Two days later, at Woniu Village.
Su Hu's family led two young horses across the river by boat, returning to their home. It wasn't long before the newly built quadrangle was surrounded by villagers who had heard the news, making it impossible to pass through.
The children clung to the wall, gazing excitedly at the two horses—one male, one female, one black, one red—both with shiny coats and sturdy bodies, chattering and laughing nonstop.
"Hu'er, impressive, your trip to Mingshui County has been fruitful. You even bought the horses! It must be the good fortune of the ancestors of the Su Clan, blessing their descendants with wealth and prosperity."
The Old Village Chief took the lead, pushing open the door and stepping into the courtyard under the envious eyes of the villagers, stroking the horses' silky manes and praising them with smacking sounds.
"Hehe, it's all because Sister Qiao has grown up and wants to learn horseback archery."
