Zhao Qingyan thought for a moment,
"Grandma, let's not let my cousin and the others go over there for now."
Putting everything else aside, I just can't explain that window.
I'll go over and tidy things up first, and get everything organized.
We'll just say we had it when we found it, but we were afraid they'd be too naive and make a fuss, so we didn't mention it, or we forgot to.
Huang was also a shrewd man, and he found it to be very reasonable.
"Then we'll wait and see how stupid they are, having never seen the world before."
After the grandfather and grandson finished their whispered conversation, the Zhao family's group of unsophisticated country bumpkins completely missed an opportunity to visit the valley.
Zhao Qingyan led the sheep out the door, carrying cages for chickens, ducks, and geese.
Following the path I remembered, I found the place where I had tied up the horse before.
Luckily, when we got there, we saw the horse circling the tree, seemingly trying to bite through the rope and escape.
It had eaten all the grass it could reach, and when it saw Zhao Qingyan approaching, a look of what appeared to be joy flashed in its eyes.
He placed the chicken, duck, and goose cages on the ground, then tied the rope used to tether the sheep around his waist. He took out a piece of maltose candy from his spatial storage and handed it to the horse's mouth.
The sweet aroma instantly won over the horse's heart.
Sticking out its tongue, the horse swept the maltose from Zhao Qingyan's hand into its mouth. The sweet taste made the horse squint its eyes, looking delightful.
Zhao Qingyan also took the opportunity to pat the horse's head.
"Look, you love eating candy so much, and your color is red, so how about we call you Brown Sugar from now on? What do you think? Do you like it? If you don't object, it's settled."
The name "brown sugar" was decided unilaterally.
As we walked, we named the three sheep. The one that was pregnant was named Huajuan because it was pure white and had some of the curly wool characteristics of a sheep.
The other ewe was named Little Flower because she had a black spot on her neck.
The ram was named Blackhoof, naturally because its hooves were black.
Chicken, duck, and gosling cages can be draped over the horse's back, but sheep can only be led by a leash. There's no other way; if they run too fast, the pregnant ewe can't handle it.
To speed things up and make the path easier, Zhao Qingyan took out a cart from her spatial storage and pushed the three "ancestors" along.
Zhao Qingyan finally reached the cave entrance before nightfall.
After surveying his surroundings, he took out a flashlight from his spatial storage and inspected the cave entrance to make sure there were no signs of disturbance. He then opened the cave door and led the horse and sheep into the cave.
Upon reaching the valley, they temporarily tethered the sheep and the horse under a fruit tree.
Zhao Qingyan quickly took out a solar-powered courtyard light and installed it on a wooden stake placed at the entrance of the cave. Instantly, the area around the cave entrance was illuminated.
Opening the door to the cave I dug earlier, it was great; the inside was very dry.
The insect repellent sprayed earlier was very effective; under the illumination of the headlamp, there were no dead insects in the cave.
After a long day of walking, Zhao Qingyan was exhausted. She took out a folding bed, changed into modern pajamas, and threw herself onto the bed.
Zhao Qingyan set an alarm before going to bed, and woke up an hour later.
I took out the braised pork and boiled fish that I had packed up in my past life, along with two boxes of rice, and started eating.
They quickly finished their meal, stretched their arms and legs, and then had to continue working.
Don't rush to weed. We need to settle the sheep, chickens, ducks, and geese first, otherwise they'll catch a cold from the dew at night.
With a swing of the shovel, he found a cliff face that jutted out not far from where he was standing.
After confirming the sturdiness, I still felt uneasy, so I sawed off another piece of wood to use as a support post. Then I started digging with a shovel.
They quickly built a place that could accommodate horses, sheep, chickens, ducks, and geese.
They brought over the sheep and horses, and unloaded the cages that held the chickens, ducks, and geese.
The chicks, ducklings, and goslings are too small to be suitable for free-range rearing for the time being.
So Zhao Qingyan simply made a nest for these little guys.
Perhaps because it was nighttime, after these little ones came out, they ate a little under Zhao Qingyan's lamplight and then huddled together in their nest to sleep.
The sheep and horses are free-range. Hay was piled up in the burrow, and insect repellent and snake repellent were sprinkled around it.
After settling these "ancestors," Zhao Qingyan turned to leave, but a horse bit her clothes.
"Brown Sugar, what are you doing? What's on your mind?"
Let me tell you, Brown Sugar, you're their big brother now. From now on, all these sheep will be under your control, understand?
And those chickens, ducks, and geese are all your underlings. You'll be a great general soon. Tell me what's wrong, why haven't you released them yet?
As if it understood, Hongtang released Zhao Qingyan, lowered its head and nuzzled Zhao Qingyan's hand. After nuzzling her hand, it stuck out its tongue and curled it up.
After watching for a while, Zhao Qingyan finally understood. So this guy was asking her for candy.
I've never owned a pet in either my past or present life, but I never expected that the horse I picked up would be so intelligent.
He very generously took out a piece of maltose and fed it to Brown Sugar.
Having finally tasted the candy she had been longing for, Brown Sugar behaved very obediently, even nudging Zhao Qingyan with its big head, pointing towards the cave where Zhao Qingyan lived.
"Haha, you little rascal, are you telling me to go to sleep?"
Unexpectedly, brown sugar responded by nodding.
Zhao Qingyan was shocked. This world was surreal; even horses could understand human speech.
Feeling dizzy, Zhao Qingyan returned to the cave, took out a bottle of mineral water from her spatial storage, washed up briefly, and went to sleep.
As for things like taking a bath, we can talk about that during the day. Anyway, she's all alone in the valley right now, so she can take out her phone and listen to some music—it couldn't be more wonderful.
When Zhao Minggeng heard that his daughter had gone to the valley alone, he became a little anxious.
One concern was that his daughter had never left home alone before.
Another reason is that he really wants to go to the valley with his daughter, where there are delicious fish to eat and big glass windows; it sounds wonderful no matter how you look at it.
Most importantly, his daughter has all sorts of delicious drinks and food. Just thinking about the wonderful taste of fried chicken with iced cola makes Zhao Minggeng's mouth water.
Seeing her son's foolish behavior, Huang said she couldn't bear to look and said, "Get out of here right now!"
In the village, patrol teams were quickly established, with four groups per day, each group working for three hours. Each household contributed two male members, making up thirty people per group.
To encourage the patrol team members, each person who participates in the patrol will receive one jin (500 grams) of grain every day.
As for the source of the grain, one source was the income from the clan's ancestral land, and the other was donations from individual households.
Almost every household sent someone, but there were exceptions; there were still a few widowed and orphaned families in the village.
The food provided by the patrol team was so that the villagers participating in the patrol could have enough to eat; otherwise, how could they have the energy to patrol on an empty stomach?
The patrol team was organized and quickly took up their posts. Fences were also erected at the entrance of Zhao Family Village, and traps were dug outside.
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