Unexpectedly, after walking outside, I saw a cloud of dust and smoke on the mountain road, and the boy in red had not even seen anyone.

"How did you leave?" The woman stamped her foot and bit her lip. She hadn't asked the boy's name yet!

In the night, a white horse and a red-clothed boy were rushing along the mountain road, and the oncoming night breeze struck in the galloping, which made people's eyes hurt.

Lao Bai asked as he ran, "Master, is it really okay to put that beauty there? What if she is in danger?" From its point of view, if the woman has a beautiful face and a plump body and goes on the road alone, I'm afraid there will be danger.

If the owner is willing to take her, maybe it will not worry so much.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu curled the corners of his lips, revealing a wicked smile: "Lao Bai, when I go home, I will find a mother for you again! How about letting you take your heart?"

"Master, I am mutated. How can an ordinary horse be worthy of my old white? Don't want it."

While galloping in the night, its voice was blown away by the wind, and people chatted one by one, one by one, and one by one, until, when the sky was getting brighter, they saw a small village.

"Master, we have a small village, let's go take a rest!" Lao Bai walked towards the village with his hoof while talking.

"Don't talk when you enter the village, lest you scare people." Feng Jiu confessed.

"Ok, I know."

It replied, and then closed its mouth and walked into the village along the road. Seeing that some people were carrying hoes or carrying two wooden barrels out of the door in the morning, some smoke from the roof was curling up, apparently already It’s making breakfast.

Feng Jiu got off his horse and took Lao Bai to a house and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?"

The simple wooden door opened with a creak, and an old woman came out and opened the door. She was taken aback when she saw Feng Jiu Shi, who was dressed in a red dress and looked like an immortal, and asked with some caution, "This son ,Problems?"

Seeing that it was an old woman, she smiled and asked, "Old man, I am passing by here and want to take a break here. I wonder if I can?"

"Of course, it's just that my house is simple, and the son should not dislike it." The old woman said, opening the door to invite Feng Jiu to come in, and seeing Feng Jiu holding a horse in his hand, she said, "My son, this horse can be tied On the stake in front of the door."

"Okay." After she responded, she tied Lao Bai to the wooden stake in front of the door, patted it on the head and confessed a few words before entering the wooden house.

"My son, there is nothing good at home, so please don't dislike me and just eat a little." The old woman brought Feng Jiu a bowl of millet porridge, a small dish of homemade pickled vegetables, and two pumpkin pancakes.

Looking at these farm snacks, Feng Jiu squinted his eyes and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, old man." From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a five or six-year-old boy with pigtails coming out of the sky, staring at her curiously .

"Is this the grandson of the old man?" She looked at the child and asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's my grandson." The old woman smiled lovingly and waved her hand at the little boy: "Little tiger, come out and meet the son."

The little boy blinked, gave Feng Jiu a shy look, and ran out to hide behind his grandma.

"Don't be offended by the son, the child is still young, and he rarely sees strangers." The old woman said apologetically.