Long long ago, an old man owned the best horses in all the land. One night, the man's horse, a big black horse, disappeared. The old man was sad because it was the best horse he had. Friends came to say how sorry they were. The old man only said, "What will be, will be." And he went on with his work.
Several months later, the villagers saw the black horse coming home, leading two beautiful white horses. The villagers were happy for the return of the old man's horse and the addition of two more. The old farmer said quietly, "What will be, will be." And he went back to his work.
The old man's only son loved horses, so the old man gave his son one of the white horses. And the old man began to teach his son to ride. Unluckily, the boy fell from the horse and broke his leg. Everyone was sad and came to tell the old man how sad they were. The old man just looked at them and said, "What will be, will be." And he returned to his work.
In a few weeks, another tribe（部落）from the far north invaded（入侵）the land. The king sent his officers to enlist（征募）one male child from each family to fight against the invaders. The officers did not take the old man's son because of his disabled leg. As he watched those officers leaving, the old man said to himself. "What will be, will be." And he went on with his work.
a．The old man's son hurt his leg.
b．The old man's black horse disappeared.
c．The old man's son didn't fight against the invaders.
d．The missing horse returned with two horses.
