General, your wife has gone to deliver another calf for your horse.

Chapter 25 Can you write?

Jiang Nuanzhi looked around but couldn't find Li Junping, so she cooked the red beans she had soaked the day before along with millet, and kept the remaining buns warm on the pot lid before going out.

As usual, she performed two sets of Baduanjin exercises, and was drenched in sweat when she finished.

She got up and walked around; her horse was lying in the corner, clearly still half asleep.

When Big Black saw her, it didn't pounce on her, but it was clear that it was wagging its tail very happily.

The two chickens were even more helpful; one of them laid an egg, and Jiang Nuanzhi picked it up and rewarded them with a handful of millet.

They then filled both Big Black's and the horse's bowls with water.

Since the horse had nothing to eat, Jiang Nuanzhi simply fed it millet as well.

I've heard that warhorses shouldn't eat too much hay, as it can cause their bellies to sag and make them run slower.

Therefore, most warhorses in ancient times were fed millet, which is actually a type of millet.

Although this millet is not expensive, judging from the current situation, the consumption is huge.

Sure enough, this horse was a luxury carriage in ancient times, which ordinary people could afford to buy but not to maintain.

With only three taels of silver left, he not only had to support his household but also care for his seriously ill son, Li Rong, and owed money to others, so he was truly in dire straits.

Making money is just around the corner.

"Can you write?"

Jiang Nuanzhi suddenly heard a sound behind her and turned around to see Li Junping looking curiously at the messy things she had written on the ground.

"I know a little, but not much." Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at him and asked, "Did you go cut grass?"

Li Junping nodded: "I'm afraid the thief is hungry. It's a pity there's only hay."

"Upside down?" Jiang Nuanzhi was stunned for a moment: "Which two words?"

Li Junping picked up the branch that Jiang Nuanzhi had placed on the ground and carefully wrote the two characters "盗骊" (Daoli).

Jiang Nuanzhi blinked: "Your handwriting is really good, but this name is too complicated. It's not suitable for our little black horse at all."

Li Junping: "Then what do you think it should be called?"

Jiang Nuanzhi: "Is he a man or a woman?"

Li Junping: "It's probably a man, right?"

Jiang Nuanzhi: "Then let's call her Xiaoli. She'll take your surname, so let's call her Li Xiaoli. Perfect."

Li Junping: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Nuanzhi: "And Dahei, let's call him Li Dahei! Let's give these two chickens names too, the black one can be called Chicken Da, and the yellow one can be called Chicken Er, both with the surname Li, what do you think?"

Li Junping: "."

Why is the surname Li?

Jiang Nuanzhi: "I heard that if you give a small animal a surname, it can be reborn as a human in its next life, freeing it from the animal realm."

Li Junping: "Huh? There's such a saying?"

Jiang Nuanzhi rarely saw Li Junping looking confused, so she couldn't help but pat his head.

“You’re too mature for your age. You’re only eight years old. Let the adults handle the little things in life. Once I’ve earned some more money, I’ll send you to school.”

Li Junping pursed his lips, stared at Jiang Nuanzhi for a while, then suddenly turned his head to fill Xiaoli's straw without saying a word.

Jiang Nuanzhi was puzzled. What a strange child! His mood changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Nuanzhi woke up the waiter first.

Xiao Er woke up and patted his head in annoyance.

"Oh dear, I overslept and forgot to make breakfast."

As he spoke, he hurriedly got up.

"Don't move." Jiang Nuanzhi pressed him down and whispered, "I've already made breakfast. Just lie still and I'll give you acupuncture first."

Jiang Nuanzhi took out silver needles.

She had soaked the silver needles in strong liquor for a long time yesterday, just in case the alcohol content wasn't high enough and the sterilization effect was poor. Xiao Er's blood circulation is poor, so acupuncture can unblock the meridians, harmonize qi and blood, and reduce swelling and bruising.

As she spoke, Jiang Nuanzhi raised and lowered her needles, and in no time, more than a dozen needles were on his legs.

At the same time, fine beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Er's forehead.

"It itches and it hurts!"

Almost instinctively, I wanted to grab his leg.

"Waiter, just bear with it. Trust me, after half a month of acupuncture, your leg will show significant improvement."

After a while, Li Xiaoer's pain subsided considerably.

He looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a pale face: "Will my leg really get better?"

The doctors in town all said he had delayed for too long and would be a cripple in the future.

"Of course, you'll definitely be lively and energetic in the future. But you'll have to cooperate with my treatment."

Li Xiaoer stared at Jiang Nuanzhi for a long while before finally gritting his teeth as if making up his mind: "Okay. I believe you."

At worst, he'll just be a cripple.

Jiang Nuanzhi put away the needles for Xiao Er before waking up Xiao Baozhu, and the group ate together.

"Today I want to go to town to call a doctor to take a look at my father."

During the meal, Li Junping said.

Jiang Nuanzhi thought for a moment and said, "That's fine too. Maybe the doctors here have some better treatment methods."

After thinking for a moment, he gave Li Junping one tael of silver.

"Here, take this ounce or two and use it to call the doctor."

As the heavy silver coin landed in his hand, Li Junping glanced at her in surprise.

All the words I was prepared to say to argue with her were shut down.

He was even planning to ask her for some money, no matter the cost, to hire a doctor for his father. Little did he expect that the money would end up in his hands so easily.

He saw her giving Xiao Er acupuncture this morning. Even if she didn't mean any harm, what medical skills did she possibly have? It was truly unsettling. And Father, with such a serious injury, it was imperative to call a doctor.

"You can ride a horse, right? If you can, ride one later, but be careful on the road. It would be best to go to the Lü family; I have some connections with them, and they might be able to help us out."

After giving some instructions, Jiang Nuanzhi said, "I'll go up the mountain to take a look today."

"No, don't go up the mountain."

Little Baozhu was quietly eating the leftover buns from yesterday when she heard what was said, but she suddenly burst into tears and threw away her favorite buns.

Jiang Nuanzhi was both amused and exasperated.

I held her and comforted her for a while before she calmed down.

"Don't get hurt."

Jiang Nuanzhi was a little surprised. She thought the girl had a phobia of going up the mountain. She didn't expect that the little girl was worried about her.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. I'll cook you something delicious when we get back."

After the meal, when Jiang Nuanzhi and Li Junping led their horses out, they ran into a group of people waiting for their donkey cart at Uncle Niu's house next door.

Xie Liangchen was among them.

It wasn't that Jiang Nuanzhi was deliberately looking at him; it was just that his appearance stood out too much among the crowd. He was both handsome and ugly.

The face is beautiful, but the complexion is ugly.

"Mrs. Li, where are you taking the child?"

"Oh my, this big black horse is really beautiful. I remember Xie Erlang was riding it a couple of days ago. How come it's in your hands today?"

"By the way, why didn't Xie Erlang ride a horse today? Why is he waiting for the donkey cart with us instead?"

The villagers waiting for the bus chattered amongst themselves, watching as Xie Liangchen's face turned from pale to red and then to black.

(End of this chapter)