazhuang is leaving." It's close, go and see it when you want to be handsome. Save more money and redeem it sooner..."
Qin Yi was silent, his usually straight back slightly bent, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on his back. Usually when he was cleaning the stables, Junjun would always rub his body with his big head. At that time, he always pushed Junjun away. If he knew that this day would come, what would he do even if he stood in the stable and let Junjun rub him all day long?
After carefully tidying up the stables, Qin Yi looked around and discovered the difference. It seems that he has not seen Jian Jia since Mr. Fan came to the house. At first, he thought Jian Jia was embarrassed to see strangers and went back to her room to rest, but the long-term worker had been gone for so long, why didn't he see her go out?
Qin Yi frowned. Could it be that Jian Jia went out? If that's the case... Looking sideways at the empty stable, his eyes dimmed a bit.
"Go back." After standing for a while, Qin Yi gently touched Qin Lang's head, "Brother will cook porridge for you at noon."
Qin Lang didn't hear the gloom in his brother's voice, and just followed Qin Yi's footsteps obediently.
"Woof woof——" The general suddenly pricked up his ears and barked twice toward the south. When Qin Yi lowered his head, he saw the general turned into an afterimage excitedly and rushed out, his fluffy tail raised high.
This reaction... usually only occurs when meeting someone you know.
"Huh-uh-oh, stop, stop, stop, stop! Qin Yi, Qin Yi! I can't handle it!" Jian Jia's exclamation came from the yard to the south. It was mixed with the general's cry and Junjun's snort.
Qin Yi's heart jumped suddenly, and before his consciousness returned, he had already rushed towards the yard. There is a gravel road outside the west courtyard wall that can be used for horse racing. When walking from here, you can reach the end in the blink of an eye. But today, time has become extremely long.
Stepping on small stones and crossing the lush vegetable field, Qin Yi looked through the thatch that was taller than a person's head. With just one glance, he saw Jian Jia sitting on Junjun's body, fussing around.
After redeeming Junjun, Jian Jia couldn't wait to let the two Qin brothers know about this happy event. So she followed the method Qin Yi taught her and climbed onto the saddle, controlling Junjun to walk towards home.
How cool she was when she was riding a horse, but how embarrassed she felt when she got home.
She originally wanted to control Junjun to walk under the eaves of the corridor, so that she could step on the eaves and dismount. As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, Junjun just stretched his neck and gnawed on the thatch. As soon as the reins were tightened, Junjun shook his head violently. Sitting on the horse, she was shaken so hard that she felt flustered. In the end, she could only use her ultimate move to summon Qin Yi.
"Ah - ah - Junjun! It's Junjun!" Qin Lang screamed hoarsely, and his little figure happily threw himself at the maroon horse. Facing the lost treasure, not to mention Qin Lang couldn't hold his breath, even Qin Yi couldn't control his frantic heartbeat.
Qin Lang's body was lifted up by Qin Yi again. This guy was so happy that he even wanted to hug Junjun's hind legs. Qin Yi grabbed Qin Lang with his left arm and carried him to the eaves of the corridor: "You can't hold him back."
After confirming that his reckless brother was safe, Qin Yi walked quickly to the horse. He stretched out his hands to Jian Jia: "Don't be afraid, give me your hands."
Just as Jian Jia stretched out her hand, she felt a drag force coming from her arm. Her body slid towards Qin Yi, and the next moment her waist was held by Qin Yi, and then her feet stepped on the solid ground.
This is not the first time Jian Jia has dismounted. Qin Yi carried her down like this last time, but the last time her feet touched the ground, Qin Yi let go of his hand and took a step back. This time, Qin Yi's hand did not let go. Jian Jia could see Qin Yi's deep eyes as long as she raised her head.
Seeing the owner, Junjun gave Qin Yi's arm a perfunctory gesture, then lowered his head and continued to eat grass, completely unaware that he had been sold once. This arch brought back Qin Yi's consciousness. He let go of Jian Jia and held the reins skillfully.
Feeling the familiar tugging force, Qin Yi took a few deep breaths while holding the reins, and said in a trembling voice: "You redeemed it."
Jian Jia smiled and nodded: "Yes, are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy?"
Qin Yi only nodded dullly, the corners of his lips raised, and his dark brown pupils became brighter and brighter. Qin Lang hugged Jian Jia's thigh without any image, and the joy of regaining made him cry and laugh uncontrollably. He could only repeat "sister" and "Junjun" in his mouth.
Jian Jia smiled and rubbed Qin Lang's forehead, and joked: "Let me see which little crybaby is dropping the golden beans?"
Qin Yi looked deeply at Jian Jia. When his eyes fell on Jian Jia's temples, the corners of his raised lips fell back to their original positions. During dinner this morning, Jian Jia still had a silver hairpin on her temples. After going out, the hairpin disappeared.
Jian Jia noticed Qin Yi's gaze. She raised her hand and touched her temples and said with a smile: "I was lucky today and met Mr. Fan. Mr. Fan only needed five taels of silver and a silver hairpin to return Junjun. Give it to me. By the way, there is also this." She took out a deed from her sleeve, "This is Junjun's deed, for you."
In Dajing, horses are valuable items, and the deed is like the horse's ID card, with the horse's color, age and other characteristics written on it. The person who gets the deed will own the horse. This is the first time Jian Jia has come into contact with this thing. If Master Fan hadn't taken out the deed, she would have just paid the money and taken the horse and left.
Qin Yi took the deed and took a look at it. Yes, this deed was indeed handsome. On that day, he personally handed the deed to Mr. Fan, but he didn't expect that it would be back in his hands today. Although the deed was in hand, Qin Yi could not accept it calmly. In his opinion, the person who redeemed Junjun was Jian Jia. From today on, Junjun belongs to her.
Qin Yi folded the deed and handed it to Jian Jia: "Please accept it, Junjun will be your horse from now on."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jian Jia's eyes widened in surprise: "No, Qin Orion, I have redeemed the horse for you, and you still want to blackmail me?" Don't think she doesn't know, raising a horse It’s a lot of work. Every horse has to eat one-tenth to one-twentieth of its body weight in food every day. Even so, if you want the horse to grow well, you have to get up in the middle of the night to feed it.
This is unreasonable, Jian Jia can't get up at all.
Jian Jia stuffed the deed into Qin Yi's arms and said, half teasingly and half teasingly: "Do your own thing, don't expect others to clean it up for you." After that, she took Qin Lang's little hand and walked happily home.
Qin Yi held the deed in a daze and looked in the direction of the door. Jian Jia's voice came from the courtyard: "What would Lang'er want to eat for lunch today?" Qin Yi couldn't hear clearly what Qin Lang was saying, but Qin Yi heard Jian Jia's smiling response: "Okay."
Looking up at the blue sky and listening to Junjun's breathing, Qin Yi suddenly smiled. This smile was like the melting of a glacier.
He carefully folded the deed and put it in his arms, straightened his back, held the reins and walked slowly towards the stable.
It's still early. I wonder if I can bring some prey back for dinner now that I'm going up the mountain?
