At Xino's invitation, everyone decided to visit Chatoli Manor.
Although I was mentally prepared when I looked down from the sky, the scale of this ancient manor located at the foot of the Loser Mountains still exceeded everyone's expectations. It covers an area of more than a thousand hectares. It is not so much a manor.
Rather, it is a small village. In fact, this place does retain the most traditional rural farmhouse style of the Granginian era. After entering the manor through the iron gate of the backyard facing the mountains and forests, a winding gravel road intersperses the
The green meadow leads deeper into the branches and leaves. A wooden stake is driven into the roadside every ten steps, and the top and bottom are connected with hemp rope to form a simple railing. It is said that in ancient times, the country folk used it to prevent deer and
Protective measures taken to protect roads from wild animals such as wild boars.
It is said to be a backyard, but the only difference between it and the mountain forest outside is a wall. The canopy of trees overhead blocks the sunlight, leaving only a few flickering spots on the ground. The lush shrubs on the meadow are not bound by flower beds.
All kinds of plants and trees growing freely are thriving, giving people the feeling that they are still walking under the shade of the Forest of Lother. Moreover, the plants and trees planted here are not very valuable, and most of them are native varieties of the area, such as hibiscus,
White thorns, poplars, Wisteria rosea, etc., some vines even grow outside the manor, gradually grow and then climb onto the walls and enter the manor. That is a plant called big-leaved green ivy. They show a
The three palm-shaped leaves are crowded and pushed, completely covering the wall that has become slightly mottled over the years. When the wind blows, it sets off green waves, which is spectacular.
In addition to common street trees such as sycamores, sycamores and ginkgo trees, the most common street trees in the backyard are fruit trees. It is midsummer, and the branches of some trees are already covered with green fruits, hanging heavily to the ground. One can imagine a bumper harvest.
What a fruitful scene it will be during the season. Xino led the way, and at the same time introduced to everyone with a master's mentality: "This is the white flower fruit tree that is special to the Grindelwald wilderness. Its special feature is that it blooms more than it bears fruit."
Earlier, both the flowers and fruits are edible. The flowers need to be drained and processed, while the fruits are eaten raw. The pulp is juicy and tastes sweet and sour, mainly sour. However, the white flower fruit trees in Chardonnay Manor have been processed by Gugna
After the uncle cultivated it, the taste has improved a lot. Basically, the sweetness can cover the sourness, and the taste is no longer so sour."
When Alice heard this, she poked her head curiously: "Who is Uncle Gugner?"
Sino smiled and said: "When my father was still alive, there were three groups of gardeners in the manor, responsible for the plants in the atrium, garden and backyard. Uncle Gugner was the gardening supervisor of the group of gardeners in the backyard. He was also responsible for the daily maintenance of the orchard.
He takes care of it. Basically, the fruit trees planted here are transplanted from the orchard. "
Alice couldn't help but gasped when she heard this. It was indeed a big family, and even the gardeners had to be divided into three groups, each responsible for one area. But since Xino said it was before, it must not be the case now?
She asked curiously: "Who is in charge now?"
"Me." Xino replied naturally: "I will take three days every week to clean the roads in the Forest of Loser. Before that, I will take care of the plants in the backyard, help them prune their branches and leaves, or
Water and fertilize. However, I am not like Uncle Gugner, who can cultivate and improve new varieties by himself. Although he left me a booklet recording many breeding experiences before he left, to be honest, I think
I don’t quite understand.”
Xino was a little embarrassed, maybe because she felt that she had failed the kind-hearted gardener's expectations.
But everyone thinks that she is already good enough. She can do the backyard that used to take a team of gardeners to take care of by herself, even only needing three days a week. Isn’t this superhuman?
"Speaking of which," Xino suddenly remembered an interesting thing, pointing to the white flower fruit trees and said: "When I was a child, I played very well with the children in the town. I often took them to the manor to play. At that time, we loved to play
It was about climbing trees. I was competing to see who could climb higher and faster. I came first every time. But one time a new kid came in. His father was a lumberjack and he often took him to the forest farm to play, so he climbed better than anyone else.
I was taller and faster. I refused to admit defeat, so I climbed up as hard as I could until I could beat him. In the end, I lost my grip and accidentally fell from the tree. It was probably——"
She gestured, and then nodded confidently: "It should be this high."
Everyone looked at the height of her gestures and estimated that she was more than 20 meters high. Not only did they lament that naughty children are really scary creatures, but they were even more impressed that Xino actually had naughty children. Alice seemed to be in high spirits, maybe
I found a sense of resonance: "Then, then, then? You were injured in a fall, and you were taught a lesson by an adult. From now on, you don't dare to climb trees again?"
Is it just a fall that was more than 20 meters high? Is this a naughty child or a naughty cub?
Lin Ge cursed in his heart, while Xino smiled and shook his head: "No, it was Brandi who showed up in time to save me, and then I made an appointment with those children to hide the matter together, but in the end, Alice, you
You're right - someone didn't hide it and let it slip, and then every child present that day was beaten, and I was no exception."
Since she invited these foreigners to visit her, Xino probably felt that the relationship between the two parties had become closer, so she no longer used honorifics when addressing her. In fact, with her kind and easy-going personality, she could have done this a long time ago.
There would be no objection, but she might have been reserved because of the noble upbringing and etiquette.
After listening to the story of the naughty child Xino, Alice lightly clicked her tongue and turned to look at the tallest fruit tree in the backyard, eager to try: "You are still too weak. If it were me, I would never fall down. If you don't believe me, I can climb it."
show you!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She just found an excuse to climb a tree. Saint Xalia naturally would not allow this guy to act recklessly in other people's homes, so she naturally stretched out her hand and grabbed
Her collar gently but firmly pulled her back.
After Alice was subdued, the right to ask questions came into the hands of Metien. As a good child, she was not interested in things like climbing fruit trees, but she was very curious about another unfamiliar name that Xino mentioned just now: "
Who is Brandy? Is she also the gardener of the estate?"
"No." Xino shook his head slightly: "Brandy is, well, a good friend of mine, but a somewhat special good friend."
"Special?" the pink-haired little girl seemed to understand.
Xino looked at her blank expression and thought it was cute, so he showed her a warm smile: "Yes, it's just like the relationship between you and Semi, and Leticia. Meridian, do you want to meet her?"
See Brandi?"
"Me and Semi and Leticia?"
A certain goblin and a certain little bat were forcibly suppressed by their guardians because they conspired to skip class and were left on the empty island to make up for their lessons. Unfortunately, they could not go together. If it were them, they would definitely start arguing about who is Meridian's good friend.
, but the pink-haired little girl herself didn't care about the philosophical problem of whether friendship can be divided equally. She blinked: "Can it be done?"
"Of course." Xino smiled, looked up at the arch with vines and flower stands at the end of the gravel road, and said, "You can see Brandy when you leave the backyard. I think she should still be there well now.
Let’s go to the racecourse.”
Racecourse?
Everyone suddenly realized that Brandy was a horse. No wonder Xino said this... That's not right. Is the relationship between me, Semi and Leticia the relationship between the owner and the horse?
The pink-haired little girl fell into deep thought.
…
The manor's horse farm is an open space, slightly rectangular in shape, with fences and other obstacles placed in the middle for training horses, and a straight track leading to the direction of Lowther's Wood. The stables are on the periphery of the horse farm.
It occupies an area of about twenty hectares, but at this time, the huge stable is empty. There is only one tall, strong, snow-white horse standing behind the fence, staring blankly in the direction of the racecourse. It should be Shinoti.
My good friend Brandy arrived.
"Hey, Brandy! I'm here to see you!" Still some distance away, Sino called out the name of her beloved horse loudly. When Brandy heard her voice, her pair of beautiful pointed ears immediately stood up.
It stood up, turned its head and barked in the direction where Xino was walking, with obvious excitement and excitement in its voice. Looking at its impatient look, even if it broke through the fence and ran over in the next moment, it would not be a big deal.
What an unexpected thing.
The stable door was open, and there was no rein on Brandy. If she really wanted to do this, the short fence couldn't stop an excited horse. But it didn't lose it.
Reason, even though he was anxiously walking around in the stable, and the iron-wrapped horseshoe hit the ground with a clanking sound, he still guarded this fragile boundary and never crossed it. This kind of restrained quality is placed in people.
It's precious enough, let alone a horse. Ringer thinks that some people should learn from it and stop being frizzy all day long. It's not even comparable to a horse.
When Xino came to it with a large group of people, Brandi, who could not wait for a long time, directly ignored the strangers, stretched his head over the fence, and rubbed against the girl's palm affectionately.
He also stuck out his tongue to lick her cheeks and neck, making the girl laugh: "Okay, okay, Brandi, don't be so excited, I'm here to see you. Be good, calm down, don't let the guests
I saw a joke."
This beautiful, noble, white horse like the snow on the top of the mountain seemed to be able to understand people's words. It reluctantly took back its head, and then called out to these guests who had come from afar, with a friendly tone, and it sounded like it was welcoming them.
I mean, so Alice returned the courtesy and extended her hand to say hello: "Hi, how are you?"
Ringer ignored this guy's showmanship and looked up to take a closer look at the two-meter-tall white horse. He didn't notice it when he looked at it from a distance just now. It wasn't until he looked at it up close that he realized that the horse's coat was extremely white and even white.
The end is almost transparent, like the combination of snow and ice; its big eyes are moist and bright. Although they are cold ice blue, they naturally reveal a human warmth, especially when they fall on Xino.
Full of admiration and nostalgia; the most eye-catching thing is its mane, which is not only thick and smooth, as long as a lion's mane, but also extends from the back of the head to the back, and is finally connected to the tail, twinkling slightly in the sunlight.
, looks like a shining silver thread.
With such a distinctive feature, even Ringer, who doesn't know much about horses, has heard of it, just like he doesn't know anything about wine, but knows the name Chardonnay: "Is this... Sun Snow?"
Xino, who was combing Brandy's hair, raised his head, glanced at the young man in slight surprise, and then smiled slightly: "Well, I didn't expect you to have heard of Ringer."
"Because it is very famous, comparable to Sunfire in Raisenwell, Iron Mountain Ash in Mindelias, and Shadow in the Rain by Motosh." Linge said, also explaining to others, he mentioned
The three types of horses are all famous on the Sigiriya continent. Riyangyan is famous for its explosive power and speed, Tieshanhui is known as the most patient and tough horse, and the name Yu Zhongying vividly
It explains its characteristics: when running on a rainy night, it is like a ghost, disappearing and appearing, erratic.
Sun Snow is less famous than the above three horses, but it is more legendary because it is the mount of the great pioneer knight, the ancestor of the White Thorn family.
"It is said that when Sun Snow is running at full speed, even the sunlight will be thrown away. People can't see it. They can only see the silver line on its back flashing past in sight, but then disappearing quickly, like
There is a trace of melting snow under the sun, so it is called sun snow." As Ringer said, he tentatively stretched out his hand and tried to stroke Brandi's hair. The latter did not resist, and the touch from his palm was as if nothing existed.
There is also a slight chill, just like real snowflakes, which seem to exist, but are actually impossible to grasp.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "In fact, long before the ancestors of the Goldstaff family came here, there were legends about Sun Snow circulating on the land of Glengenia, which mentioned a horse that haunted the land.
Between the snowy mountains and icy peaks of the Loser Mountains, there is a holy white horse that no one can approach. According to legend, it is the messenger of heaven and the oldest protector of this land. Countless people want to establish friendship with it, but even its shadow cannot
I couldn't see it until later, when a pioneer knight entered the Loser Mountains and stayed there for three months. When he reappeared, there was a white horse beside him, which was exactly the same as the legendary holy horse."
"That's Brandy's ancestor." Xino took over Ringer's words. She was also stroking Brandy's hair. She accidentally touched Ringer's hand on the other side, so she smiled slightly and watched the young man move his hand.
Taking it back, he continued: "The legend of the Holy Horse and the friendship the ancestors forged with it made both humans and aliens in the land of Granginia willing to place their trust in the little-known White Thorn Family, so there was
Later prosperity and harmony. Since then, the white horse, which symbolizes purity and purity, has been the mount of the heads of the Goldstaff family for generations, and without exception, they are all descendants of the original white horse, including Brandy."
The tough and kind-hearted pioneer knight once rode a white horse to patrol the countryside and fields of Glengenia, watching a prosperous scene flourish here; the righteous and heroic white knight Hebberton also rode the same white horse.
On the battlefield of the Republican War, he fought for the equal rights of the people behind him; until later, the little girl who was destined to inherit the name of White Thorn received the best birthday gift when she was seven years old.
"Brandy and I grew up together." The girl held her beloved horse's neck and showed a cheerful smile to everyone: "We are best friends!"