My 1995 Small Farm.

The weather is good.

Everyone had a delicious lunch and continued to work in the greenhouse in the afternoon.

The vegetable greenhouse only occupies two acres.

After the greenhouse was built, it seemed to occupy a large area.

But with so many people, even if not all the villagers are good at farming, they can still easily do such a simple task as growing vegetables.

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

In the afternoon, the leaders went to watch Chen Ling pick the horseshoes. They worked quickly and finished planting the vegetables.

The next step is to dig ditches and ditches.

The irrigation ditch is used to irrigate vegetables and is relatively narrow.

The ditch is for raising fish, so it is wider.

Chen Ling simply drew a blueprint and asked Wang Lixian to direct the villagers how to dig.

In fact, Chen Ling was originally supposed to be in charge of how to dig the ditch.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong with the packhorse.

If our livestock is sick, we must not delay.

After eating, Chen Ling picked up his toolbox and led the pack horse and the young green horse to the river.

A large group of people followed behind him, whispering to each other all the way.

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

Chen Ling ignored these people who came to join in the fun.

He just led the horse and occasionally called out to Ruirui and Datou who were running around in front.

Arrived at the river.

The little green horse consciously and obediently took small steps to eat grass on the slope.

Of course, being well behaved is only on the surface. If you look closely, you can tell from the way it grazes with its head down while darting its eyes around that it is still restless.

The packhorse was very obedient and silent from beginning to end.

After arriving at the river, he stood quietly beside Chen Ling, with the tip of his sick right rear foot touching the ground, just like a person standing on tiptoe.

No wonder Mr. Wu and others said that the packhorse’s posture was very ladylike.

This is really the case.

It's just because there's something wrong with the hoof.

Chen Ling first walked around the pack horse, found a suitable position, put down the tool box on the side of the pack horse's injured leg, and took out the hoof repair knife and iron shears.

Ruirui and Datou were surprised to see this, so they cried out and ran towards Chen Ling.

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

"Master, how do you do it? Let me help you..."

"Helping me? That's fine. Hand me the tools later."

Chen Ling smiled cheerfully at his old apprentice, raised his head and waved to Yu Qian'an and a young man from the provincial station: "Qian'an, Xiao Wang, you two come over here, Qian'an, you hold the reins, Xiao Wang, you help out as much as possible."

The two men came over, and Yu Qi'an asked curiously, "What's going on? Such an honest packhorse, are you still afraid that it will make trouble?"

Chen Ling rolled his eyes and said, "The horse's hooves are rotten. It will definitely hurt if I dig it open. Who knows if it will go crazy if it hurts."

Old Wu was a good disciple, and he hurried over: "Ah? Then Master, you are so close to the packhorse, what if it kicks you in pain?"

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

Secretary Zhang also hurriedly said, "Yes, Xiao Chen, you are so close to the packhorse, it's too dangerous...why don't you find a place to tie up its hooves and treat it?"

Then he walked over to Ruirui and the other kid and said, "Good kids, come here quickly. Grandpa is going to play over there."

Chen Ling smiled and said, "It's okay. This horse kicks straight back. If you stand right behind it to trim its hooves, you might get kicked by it. I'm fine if I stand to the side of it. Its hooves won't turn to kick you.

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

This bull can only kick sideways, not backwards."

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

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

Friends from Hong Kong and Taiwan were particularly impressed and found this difference very interesting.

Chen Ling waved his hand and said, "Come on, come on, let's start. Old Wu, cover your nose. This horse hoof stinks when you dig it open."

Old Wu also imitated Chen Ling and waved his hand: "Master, you underestimate me. I also suffered a lot when I was young. A little bit of stench is nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ling quickly grabbed the packhorse's right rear hoof and pulled the horseshoe off...

A puff.

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

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

A foul smell also came to my nose.

Mr. Wu's face turned green instantly.

With a "vomit" sound, he staggered back several steps, holding his nose, and then began to cough violently.

Yu Qi'an also let out a weird cry: "Oh my god, how long has this hoof been broken? Why does it stink so bad?"

But he was afraid that the horse would go crazy because of the pain, so he held the reins tightly.

"Dad, stinky."

Ruirui also quickly covered his nose and pulled Datou to hide over to Secretary Zhang and the others.

The little green horse on the slope raised its head and twitched its nose twice, its expression seeming extremely shocked.

Chen Ling had already spread out the packhorse's pus-covered hoof, "Hahaha, what did I say? I smelled this hoof before dinner, don't I know how smelly it is?"

"Ugh, Master, ugh, this horse hoof must be rotten, why is it even stinkier than rotten seafood, ugh..."

Mr. Wu's face was still green, and he kept covering his nose and retching.

Although the old man had suffered when he was young, he has been living a life of luxury for many years and could not stand such a stench.

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

Now, seeing the pus on the packhorse's hoof, he felt relieved.

The packhorse's hoof was indeed rotten, but only a small part of it was rotten.

The reason is very simple. When the horseshoe was nailed, the flesh inside the horse's hoof was injured.

This skin is the dermis of horse hoof.

Normally, this layer of skin is protected by the horse's hooves and is often squeezed when the horse walks, so it is relatively tough.

But when nailing horseshoes, there is a possibility of injury.

To put it bluntly, when the horseshoe was nailed, the nails were not driven in properly, and the horseshoe nails tilted inward and went in crookedly.

Generally, if a horse is injured directly by horseshoe nails, it will not be able to walk after the horseshoe is nailed. If the horseshoe is pulled out on the spot, the hoof will bleed immediately.

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

When nailing horseshoes, the horseshoe nails must be correct. This is very difficult to do, but it is not a big deal at the beginning.

Horses don’t feel pain.

But the more I walked, the more the crooked nails hurt my inside.

This injury is not serious and it will not get worse quickly.

However, as time went on, the wound inside was difficult to heal and gradually expanded, becoming more serious.

This is why Chen Ling never noticed that the packhorse had a problem with its foot.

Pack horse, pack horse, this horse is bought for carrying things.

The people in the mountains would take it out to transport goods every now and then.

If he walked frequently and carried weight on his body, the injury from the shoe nails would have flared up long ago.

The packhorse had already begun to limp.

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

It’s so relaxing not having to work every day.

Plus, he was pretty tough, so even with his hoof rot he wasn't lame.

This is what led to the current situation.

Chen Ling grabbed two handfuls of dry grass and wiped the pus off the pack horse's hooves. He took a hoof-trimming knife and dug and enlarged the small hole on the hoof where the pus was flowing. After the pus and blood had all flowed out, the hole was empty.

"Tsk, it's leaking."

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

"No, there are spares in the toolbox."

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

When Mr. Wu heard the instructions again, he became very excited and quickly went to look through the toolbox.

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

Chen Ling found his elementary school student's posture very funny, but it would be a bit impolite to laugh now, so he held back his laughter, picked up the thick syringe, and started to rush it towards the horse's hooves.

As soon as the iodine touches the wound.

The packhorse, which had been so obedient just now, immediately began to struggle because of the pain.

This little stallion is just different.

He tilted his neck back, breathed heavily through his nostrils, and made a "hissing" sound.

With a strong shake of his neck, the reins in Yu Qian'an's hand were pulled out. Yu Qian'an himself staggered and almost fell. Xiao Wang next to him didn't even react.

This packhorse is about to get out of control.

Moreover, this horse is indeed an outstanding representative of the short and powerful type.

Being short and compact means being strong and flexible.

This was the case with this black pack horse. Chen Ling was holding one of its hooves, and it was unable to break free for a while, so it started kicking people with its other hoof.

The muscles in the left hind leg trembled and a hoof flew up with mud.

At the same time, the whole body should be pushed forward and rushed forward.

Everyone was so scared that they exclaimed and the little kid screamed.

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

Unexpectedly, just as he stretched out his hand and didn't touch Chen Ling, Chen Ling stood up and walked forward, grabbed one of the horse's legs and lifted it, and the suddenly crazy packhorse was thrown to the ground.

The pack horse was actually just in pain, it wasn't frightened or for any other reason.

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

but……

The packhorse was obedient, but the people around were restless.

I was just startled by the reaction of this packhorse.

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

After being subjected to such continuous stimulation, no one knew how to react.

Although I have heard that Chen Ling once captured a leopard in the mountains by himself, and I have also seen him hunting a wild boar king, and killing a big wild boar alone, and there are also news reports about him.

But it's still not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes.

At this time, Ruirui ran over and kicked the packhorse's butt with his little feet, "Dad, Ruirui, hit it!"

A group of dogs in the distance also ran over, barking and rushing over to cheer for their owner.

That's called being aggressive.

Chen Ling saw this and shouted, "Go back and stop shouting. It was fine, but the horse got scared."

The group of dogs retreated in shame.

This time everyone was amused again.

Yu Qian'an came back to his senses and raised his big head, saying to everyone: "Don't be surprised, a pack horse is nothing, Fugui can even make a cow fall twice." (End of this chapter)