I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 316 Generously Giving Horses
With the pony Huihui joining the picnic, Xia Qingdai's interest in being disturbed by the Brown family's group improved again.

Xia Qingdai fed the foal fresh apples without feeling distressed. Listening to the sound of the foal chewing the apples was particularly healing.

Modern people have a lot of weird ideas. Just look at those eating and sleeping videos that always have an audience.

A video of a giant panda chewing bamboo can even get millions of likes, which is much better than ordinary traffic stars.

In Xia Qingdai's eyes, the little pony at this time was cuter than the giant panda. After all, the panda is across the screen, but she can reach out and pet the little pony at any time.

Because Xia Qingdai had been playing with ponies and didn't participate much in the girls' conversations, they gradually stopped disturbing her.

A group of people quickly divided into several piles.

Miss Bai, Caroline and the girls from the Brown family were chatting and laughing as they roasted chestnuts and wild mushrooms for everyone; Xia Qingdai and Jane fed the pony together; Owen was fishing; Lister and his two cousins ​​were asking for the owner After agreeing, I made several traps to trap the small animals.

Everyone has his or her own joy.

"Jane, you don't have your own horse yet. Your body is so weak. I think you should ride a horse for exercise every day. I will give you this pony. It will grow up soon." Xia Qingdai turned her head and said to Jane Austen who was peeling chestnuts next to her.

Jane Austen died early. Although it was due to the backward medical care in the eighteenth century, poor physical health was certainly one of the reasons. She should exercise more. Farming is not in line with her status, but riding a horse is quite good.

"Thank you, but no." Jane declined with a smile, "I don't have a stable at home, and I can't raise a horse. Only by following you can it eat such good apples. If you let me raise it, it will only eat grass. That's it." So pathetic."

Although Pastor Austin's family belonged to the middle class, they always rented a carriage to travel.

As Jane Austen said, ordinary people cannot afford horses.

Being able to own a carriage was considered a wealthy landowner's family, and more people relied on renting cars to travel.

Renting a carriage is not a rare thing these days. In England in the 18th century, the public carriage industry was already in full swing.

Xia Qingdai disagreed with what Jane said and said with a smile: "It's okay, the pony will be given to you first, but you can keep it in the stables of Fucui Villa first. When it grows up enough to carry people, Come and take it away. As for the stable, it's very simple. Just ask the true God more when you pray, and maybe He will satisfy you."

Jane was amused by Xia Qingdai's statement: "I dare not be so greedy. The true God belongs to your Owen family, not our Austin family, how dare you be disrespectful?"

Xia Qingdai pulled a clump of tender grass by the lake and fed it to the pony: "How can this be considered disrespectful? Maybe everyone will be happy if she feeds it. Otherwise, she wouldn't send delicious food to Fucui Villa every three days. , It’s fun! I often pray to God for good food, and as long as I’m sincere, he will always grant me my prayers!”

Jane Austen said in a panic: "Xia, your ability to talk nonsense is getting stronger and stronger! Stop making fun of the gods. It is disrespectful and will offend the gods. Please repent and confess."

After saying that, she took Xia Qingdai and made the sign of the cross on her chest.

In eighteenth-century Europe, there was probably not a single atheist to be found.

Xia Qingdai secretly murmured: "The true God likes the incense of pious thoughts, but he doesn't want to cross himself and suffer."

"Ah, what did you say?" Jane finished praying in a low voice and asked Xia Qingdai what she had just said.

Xia Qingdai shook her head: "No, I didn't say anything."

After a pause, he said: "Jane, look at its big black eyes, which are always looking at you. It is definitely destined for you! Can you really have the heart to refuse it?"

Jane didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can you tell that it is destined to me." Xia Qingdai pretended to be serious and said: "It's obvious. Look, there is no rope to tie it, but it has been staying here obediently."

"Oh, of course. There are so many fresh grasses and fruits here for everyone to eat. Not to mention the foals, even the fierce horses are reluctant to run away."

"Ah ha ha ha!" Xia Qingdai laughed loudly when she heard this.

Don't tell me, it makes sense!

She had always thought that the foal was familiar with her scent, so she was so docile to her. In fact, it might just be because of the apples and mushrooms in her hand.

"What are you laughing at? What is so funny? I think it must be something worth sharing." Nancy, who had been paying attention to Xia Qingdai with her peripheral vision, finally couldn't help her curiosity and raised her voice to ask got up.

Xia Qingdai raised her head and replied: "It's okay, we are talking about the ownership of this little pony. It now belongs to Jane."

Jane looked at Xia Qingdai with a smile: "Dear Xia, stop joking."

Xia Qingdai smiled back: "I'm not kidding!"

Then he said to Owen: "Cousin, this little pony really likes Jane. I have decided to give it to her. Do you think it will work?"

"Of course, as long as you're happy." Owen said as he said, it's just a little pony.

After hearing this, Caroline couldn't help but glance at Owen quietly. I thought that this cousin was really interested in Xia Qingdai. He said yes to whatever she said. He was really a good cousin with twenty-four filial piety.

It's a pity that he only cared about Xia Qingdai, his cousin, but completely ignored her.

Obviously, in terms of closeness, she is his cousin. That young lady with an oriental face is obviously distantly related to the Owen family!
Since her father's death, Caroline's mother was accustomed to living a life of enjoyment and had no concept of saving money. As a result, they quickly became unable to make ends meet and had no choice but to sell everything they could, including their horses.

She still doesn’t have a horse of her own!

When her father was still alive, he had promised her that when she officially entered the social scene, he would give her a mare that could be easily ridden by a lady.

But things didn't work out as she wished. Instead of waiting for her own horse, she sent away her father who could provide her with a living.

Naturally, her mother wouldn't think of buying her a horse, because her mother didn't like riding horses and always traveled in a rented carriage.

Caroline glanced at the pony with envy, and then at the pastor's daughter who had been chatting with Xia Qingdai. She sighed secretly and couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.

Why doesn't anyone care if she wants to ride a horse or exercise?

But no matter how disappointed Caroline was, Owen didn't care about this cousin, and naturally neither did Xia Qingdai.

In Xia Qingdai's heart, there was no big difference between Caroline and the tenant servants in the villa. They were both little people she raised.

She is willing to raise her, but not pamper her.

Caroline is not even as important to Xia Qingdai as her mother, Mrs. Owen, who can at least practice acupuncture and massage for her.

Jane can't refuse Xia Qingdai's hospitality, and this little pony becomes even cuter!