Life on the ranch is as usual.
Grazing, cleaning up dung, feeding, taking care of sick animals, delivering births, nursing, etc.
Everyone is very busy every day.
Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the weather is nice.
The grass on the prairie is extremely thick, everywhere is a sea of green as far as the eye can see.
Combining with the undulating terrain, it looks as if the earth is covered by this prairie.
There are separations and reunions among the animals on the ranch, the joy of newborns, and the helplessness of aging, sickness, and death.
Jiang Feng was originally inspecting the situation on the prairie.
This is roughly what his main work is every day.
At this moment, he suddenly received a message from Ma He.
"Ranch owner, come and have a look over here, there's a mare lying on the grass and can't get up."
Ma He's voice was a bit anxious.
Hearing Ma He's words, Jiang Feng quickly asked through the walkie-talkie:
"Which horse is it?"
