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58 Riding a Horse

Ming Zhiyan had poured himself another cup of tea, the scene quieted down once again. Old Man Jian and Jian Dalang nervously held each other’s hands, not knowing what to say.

Ming Zhiyan was not a talkative person, he looked at the two nervous people in front of him and once again brought up the topic, “Old Man, this house of yours is very impressive.”

Speaking of houses, Old Man Jian was very proud. That pride instantly overca his restraint, “Of course! This is the only one in our Jian Family village! This is all thanks to Big Sister. You saw it a month ago, right? We were still living in that leaky thatched hut! Bis Sister is so smart. She sold mushrooms, then sold stewed at, which slowly made our family better. We ate at every al, and now we have a brick house! Everyone in the village praised for raising a good granddaughter!”

Ming Zhiyan nodded. He had sent people to investigate Jian Qingqing after she reported to the authorities last ti. He knew that what she had done in the past month could change the face of the family in such a short ti, indeed, there were many won who did not have the wisdom and character. He generously agreed, “Miss Jian is indeed very intelligent.”

Old Man Jian was full of pride when he ntioned Jian Qingqing. “That’s right! Big Sister is indeed very intelligent!”

After that, he seed to realize that he was talking to an official. He had said all the things that he usually showed off to the villagers, so he said embarrassedly, “My Lord… Zhi, Zhiyan, am I talking too much?”

Ming Zhiyan smiled. “It’s okay. Uncle, let’s go out for a walk.”

“Ah, okay!”

Old Man Jian took Ming Zhiyan to tour the new house. The new house took up a lot of land. It was divided into east and west wing rooms. All of them were made of bricks and tiles. This was the only one in all the villages in the ten miles. Now, only the bed, cabinet, and table were moved into the house, the rest of the rooms were slowly added after they were moved in. It was still empty, and there was nothing to see.

Ming Zhiyan quietly followed behind Old Man Jian and listened to him introduce these rooms. For example, who lived in this room, and what was this room used for.

Ming Zhiyan’s horse was placed in a big shed outside the room by Jian Dalang. It was intended to be used to raise cattle.

At this mont, a group of children were lying on the fence, their eyes sparkling as they looked at the horse eating grass in the shed. They let out cries of surprise from ti to ti.

Ming Zhiyan saw their eager gazes and went in to lead the horse out.

“Do you want to touch it?”

The tall horse let out a disgruntled snort. Ming Zhiyan patted its head. The horse that was originally unhappy imdiately lowered its proud head.

It could not be helped, its Master was too cruel.

The children looked at each other and hesitated. Ming Zhiyan’s aura was too strong, they did not dare to go over.

Of course, they did not know what an aura was, but they felt that this brother did not look easy to deal with, and was not easy to talk to.

Xiao Hu also really wanted to touch this very fierce-looking big horse, but looking at the expressionless Ming Zhiyan, he was still a little afraid.

In the end, it was the younger Xiao Lang. He hugged the front leg of the horse and shouted loudly, “I want to ride the big horse! Ride the big horse!”

The horse resisted the urge to kick the child over and turned its head to the side.

After standing there for so long without anyone coming forward, Ming Zhiyan was actually a little embarrassed.

Finally, soone ca. Ming Zhiyan happily raised Xiao Lang and put him on the horse’s back.

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