Chapter 337: Chapter 335: The Jujube Gave Birth to a Little Horse Foal_1
The three children were very happy to learn that they would be going to school.

Under Su Qingluo’s guidance, Maodou and Sister Wan had learned the basics of reading and reciting poetry, and they looked forward to attending the academy in September.

Niuniu was somewhat timid.

She couldn’t read or recite poetry, and the gap between her and Maodou and Sister Wan was not small.

Sister Wan was considerate and had a good relationship with her younger sister, so she often taught her to read.

With Sister Wan’s companionship, Niuniu gradually opened up and truly integrated into the new family.

The Beggar Gang’s Mingshui County branch was attacked by a group of wild animals, resulting in the death of the Four-Pocket Elder and the panicked escape of the remaining disciples.

Such a bizarre, inconceivable event spread through the town, causing quite a stir in the Jianghu.

Various sects speculated about which reclusive expert had commanded the animals to punish the evil and eliminate the troubles.

The Beggar Gang’s elders, who had tainted hands and secretly sought the position of the gang leader, were all scared for their lives, afraid that they would be the next to die an unnatural death.

The turbulence in the Jianghu didn’t affect the small mountain village hidden within the mountains.

The hardworking and simple villagers still worked from sunrise to sunset.

Su Qingluo devoted herself to researching new medicines and teaching martial arts to her two disciples.

During her leisure time, she either went hunting in the mountains, picked medicinal plants, or accompanied her family for walks in the woods, enjoying the affection she had been missing for ten years. Her days were very content.

Huya, now one year old, yearned for the mountains, and couldn’t wait to leave its comfortable nest and return to the wild.

The Little Prince saw Huya’s eagerness and, under his sister’s patient persuasion, finally agreed.

On a sunny afternoon after the rain, they took Huya to the deep mountain valley to say their final goodbyes.

Huya circled around the siblings with reluctance, but upon hearing its mother’s call, it ran forward with hesitation at every step.

When it disappeared into the dense forest, the Little Prince was already in tears, unable to restrain his grief, and cried loudly in his sister’s arms.

Huya’s departure resulted in fewer laughs from the kids.

Fortunately, Jujube, the young mare, gave birth at the end of the month, bringing life back to the quiet yard.

The foal was born successfully. The family who had been eagerly waiting and full of excitement only lasted a moment before they were dumbfounded.

What surprised them was the foal’s yellow hair instead of the expected black, so it was a little yellow horse.

“Black Wind, what happened? Did Jujube reject you?”

Wang Meng entered the stable and teased Black Wind, patting him on the head.

“Snort.”

Black Wind snorted impatiently, apparently annoyed by his incessant gossiping.

“Snort, snort.”

Soybean approached Jujube affectionately, rubbing against her, and both horses were very intimate with each other.

“Soybean is a warm-hearted horse, with a better temperament than Black Wind, so he’s more popular among mares.”

Su Qingluo smiled as she explained, bringing the foal to Jujube’s side to guide it to feed.

“Sister, I like the foal.”

The Little Prince looked at the newborn foal, his eyes shining brightly.

“Since Xuan’er likes it, the foal will be taken care of by Xuan’er.”

Su Qingluo smiled and lovingly rubbed the Little Prince’s head, delighted to see a new brightness in his eyes.

“Yes, I’ll take care of the foal.”

The Little Prince nodded excitedly with joy.

“The foal is so beautiful. Let’s give it a name.”