Exclusive | Novel serial: What happened in the village (2)

Exclusive | Novel serial: What happened in the village (2) (continued from the previous issue) Become Bi Niuwen first. Nowadays, when taking office, Beijing officials must have experience in local politics. Although the brothers are with them...

(Continued from the previous issue)

First, Bi Niuwen

Nowadays, when taking office, Beijing officials must have experience in local politics. Although the brothers are not in the same category as them, their paths to promotion are similar. The difference is that my local experience was to work as a cattle herder first, and to be like Bima Wen with that monkey. It turns out that farmers don’t need anyone to take care of their cattle. But in the off-season, when the fields are full of seedlings, the cow is obsessed with seeing green grass and other things. If someone doesn't pay attention, it will swipe at the seedlings on the roadside. The cow, accustomed to being carefree and free, needs to be looked after. Therefore, when farmers throw their cattle to the designated place in the morning, the cattle will be handed over to you. Originally, a young man like me was not allowed to herd cattle, but when I first came to the countryside, I was not acclimated to the climate and my feet were so rotten that it was unsightly to look at. So I got the good job of Bi Niu Wen.

Like Brother Bi Ma back then, thanks to being a low-ranking official for a time, I gained a lot of experience.

(See the clouds and rain like cows)

When people talk about herding cattle, they think of the state of "green mountains, green beaches, beautiful water and grass, old cows lying on their backs half asleep. Their bellies are round, their horns hang down, and they don't want to go home when the sun goes down." In fact, that is not a complete portrayal of that time. It is just a beautiful hope that has been filtered and settled. Poetry and painting can only be experienced by people who are idle, or those who love vanity (such as me). Once they have passed, they will pick up all the good stuff and blow it off. Don't say they are full of wine and food, even if they are not full, they will rush to their own pen as soon as it gets dark, and they don't want to go home. What's more, you always follow the cow's butt and step on the fresh cow dung. What's the beauty of water and grass?

Moreover, this cow has always bullied students. Seeing that you are young or not pleasing to the eye, this cow's bad roots will be exposed. It will either sneak a bite of fresh seedlings secretly, or gather people to rebel and build a new mountain to let you, a cowherd, care about one thing and not the other. Fortunately, although Ben Bi Niuwen took office as a new official, he knew the secrets. After all, this cow is a domestic cow. Like us, it feels uncomfortable being controlled by others, so it wants to be free. But no one cared about it, and I felt very lost and out of touch with mainstream society, so I let it go.

However, the cowboy is also an official after all, and his experience is different. He knows that cows who have lived in an authoritarian environment are actually the easiest to obey under the power of the new authority. Therefore, in order to truly make these beasts "submit their heads and become cowards", I have to show some real people.

Back then, Bi Mawen relied on the stick to establish his prestige. We don't have that thing, so we can only use local materials. A brother suggested buying a whistle so that the cows could follow the whistle. It's a good idea, maybe as soon as the whistle blows, the cows will return home in a hurry. After thinking about it later, I decided to give it up. The mynas (black, like starlings, with bright yellow beaks) all over the mountains imitate the calls of other birds very well. One day, I let the guy learn to whistle, and he will not mess up.

Let's do something with Chinese characteristics, pick up the stones on the roadside and teach the offenders a lesson. The skills at the beginning were really not very good, at best they were just "hitting and pointing" level. If any beast got into the field, he would pick up a stone and hit it, whether it hit the cow's butt or splashed in the paddy field, and then shouted and waved from a distance. Fortunately, the person who stole the food was very guilty. When he saw the movement, he turned around and ran up the hillside, so the serious matter was alleviated.

>But, it’s tiring. Think about it, there are dozens of cows! This beast knows how to look. You can eat it secretly, why can't I try something new? This really made me worry about one thing and not the other at first, and I was really embarrassed. But later I summed up my experience: We must be ruthless against those who violate the rules. Just because you have been driving the plow every day or have achieved some achievements, in terms of employing people, it means you have some political achievements, and you can not be held accountable after you go ashore? No, I often hide the whip behind my back, walk close to the person who caused the trouble, take advantage of his unpreparedness, and whip him hard, causing the beast to run away with his tail between his legs. It's not that I hate animals, it's actually my duty to kill chickens and show them to monkeys. otherwise. The paddy fields on the hillside are full of smoke and smoke, which makes it no longer harmonious.

Secondly, the shots must be accurate. You think, always splashing water on the cow's side, etc., can't give these offenders a painful warning. This brings us to the technical topic of improving the level of punishment, that is, "hit wherever you point."

In addition to being afraid of whips, this cow is also afraid of vibrations in its head and horns. Animals are the same as people. The most useful and most charming thing in humans and animals is the head. If you don’t see two sexes falling in love or an elder caressing a young one, always touch the head first. But the reason why chickens fly like dogs and cows are afraid is because they love others to stroke their heads, but they are also afraid of others and similar animals hurting their heads. Therefore, the places where stones hit the cow's horns and forehead are the most effective in knocking down mountains and shaking tigers.

Needless to say, that skill took me a lot of time and threw a lot of stones. Anyway, as long as I take action, I can definitely hear the crisp sound of the stones in the corners and forehead. By the way, this skill also brought almost happy memories in the future: later when I entered university, I won the school grenade competition championship; then when I taught in school, I hit cheating students between the eyebrows with a piece of chalk, quietly preserving the students' self-esteem. However, this is an afterthought, and it has nothing to do with Bi Niu and Wen Xiao.

Sure enough, after a period of training, the cows began to understand their bad nature and could eat grass quietly, although they still peeked at the tall village flag from time to time (in order to let the cows know how to respect authority, I cut a long bamboo and tied a red cloth strip on the top of the bamboo as my official totem) and me who seemed to be lazy next to me. I snickered secretly, how can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?

I have gotten along with the cows a lot, and I have gained other insights. Don't be afraid to laugh. Young people at that time knew very little about things like gender. Unlike today's children, who often say goodbye to each other and make promises to each other. Fortunately, while the brothers were herding cattle, they still took a peek at some of the cows' misbehavior, and gained a rough understanding of the commonality between cattle and people.

These awesome people are all the same. After eating and drinking enough, they will suddenly become romantic. The woman winked and nuzzled into the male cows; how could the young bulls and the old bulls withstand the warm sunshine of late spring and early summer, so all the males grew hairy, sharpened their horns and clawed their hooves, eager to drive away their love rivals and monopolize the romance. So a horn-to-horn contest started on the hillside. The eroticism in this world really has such great power, causing the calm mountain col to be filled with the sounds of fighting.

As Bi Niu Wen should be the mediator, but can you do it when the two armies are fighting? What's more, this is still a love battle, involving love. We can’t go abroad to watch a bullfight, so why don’t we give away free tickets? So, let's just lie under the flag of the village, turn a blind eye, and enjoy the show secretly.

Although both sides showed their decisive tactics, there was always one side that could not resist and left in defeat. Although the winner was very heroic, he was not as irrational as the Spanish bull, who would still chase after him even after he won. The National Bull is different. The opponent is expelled from the Romantic Territory, and the winner immediately goes home - otherwise, the rear is empty, and the Romantic Bull is taken over by him, but I don't want to kill you with anger! So, another round of tweaking, another round of pursuit, and a series of earth-shattering cow-style clouds and rains are all before my eyes. Cough, cough, just don’t say it.

It is worth mentioning that those castrated men (most of the farm cattle in rural areas are castrated, it is just an understatement to say so) were also there, scratching their hooves and getting very excited. This is a bit like that eunuch or something, he has no ability but enthusiasm. Fortunately, these leaders were just trying to exaggerate the atmosphere on the sidelines, and did not do any extraordinary behavior that would undermine the existing structure, so I further tolerated it.

There is a big difference between having this knowledge and not having this knowledge. That day when the cows were gathered into the mountains, as soon as the cow came out of the village, it saw the object of its long-cherished desire, and climbed up with great force. We are used to it and let it be romantic. But there was also a prostitute who was traveling with me. She had never seen such a posture and the world, so she cried and shouted to her uncle, "Go and save the calf. The calf is about to be crushed to death!" Although the heifer is smaller, she is also enjoying the romance. So the peasant uncles and aunts all laughed and ignored the intercourse girl.

No wonder this intercourse girl, who told her that she has never done Bi Niuwen?

(fluent in cattle language)

Generally speaking, the article writes about the realm of birdsong. The worst one should be a harmonious scene of human and natural creatures. The comparative one is a prelude to romantic happiness. The highest level is naturally a fairyland, gentle and sentimental, surrounded by flying stars. But when it comes to cow language, will there be such a wonderful description of the environment? Let me tell you in detail.

Niu Fa’s claim of “cow language” is really too bookish. A cow’s braying is a cow’s braying. At most, it’s just a moo or something, and it’s really not elegant in terms of “cow language”! Those words all refer to the low-pitched hum of birds such as lark and skylark in the shade of flowers and trees. Even the high-pitched cuckoos in the sky cannot be included in this list. How can you, an old cow, be so polite? But this is called a layman because he listens to the excitement. After listening too much, he becomes an expert. The official speaks loudly, just like the kind of person who knows something about it.

>Let’s talk about the scalper first. The cattle in the south are just like the people in southern China. They are small breeds. Not to mention not as wild and wild as the North American bison, even compared with the Qinchuan cattle in the north of the country, they are still one level behind. There are too many mountains and rivers in the south to make transportation inconvenient, and a close relative is getting married, especially for cattle. Over time, this kind of anger has spread to small areas.

But the cow's cry is not inferior to that of the Qinchuan cow because of its small size. I believe that the appraiser must have experience in seeing people. Although there is a tall and handsome man, when he speaks, he timidly reveals his breasts and has an effeminate tone. The other one is not amazing in appearance and is less than 1.6 meters tall, but when he speaks, he has a loud voice that shakes the mountains and rivers. The cattle in our area have this kind of virtue. It would be too unfair to describe it with a "moo" when it barks. It is not an exaggeration to say that it sounds like a "roar". At that time, we still saw South China tigers in our area. We often heard about chickens and pigs, but we rarely heard of cows chewing. I think it was because the cow's moo was so awesome that it scared the tiger and did not dare to eat.

But if you listen carefully, this Niu Moo still has three, six or nine grades, and there are differences between men and women. This bull is very confident and has big bumps on its shoulders. It often stands on a high ridge with its front legs and roars when it shrugs its shoulders. Its voice is loud and long, and it sounds a bit like swallowing mountains and rivers with anger. If you have never heard the roar of an ox before, you will definitely feel startled. It is no exaggeration to say that it is as powerful as a lion's roar. That cry is not common. It is either too late to notify the owner that he wants to go back, or he smells a good scent to show the majesty of the male cow.

If it is the newly grown bull calf, it will need to show its strength and handsomeness when it sees the same kind, so it will bark more often. But his tone is not as good as that of the old Bull. As soon as he hears it, he knows that he is copying his old songs and tunes, trying to scare people and take the opportunity to improve himself.

As for the cow, although it roars normally, it is obviously thinner and much shorter. In fact, she doesn't need to yell sometimes. She has her own tricks to attract men. Mooing is a self-singing song to enhance her taste. However, it is not uncommon for people to stir up trouble and start erotic wars with the word "fai".

Don’t miss the steer even when the cow is braying. In fact, they are the most common ones in the countryside, and they are also the favorites of farmers. It can be said that they are hardworking and hardworking, and they look strong. They just keep their heads down and work. Even if they are full of food and drink, they will not participate in the rippling spring breeze. At most, they will just hum along with it. But the cry was really not flattering. Like the blocked suona and trumpet, it was difficult to hold in the sound, but the sound was stopped due to lack of confidence.

Oh, there are also buffaloes barking. The buffalo is a characteristic of the South. It is tall and powerful, with thick skin and thin hair. Apart from being afraid of the heat and liking to roll in the water, it has almost no shortcomings as an animal. But the barking of such a huge figure makes people hardly think that it is the braying of a cow. Compared with scalpers, the cry can only be called "eh", as if it was a hum that was fortunately squeezed out of a leaky bellows. If it were a female buffalo, the hum would be a bit like a clarinet solo, eh, crisp and round, with a slight falling tone at the end, like an inflection in speech. But the bull is not like that. Although the sound is still made through the nostrils, the sound is much higher and far away, a bit like the sound of a saxophone. The only fly in the ointment is that the bull always hopes to get an immediate response when it calls. If it cannot get an immediate response, the last sound will have a clear cry, such as:

"Uh ———— wow ---"

But if it sees the person it is calling, the owner or the cow, then the last sound will naturally be full of joy.

If you hear this often, you will naturally imitate it. But to achieve a lifelike performance is not something that can be accomplished in a day. Often when you feel the desire to express a cow song, you have to look around to see if there are any brothers or fellow farmers, especially those chattering aunties. If you are sure that there is no one, you will practice it at the top of your voice in the forest.

Nothing in this world is impossible, as long as you like it or you have no choice. The brother really had these two conditions at that time, so he reached a state of perfection while humming and shouting. Often when the sun goes down and the cattle are gathered to go home, if a bull is missing, the heifers will start to grunt and squirm; if a female is missing, the male will let out an earth-shattering moo. Guaranteed, the straggler will poke his head out of the woods and catch up with him. It saves trouble, just open your mouth. It's just a pity that my stone skill has been wasted a lot because of this.

To brag quietly, recognizing a cow's braying is not something that can be accomplished in a day. If you could have judged the gender and appearance of each cow from the roaring of the cows in the mountains, forests and rivers, then Bi Niuwen would have faced competition for jobs.

This Niu Yugong first appeared in the world during a project to repair the flood control embankment of Ganjiang River. At that time, the team was stationed near the Ganjiang River. During the slack season, water conservancy projects were built to ensure safety and prosperity in the coming year. This was a routine matter in rural areas. The repair of the Ganjiang River embankment requires a large amount of people's labor every year. Thousands of people often gather on a section of the embankment to work, which is very lively. For convenience, farmers often scattered their cattle on the river beach, and the story of this herding came out.

Two buffaloes got into a fight that day. There is a local saying that "if you are not afraid of the mother-in-law (wife) quarreling, you are afraid of the buffalo fighting." It means that the buffalo will accept death. When the scalpers were fighting, they whipped their whips and the two enemies immediately ran away. It's not good to use this trick against a buffalo. Otherwise, the buffalo will go after you. If you are afraid of the buffalo, you will turn around and fight the buffalo again.

By the way, this cow has never been magnanimous. All the hard work and no complaints are just the literati sighing on the side. Cows are actually very vindictive. If you hit them this time, they will look askance at you every time they see you, not to mention the jealousy between cows. It is expected that these two are also old enemies this time, so when they fight, the sound of the buffalo horns is heard, which is really fierce.

What made them so happy was that there were hundreds of thousands of migrant workers on the embankment. Carrying loads of soil all day long was boring and boring. When they saw this kind of joy, they all threw away their burdens and waved flags on the embankment to shout. They were not afraid of the arrival of the commune director and county magistrate. What's worrying is the two cattle owners, who are worrying about it with small whips.

I told the shirtless farmers around me that I would definitely let these two cows rest. The farmers laughed loudly, how can you, a young boy with four eyes--?

Yeah, I nodded. If you don’t believe it, let’s make a bet.

Seeing that the other party's fun had not ended yet, the fun started again, and the farmers started making noise again, and they stopped gambling with a bottle of soil roasting (sorghum wine, 80 cents per catty) as a bet. So, for the first time in his life, the cowherd was treated like this, and he walked from the embankment to the riverbank where the two cows were fighting.

I told the owner of the cow to be ready. As soon as the two cows startled, each of them would grab the reins and run away. Then, unprepared, I pressed half of my nose and hummed in the usual coquettish tone of a heifer. What impressed the surrounding farmers was that as soon as this remark came out, the two cattle that were being slaughtered invariably raised their heads and looked around. The owner of the cow also cooperated well. He picked up the reins from his waist and dragged the cow away. This is how I got a bottle of earthyaki.

In the evening, I drank local roast with my gambling friend. The loser was dissatisfied and asked, "Why do you stop doing it when you hum?" Hey, what do you think? Two men were jealous of a girl and beat her head to pieces. The little girl was so anxious that she cried and screamed, "If you do this again, I will jump off the building - there is no reason not to stop!" What we hum is a bullshit tune, and what we convey is this human principle. How can it not be successful? This wine loser has been working in the field for all these years. The boss is so old that he can't even distinguish the sound of a male from a cow, and he still asks such elementary questions!

(Cows are like people)

We have received a lot of education from childhood about cows bearing humiliation, eating grass, and squeezing out milk. However, it seems that cattle are not always hardworking and well-behaved in life. After being thrown into the countryside for those years and dealing with cattle every day, I had a different experience.

Cows have their own recognized temperament, but due to different environments and training people, their personalities are still very different. The Jinggangshan area where the author went to the countryside is located in hills and the fields are undulating, so farming mainly relies on oxen. At that time, cattle belonged to the collective property of the production team and were distributed to various farmers to raise and farm on their behalf. The production team provided certain compensation to the farmers every year. In this way, when humans and cows get along day and night, and know themselves and their enemies, the cows will naturally begin to behave like their humans.

The first time I used a cow called "Yungen Zai" (I added, the cows don't even have names, they are named by whoever raises them). The cow looked restless at first sight. It walked very fast and walked blindly as soon as it had the shaft on its back. There was no right way to plow the field. I was so tired that day that the farmers in the neighboring fields laughed until they died. Later I learned that the nature of an ox depends on the person who trains it for the first time. If the trainer is not good at farm work and plows the field left and right, from now on the ox will have two knives, and it will be good at everything but not good at anything.

This is about the cattle owner. After all, this guy was a cadre in our team, a member of the Poor People's Association (poor lower-middle peasants) and a security committee member (security guard) of the team. But when it came to farm work, the old farmers curled their lips when he was mentioned. It turned out that this brother was one of three brothers. During the year of the land reform, he was a gambler by nature and lost all the property his father gave him, and was classified as a poor peasant. His two brothers worked hard and kept their land, and were classified as a landlord and a rich peasant respectively. Although he was not good at farm work, this did not prevent him from being a poor farmer and scolding his rich and wealthy brothers during meetings. From time to time, he would use the title of chairman of the Poor People's Association to go around reminiscing about hardships and sweet things and attending meetings. I don’t know what hardships he has to remember. Anyway, when he goes to meetings to remember his hardships, we educated youths suffer, because when he goes out to meetings, we always have to plow the fields with his two knives, one tilted to the left and the other to the right.

There was another time when the cow was used which was even weirder. Every time the field was plowed, the cow stood on the ridge and refused to turn around and go to the field again. No matter how you yelled or used a whip to scare him, it was of no use. I wondered if there were thorns embedded in the cow's hooves, so I helped this guy wash his feet to find the thorns. I was covered in mud and water, but this beastly quirk remained the same. Later, the farmer's companion revealed the reason. It turned out that the owner of the cow was an addict who regarded cigarettes as his life. Every time he plowed back and forth, he would take out his pipe and fill up a can. Over time, the cow developed a habit of climbing up the field ridges to enjoy the short-term comfort of the owner's puffing smoke. As for us, when we use the oxen, we are like humans for the time being, advancing and retreating with the oxen, toiling and resting together.

During the lunch break, the workers went back to eat, and the cows were placed on the surrounding hillsides. In the afternoon, they were brought back when work started. After being under the control of reins and plow shafts for a long time, it is rare to enjoy freedom, which shows the heroic nature of people from all walks of life. The old farmer who was doing his job patted the cow on the forehead before saying goodbye, which meant that he should not go too far and miss the afternoon's work. When I came back from dinner, I saw the old cow waiting under the shade of the tree. The more cunning one raised his whip and swung it down hard, making the cow cleverly run away. That Niu Sha was smart and understood his master's intention. He hurriedly hid in a nook and corner and hid his cat. After the meal, the owner went across the mountains and ridges to look for the cow. He spent the whole afternoon looking for it. After everyone had finished work, the owner led the cow and slowly wandered out from the depths of the mountain forest. At that time, I was doing more and less in the production team, and the cows and humans enjoyed the Chinese-style happiness of eating from a big pot.

Cunning and lazy people will also be teased by the cow. That day the man went to look for the cow again, or of course he might have taken a nap in the shade under a tree. After waiting for a long time, the owner didn't come to claim it. The cow became anxious and thought, don't go too far and just paddle a few times in the field, so it walked straight out of the bushes where it was hiding, and stood in front of the plow honestly waiting for the owner's arrival. But the master was still dreaming of a short spring night, so the old farmers with a sense of justice, the gossiping and jealous farmmates, and the angry steward captain all lamented that it would be nice if people had a conscience like cows.

However, after all, cattle were still the main livestock power in rural areas at that time, so even though some people like to make small calculations and make small episodes, most farmers still love cattle as much as their lives. During spring plowing and summer planting, the fields are full of shouts. The reason is that farmers always raise their whips high and put them down gently. Few people will actually whip the cows. The shouts are just a way to scare the cows. Unless, on that day, all the small and big cadres came to inspect, this Ox is used to being lazy, and he behaves lazily in front of the leader. The owner of the Ox can no longer keep it in his face, and the whip will be severe.

But as soon as the leaders left, people and cows were the same. It was unclear whether the cows were like people or the people were like cows. Everyone's pace of plowing the fields slowed down.

>This cow may be the same as humans in the beginning, and it is also inherently good. Evil people teach it, good people train it, and the cows will each get their own results.

(There are also things like life and death)

> This cow and people get along well with each other, and over time they will develop a tacit understanding and affection for each other. Therefore, although the cattle herder also punishes the naughty cattle, he still cannot watch the scene of slaughtering the cattle. Farm cows in China work hard all their lives, but in the end they end up being beheaded, skinned and eaten. Cows probably also know this outcome. Although they obey their masters tamely, their relationship with humans is not as close as that between dogs and humans.

Therefore, whenever an old cow faces two days before being slaughtered, the cow is particularly alert. The usually docile big eyes have a look of fear, the eyeballs are protruding, and even the long eyelashes that usually droop are thrust forward. When people come over, they point their horns at each other to prevent others from getting close.

A woman in the village raised a cow for more than ten years. The cow was old and useless and was tied up to be slaughtered. But when anyone comes close to it, the cow always makes a low roar, which scares the executioners from using the knife. Helpless, the master had no choice but to ask the mother-in-law to comfort him. The woman herself was emotionally moved because the old cow was about to be slaughtered, which made her eyes red. Seeing this partner who had been together day and night being tied up on the battlefield, the mother-in-law's tears fell like beads.

As soon as the mother-in-law came, the cow really stopped roaring. Just seeing the cow shed tears, the big teardrops fell to the ground and quickly wet the ground -

Generally, the procedure for slaughtering cattle in the countryside is as follows: the owner leads the cow to the predetermined rope loop, tightens it and puts it down, and then forcefully tilts the cow's head, and a bloody scene begins. The one they killed that day was an old buffalo that couldn't walk any further, so the butchers relaxed and the cow broke free.

As mentioned before, cows always hold grudges, not to mention the hatred of life and death. As soon as the cow came up, he immediately became a cow hero who didn't want to be a slave. He didn't have the stumbling look of an old cow. He pointed out the one who tripped him and chased him fiercely.

A runaway horse runs wildly, and so does a cow escaping from a rope. The butchers were well-informed. When they saw the rope of the cattle being broken, they knew something was wrong. They immediately dispersed and fled in all directions, without any trace of Lei Feng's self-sacrifice spirit. To put it quietly, although the cowherd was familiar with the cow, the red-eyed cow would not miss the old relationship, so he joined the escape army without hesitation.

I think that cow is like a desperate person, thinking that he will die anyway and find someone to support him. What was pitiful was the strong young man who was being chased. He usually had a lot of muscles and liked to make noises in front of the educated youth. When the captain saw him, he also gave him three points. Now he was running faster than a dog, shouting in fear as he ran. The judge must have never seen such a scene, but he can imagine that behind him is a crazy old cow chasing him with his life, and in front is a young man who is almost crazy with fear and runs away.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and seeing that the tragedy of the cow was about to turn into a human tragedy, the young man had an idea and passed through the V-shaped tree at the entrance of the village (two huge branches grew from the base of the tree). It is said that cows accept death, and now this is another proof. Instead of going around the edge, the cow had to perform a time-traveling. As a result, it got stuck between two trees because its belly was too big! No matter how hard the four legs were, there was nothing they could do.

In an instant, the tragedy was terrible again.

I am not a fake merciful person, my heart is really complex and tangled. Spending time with these awesome friends every day, not to mention friendship, must be a bit familiar. But this is the law of survival in the world. You can do whatever you want. Just don’t be emotional here. You have stood up and defended the rights of cattle. Those farmers, uncles, aunts, and sisters-in-law who have been carrying their rice bowls for half a year without meat have turned against you.

Moreover, the transition between comedy and tragedy is very fast. Yesterday we were working together in the fields to build a harmonious new countryside. Today, the relationship between the carnivorous group and meat has immediately become a relationship. Just now, the world was almost dominated by the Bull Demon King, but an unexpected incident brought the old cow back to serve as a meal.

So the cowherd also lamented that things in the world are unpredictable.

(to be continued)

About the author

Shang Huiming, currently living in Tucson, Arizona, was born in Shanghai and went to the countryside in the Jinggangshan area of ​​Jiangxi, China from 1968 to 1978. After resuming the college entrance examination, he entered East China Normal University to study. After graduation, he worked in schools and publishing houses. He was the editor of the Chinese Dictionary, edited "My Name is China" and "Shanghai Life Yearbook", and published dozens of professional papers and millions of words of articles.