Yang Ruxin glanced at the horse and nodded, "I don’t know much about horses, but it looks quite spirited, and the carriage is well-made too." This was a carriage she had Qian Er look for many days before purchasing. However, to keep a low profile, she had it kept in the town first, since there was a yard to store it.
"This horse is a retired warhorse," Qian Er said excitedly. "Although it’s a bit old, its stamina is absolutely fine for pulling a carriage, more than enough. It’s just a bit expensive, but I think it’s worth it."
"Okay," Ruxin patted the horse on the neck, "If you say it’s good, then it must be good. I trust you." Twenty taels of silver for such a horse was indeed not cheap, but having a carriage would make things much more convenient.
Qian Er almost cried because when Sister Xin said she trusted him, it wasn’t just lip service, she really meant it. That feeling... was so good!
"Big horse..." Xiaofeng and a few others laughed as they looked at the carriage excitedly; even Dabao’s eyes sparkled.
The black horse, as if knowing its true master, even snorted loudly.
Xiaofeng wasn’t scared at all, in fact, he clapped his hands in delight.
"My daddy also has a big horse..." Zhou Ying suddenly said cheerfully.
Although the little girl spoke without thinking, Ruxin frowned slightly. Could it be that a person who owned a big horse was a soldier? At the very least, they must be cavalry, if not a general. Then... could this be a clue to find out more about these siblings’ identities?
Zhou Xiao was sensible; he knew his sister’s words had revealed a lot. Hastily looking at Yang Ruxin, he realized she was also looking his way and felt a twinge of guilt. Initially, he concealed his real identity out of caution, but as time went on, he didn’t want to disclose it out of personal desire, as he found himself increasingly unwilling to leave this family.
Yang Ruxin’s eyes flickered for a moment.
"Sister Xin, I..." Zhou Xiao bit his lip.
"Let’s talk about it when you’re ready," Yang Ruxin didn’t pressure him, seeming to understand the child’s thoughts at this moment, which was not unreasonable.
Zhou Xiao looked at Yang Ruxin with gratitude.
"Let’s go, everyone. Let’s switch to the carriage," Ruxin called out to the crowd. At that time, owning a horse was like having a Rolls-Royce in later generations, and it was natural for boys to be fond of horses and vehicles.
"Big sis, this..." Sanni’s eyes were shining.
"This carriage is ours. I had Qian Da and the others buy it. The carriage and everything else was just fixed up yesterday," Ruxin spoke calmly, then after giving Uncle Kuang a few instructions, she got on the carriage.
There were nine of them in total. It was a bit crowded inside the carriage, but no one minded. Instead, they were more excited, touching here and there, and occasionally peering out of the windows.
Qian Er, who was driving, would speed up the carriage on the smooth road, eliciting a series of exclamations from everyone.
"Big sis, is this really our carriage?" Xiaofeng still couldn’t quite believe it.
"Of course," Ruxin touched Xiaofeng’s head, "After the New Year, Xiaofeng will go to town for school. This will be used to pick you up and drop you off. Is that okay?"
Xiaofeng revealed a row of small white teeth and then shook his head, "I’m a man now, I can walk to school by myself." He had been reading a lot of books recently and found studying really interesting.
Ruxin just smiled, neither rejecting nor agreeing with Xiaofeng’s statement. Boys indeed should experience some hardships, but it all depended on the situation.