I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 308: Will run away as soon as he is born

When the three of them arrived at the farm, Big Hui was already lying on the ground in excruciating pain, and a breeder also wearing a farm apron was helping him deliver the baby.

A mere mare giving birth actually caused the owner to put down his work and come to accompany him in person. The servants on the farm naturally did their best in some preparations.

The leader came to the scene, how could he not show off well? Even those who are usually lazy and playful must show a serious attitude towards completing KPIs.

Owen stood in front of the clean stable, silently looking at the stable covered with corn stalks.

Not far from his side, it was Xia Qingdai who put her two snow-white round jade arms on the fence with a cheerful look on her face.

Perhaps due to luck, not long after the two arrived, Dahui, with the help of the farm breeder, gave birth to a similarly gray-brown foal.

The newborn foal is still wrapped in a white translucent afterbirth.

While the breeder and the male servant helping him were dealing with the mess, Xia Qingdai walked through the open stable door and came to Da Hui.

Before getting the bloody horse Red Rabbit, this mare named Da Hui had always been Xia Qingdai's mount.

Although ordinary humans in this world could not see Xia Qingdai, Da Hui, as an animal, could feel the familiar smell and gently cupped his head in her hand.

In the 18th century, Xia Qingdai may have shrunk in size and her fierceness was also reduced, so few animals and children were afraid of her, unlike today where she can easily scare away a circle of wild cats and wild children.

Owen picked up the vegetable basket prepared nearby and came to Xia Qingdai's side so that she could easily feed the horse with carrots and the like, while also blocking the view of others.

While Xia Qingdai was happily interacting with Da Hui, the little pony over there had almost finished dealing with the dirt on her body and was now trying to stand up.

Xia Qingdai stood up and squatted next to the foal, cheering it on.

The newborn pony is the livestock that can most feel Xia Qingdai's presence. Blinking her big wet eyes, she looked in the direction of Xia Qingdai, trying to stand up from time to time.

"Wow, so cute! Oh my god, my heart melts!" Xia Qingdai reached out and patted Owen's shoulder excitedly, causing the latter to secretly inhale in pain, "Owen, look at it, it seems like it can see me! Its eyelashes are so long!”

Owen silently endured the strong force coming from his shoulder and said "Yeah" softly.

"Your mother's name is Da Hui. How about you call her Xiao Hui?" Xia Qingdai looked at the little pony and murmured.

Owen said to the breeder on the side: "Pass this horse down, this horse will be called Xiao Hui."

"Yes, it is Xiao Hui. What a vivid name." The breeder was naturally full of emotional intelligence when facing the owner, and immediately touted the beauty of the name.

Xia Qingdai didn't listen to what the breeder was saying at all. She automatically filtered out this kind of English with a local accent and often missing words and sentences and grammatical errors.

Owen was there for all the trivial matters anyway, so she didn't have to get used to the messy accents of the castle servants.

About half an hour later, the foal stood up amidst Xia Qingdai’s cheers and took two steps in the stable.

"Wow, it's so amazing. He can run away as soon as he is born!" Xia Qingdai clapped her hands and praised, her eyes shining brightly.

"Well, sheep can stand as soon as they are born." Owen said from the side, which made the breeder a little surprised.

Are you talking to yourself? Busy followed the conversation and said a few words about the little lamb. Nature is wonderful. Most herbivores can run and jump as soon as they are born. They are also very quiet and have basic escape and feeding skills.

On the contrary, the more ferocious the beast's cubs are, the more imbecile they are and the louder they cry.

When a baby beast is born, it usually has its eyes tightly closed and has no ability to resist. It takes one or two years to learn hunting skills from its mother.

Not to mention humans at the top of the food chain.

Newborn cubs have no other ability to survive except crying. Most children don't learn to walk until a year later. If adults don't care, the baby won't survive.

But one thing is similar, that is, whether they are humans or animals, cubs are equally cute and cute, and it is easy to arouse people's desire for protection.

Xia Qingdai watched the foal lie down next to the mare. After taking the first mouthful of colostrum, she followed Owen away with satisfaction.

“It’s great that new life has been born on the farm.”

Xia Qingdai randomly picked a dog's tail grass on the roadside and skipped with a relaxed and happy gait.

For some reason, as soon as she returned to Fucui Villa and smelled the fragrance of grass and trees, she would relax. The long-lost childlike innocence will be stimulated, and the character will become more lively.

Owen's deep eyes contained endless warmth, and his eyes almost melted. He could make Xia Qingdai feel accompanied without speaking.

Back at the castle, old Mrs. Owen was preparing afternoon tea in the drawing room. When Irving came back, he looked even more busy and worried. Even the maid had to step forward to give instructions on how to put the dishes.

Today, the mother and daughter returned to Fukui Villa and did not see Irving's cousin Xia Qingdai, who acted like a hostess. Old Mrs. Irving was very disappointed. After all, the other party's superb medical skills are extremely friendly to people of her age.

On the contrary, her youngest daughter Caroline was secretly happy. Although they are both Owen's cousins, Xia Qingdai is obviously more respected by Owen.

Owen only relied on Xia Qingdai's opinion in everything. Others, including her mother, Mrs. Owen, could only retreat in front of Xia Qingdai.

Now that Xia Qingdai is gone, she, Caroline, is the only lady in the castle, so she is naturally happy.

Old Mrs. Irving was very conscious of being dependent on others, and she claimed to have great respect for Irving.

It's just that now that Xia Qingdai is away, this family doesn't have an actual hostess. As an aunt, she naturally has to help her nephew solve some small problems, and arranging afternoon tea is one of them.

Owen didn't care about these little things at all, and even afternoon tea was dispensable. If Xia Qingdai was free, she would rather sit in front of the window and listen to the chirping of insects and birds, blowing the grass-scented wind, and have afternoon tea.

But after watching the birth of the foal today, there is not much time left. She had to go up quickly and take a nap before getting ready to go back to the present day.

The National Day holiday is over, and she needs to make a good adjustment and return to the rhythm of "there are roads in the mountains of learning, and hard work is the path, and the sea of ​​learning is boundless and the boat is hard work".

The maids were busy mopping the floors and decorations in the corridor, unaware of Xia Qingdai passing by.

Xia Qingdai heard sporadic words about her, but she didn't pay much attention to them. They were just boring chat topics among the maids.

"Hey, was the door to my cousin's room not closed just now? Why was it blown shut again by the wind?"

"Who knows, maybe."