My 1995 Small Farm.

The weather is nice.

After a delicious lunch, everyone went back to work in the greenhouse in the afternoon.

The vegetable greenhouse occupies only two acres.

The greenhouse looks quite large after it was built.

However, with so many people, even if not all the villagers are skilled farmers, they can still easily handle such a simple task as growing vegetables.

It's only two acres of land. If those leaders hadn't come to join in the fun this morning, they would have finished it long ago.

In the afternoon, the leaders went to see Chen Ling pick water chestnuts; they got to work and quickly finished planting the vegetables.

The next step is to dig irrigation ditches and canals.

The irrigation ditch is for irrigating vegetables and is relatively narrow.

The ditches are for raising fish, so they are wider.

Chen Ling drew up simple blueprints and had Wang Lixian direct the villagers on how to dig.

Actually, Chen Ling was originally supposed to be in charge of overseeing the digging of the ditch, specifically how it should be done.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong with the packhorse.

If your own livestock is sick, you definitely can't delay.

After finishing his meal, Chen Ling picked up his toolbox and led the packhorse and the little blue horse to the riverbank.

A large group of people followed behind him, whispering among themselves the whole way.

These people had never seen a horse treated before, and they were very curious.

Chen Ling ignored the people who had come to join in the fun.

He just led the horse while occasionally calling out to Rui Rui and Da Tou, who were running around aimlessly ahead.

Arrived at the river.

The little blue horse obediently and cleverly took small steps to graze on the hillside.

Of course, its docility is only superficial. If you look closely, you'll see that it's still restless, glancing around while eating grass with its head down.

The packhorse remained obedient and silent throughout.

After arriving at the riverbank, she stood quietly beside Chen Ling, except for her right rear foot, where the hoof tip touched the ground, just like a person standing on tiptoe.

No wonder Old Wu and the others said that the packhorse's posture was quite ladylike.

That's really something.

It's just that there's something wrong with its hoof.

Chen Ling first circled the packhorse, found a suitable spot, placed his toolbox on the side of the packhorse's injured leg, and took out a hoof trimmer and iron shears.

Seeing this, Rui Rui and Da Tou found it strange and ran towards Chen Ling with a cry.

Old Wu was closer, and the old man was faster than the two little kids.

"Master, how do I do it? I'll help you..."

"I'll help you out, that's fine. You can hand me the tools later."

Chen Lingchong, his old apprentice, chuckled and looked up to wave at Yu Qi'an and a young man from the provincial TV station: "Qi'an, Xiao Wang, you two come here. Qi'an, you hold the reins, and Xiao Wang, you help out as needed."

The two walked over, and Yu Qi'an asked curiously, "What's going on? This packhorse is so docile, are you afraid it will cause trouble?"

Chen Ling rolled his eyes: "The horse's hoof is rotten. If I dig it open, it will definitely hurt. Who knows if it will go crazy if it hurts?"

Old Wu was a good apprentice, and he hurriedly came over: "Oh? Master, you're so close to the packhorse, what if it kicks you because it's in pain?"

This was exactly what many leaders wanted to ask, and they all looked over with curiosity.

Secretary Zhang hurriedly said, "Yes, Xiao Chen, you're so close to the packhorse, it's too dangerous... Why don't we find a place to tie its hooves before taking it to the vet?"

Then he walked over to Rui Rui and the other two and said, "Good children, come here quickly, Grandpa will go play over there."

Chen Ling laughed and said, "It's alright. This horse kicks straight back. If you stand directly behind it to trim its hooves, you might get kicked twice. I'm fine because I'm to its side. Its hooves don't bend to kick people."

If it were a cow, it would stand directly behind.

This cow can only kick to the side, not backwards.

Everyone suddenly realized: "Ah? So that's how it is!"

They rarely come to the countryside and have little contact with livestock, so how would they know these things?

Friends from Hong Kong and Taiwan were particularly intrigued, finding the difference quite interesting.

Chen Ling waved his hand: "Come on, let's start. Old Wu, cover your nose, it stinks when you dig up these horseshoes."

Old Wu waved his hand in imitation of Chen Ling: "Master, you underestimate me. I suffered when I was young. What's a little stench?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Ling had already swiftly grabbed the packhorse's right hind hoof and pulled the horseshoe off...

With a 'pfft'.

As soon as the horseshoe was pulled off, red pus and blood spurted out.

Then white pus began to flow outwards along the edge of the hoof.

A foul stench followed.

Old Wu's face instantly turned green.

With a "vomit," she covered her nose and staggered back several steps, then began to cough violently.

Yu Qi'an also let out a strange cry: "Damn, how long has this hoof been rotten? It smells so bad."

However, fearing that the horse would go mad from the pain, he held the reins tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Daddy, it smells bad."

Rui Rui quickly covered her nose and pulled Da Tou towards Secretary Zhang and the others to hide.

The little blue horse on the slope suddenly raised its head, twitched its nose twice, and seemed extremely shocked.

Chen Ling had already let go of the packhorse's hooves, which were covered in pus. "Hahaha, what did I tell you? I smelled these hooves before eating, do you think I don't know how smelly they are?"

"Ugh, Master, ugh, these horseshoes are rotten! They smell worse than rotten seafood, ugh..."

Old Wu's face was still green, and he kept gagging while covering his nose.

Although the old man had suffered hardships in his youth, he had been living a life of luxury for many years and could no longer tolerate such a stench.

"It's not broken, it's not broken, it's only half rotten," Chen Ling said with a smile.

Seeing the pus oozing from the packhorse's hooves, he immediately felt relieved.

The packhorse's hooves were indeed rotten, but only a small part of them were rotten.

The reason is simple: when the horseshoes were nailed on, the skin and flesh inside the hoof were damaged.

This skin is the genuine skin of a horse's hoof.

Normally protected by hooves, and with the constant pressure from walking, this skin is quite tough.

However, there is a risk of injury when nailing horseshoes.

To put it simply, when nailing the hooves, the nails weren't installed properly; they tilted inwards and went crooked.

If a horse is directly injured by a hoof nail, it will be unable to walk after the horseshoe is nailed on. If the nail is pulled out on the spot, the hoof will bleed immediately.

What I fear most is a packhorse like the one in front of me.

When shoeing horses, the nails need to be straight, which is quite tricky because it doesn't seem like a problem at first.

Horses don't feel pain.

But the more you walk around, the more the inside gets damaged by the crooked nails.

This injury isn't serious yet, and it won't worsen quickly.

However, as time went on, the wounds inside became difficult to heal and slowly enlarged, gradually becoming more serious.

This is why Chen Ling never noticed that the packhorse had a disease in its hind legs.

Pack horses, pack horses, these horses were bought to carry things.

People in the mountains have to take them out to transport goods every few days.

If you walk frequently and carry heavy loads, the hoof injury would have flared up long ago.

The packhorse had long since started to limp.

After arriving at Chen Ling's house, the packhorse was very comfortable.

It's very easy not having to do any work every day.

In addition, it is quite tough, and even with rotten hooves, it didn't limp.

This is what led to the current situation.

Chen Ling grabbed two handfuls of dry grass and haphazardly wiped the pus off the horse's hooves. He then picked up a hoof trimming knife and began to dig open and enlarge the small holes in the hooves that were oozing pus. Once the pus and blood had drained out, the holes were empty.

"Tsk, it's spoiled."

Old Wu covered his nose and leaned closer again: "Master, do you need to disinfect it? I'll go to the village pharmacy to get it."

"No need, there are spares in the toolbox."

Chen Ling held the horse's hoof in one hand and stretched out the other: "Syringe, iodine."

Upon hearing that he had been given instructions again, Old Wu became very excited and quickly went to rummage through his toolbox.

After finding the iodine, he carefully drew it into a syringe and handed it to Chen Ling, saying, "Here you go, Master."

Chen Ling found his childlike posture hilarious, but it would be impolite to laugh now, so he suppressed his laughter, picked up the thick syringe, and started spraying it at the horse's hooves.

Iodine should not be applied to wounds.

The packhorse, which had been behaving obediently just moments before, immediately began to struggle in pain.

This little stallion is something else.

With its neck tilted back and its nostrils flaring out, it let out a hissing sound.

With a forceful flick of his neck, Yu Qi'an was pulled away by the reins. Yu Qi'an himself stumbled and almost fell flat on his face. Xiao Wang next to him didn't even have time to react.

The packhorse is about to get out of control.

Moreover, this horse truly lives up to its reputation as a short, powerful, and excellent example.

Short and compact means strong and agile.

This black packhorse was like that; Chen Ling was still holding onto one of its hooves, and it couldn't break free for a moment, so its other hoof started kicking him.

The muscles in his left rear leg twitched, and one hoof kicked up mud.

At the same time, the whole body must exert force to leap forward and rush forward.

The crowd gasped in fright, and the little child screamed.

Seeing this, Old Wu, who was behind Chen Ling, quickly tried to pull his young master aside.

Unexpectedly, before he could even touch Chen Ling, Chen Ling stood up, grabbed one of the horse's legs, and flipped the suddenly crazed packhorse to the ground.

The packhorse was actually in pain; it wasn't startled or for any other reason.

After being flipped to the ground by Chen Ling, it immediately became sober and obedient again.

but……

The packhorse was docile, but the surrounding crowd couldn't remain calm.

I was startled by the packhorse's reaction.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ling suddenly flipped the horse over to the ground, leaving them even more stunned.

After being subjected to such a series of shocking events, no one knew how to react.

Although I had heard before that Chen Ling had captured a leopard in the mountains by himself, and I had also seen him hunt a wild boar king and kill a large wild boar by himself, and there were news reports about it.

But it still can't compare to the awe-inspiring power of seeing it with your own eyes.

Just then, Rui Rui ran over and kicked the packhorse's rump with her little foot, shouting, "Daddy, Rui Rui hit it!"

The pack of dogs in the distance also ran over, barking and trying to rush over to cheer for their owner.

That was incredibly aggressive.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ling immediately shouted, "Go back! Stop shouting! There was nothing wrong before, but you'll only frighten the horse."

The group of dogs retreated again, looking ashamed.

This amused everyone again.

Yu Qi'an, regaining his senses, tilted his large head back and said to everyone, "Don't be surprised. A packhorse is nothing; Fugui can even do two somersaults on an ox." (End of Chapter)