Unforgettable My stubborn cattle prose

In the early 1980 s, our hometown and countryside implemented "dividing fields into households". It turns out that many means of production of large collectives have to be purchased by various farmers at different prices, such as large farm tools, cattle and so on.

At first, black cattle were distributed to several farmers, and one family took turns feeding the cattle every day. Although this is an unwritten rule, under normal circumstances, cows are not free, and whoever lives in other places will come to get it. This is called "borrowing cows". The cow user is responsible for sending the cow to another house on the same day after its stomach is full. At that time, every family built a cowshed. When delivering cows, cowboys just shouted "Here comes the cow" in front of the door, and the cow catcher took out his own cow rope and put it on, then asked "Did the cow drink water" and led the cow into the cowshed. When it lies down to rest, its mouth keeps ruminating.

At that time, I knew that the black cow of the production team had a bad temper, and no one dared to feed it after thorough treatment. So the team discussed selling or killing. But this bull is an important collective asset and it is not easy to handle. No one dares to make a decision. Later, my father got rid of the encirclement and brought the bull back to our house to feed.

I remember that when I was the director of the Town Agricultural Institute, this black cow left me the impression of "stubbornness" for the first time: medium height, black hair, two horns standing high, a pair of eyes protruding outward, fat legs, always holding back strength. You're just passing by it. It is always bulging eyes, round and looks like a cross eyebrow, and its nose keeps making a "straight-straight-straight-straight" sound. When you are not paying attention, it always tries to cover its ears with its two corners. At that time, I don't know how many people were cheated by it and suffered from it.

Dad brought the black cow back from the group. I naturally don't have the courage to deal with it, and the rest of my family dare not contact it.

In this way, only dad can feed himself. In order to solve the problem of black cowshed as soon as possible, I started to hire a brick mold, hit thousands of adobe bricks, bought back wood, hired workers to build walls, hired carpenters, chiseled with axes, laid wood, adjusted rafters and nailed bed corners, and built a cowshed pigsty of nearly 70 square meters in a few days.

Every day, I saw my father tie a thick bamboo on the black cow's nose rope from the root of the black cow's nose to one end of the rope to prevent the black cow from hurting people. Dad has been feeding him for at least a few months. Seeing that the black cow knew him well, he gradually got some feelings before he untied the thick bamboo at the root of the cow's nose. Pull the cow out every morning, find a place where weeds grow densely, tie it up, and bring the black cow back at night. For a time, they all lived in peace.

Sometimes, I take time to help my father feed the black cows in the cowshed.

To tell the truth, I liked this cow very much when I was in the big group, mainly because it worked hard and worked hard. In a large group, the field of "turning drought into water" has been hardened. It can plow more than ten acres of land a day, and the cultivator is just a whip in his hand. Its ditches are straight, and at first glance, there is no bend. It pulls stones to grind wheat and rice in the grain field, always taking the lead and turning in big circles. When plowing and weeding in the corn field, it lifts its feet when it meets corn seedlings, never stepping on them or stealing crops.

It's just that stubborn cows sometimes have a stubborn temper, just like an old saying, stubborn cows plow more fields, and stubborn people worry more. When my father saw this black cow, his temper softened a little, and it was also a busy season for spring ploughing. So, I'm going to take the black cow to plow and rake in the field in front of my house. I saw that my father first led the black cow to the field, tied the cow rope to a telephone pole, sprinkled a pile of dry mulch on the cow, and then sprinkled some salt water on the mulch to make it full and energetic when plowing. Then, from behind the trailer, he carried the plow, frontal sinus and cable. In order to let the black cattle eat more, my father sat on the stone bench by the field, smoking dry cigarettes and sometimes taking a few mouthfuls of snuff, and cigarettes came out of his mouth one by one. He has already smoked, and the black cow may be full. Dad untied the cow nose rope from the pole, took the black cow to the plow share with his right hand, picked up the frontal sinus with his left hand, quickly put it on the shoulder peak of the black cow, and tied the cow rope to the plow share along the cable.

Carrying a plow, I only heard "shrinking-shrinking-going to work-going to work-". Black Niu Gang ate forage and was in a good mood, listening to people. He may have been ploughing for some time, but he is a little confused.

"Xu-Xu-come here-come here-"Dad told the big black cow in the back.

Big black cow, stubborn temper has come up again.

"Go straight-go straight-blind to see how to get there?" The black cow took advantage of his father, who was holding the plow tail behind him, so he couldn't cover his ears at once. He turned around and pulled my father to the ground, and then two big horns came straight at him. Dad turned over quickly, but the cow didn't touch him. The black cow then moved forward quickly, and as a result, it was dragged down by the black cow and collided with the plow, causing injuries. Fortunately, passers-by found the injured father on the rescue stretcher at this scene, and found a small bench to fix the injured leg to prevent secondary injury, and tied the remaining bare plows to prevent sharp objects from cutting the skin. Subsequently, my father was sent to a local hospital for treatment.

From then on, after my father was discharged from the hospital, he was defeated in front of this black cow and was a little afraid of it. Everyone who takes it out every morning is careful for fear of giving birth to another "moth".

Once, my son's little uncle came to our house as a guest, and I heard that our black cow is very powerful. He said disapprovingly:

"I have lived for decades and have been dealing with all kinds of cattle for decades. No matter how fierce the animal is, as long as it comes to my hands, it will be obedient. "

I looked at him and thought, "this time, old man, you must have blown the cowhide!" " "In this way, I told an old man the story of this black cow earlier. However, my uncle and the old man just don't believe in this evil.

As stubborn as this stubborn cow. We must subdue this stubborn animal.

"Take the plow with me and see if I can subdue it."

At some point, all of us couldn't resist him, so we had to carry all the plows, frontal sinuses and cables.

My uncle tied the black ox nose rope to a wooden catalpa tree near the field. Before tying the rope with the black cow, he found a bamboo stick and beat it. He thought the black cow would give up and bow its head like this. It's just that my uncle didn't understand this black cow.

When the stubborn temper of the black cow subsided a little, my uncle and the old man tried their best to put a rope on the black cow. At first, the black cow obeyed him. Who knows that this black cow is unusual and has a lot of calculation. It's biding its time, Jedi meets spring.

When my uncle changed careers. The black cow aimed at the moment when my uncle turned around, turned his head, held his head high, his tail tilted, and a pair of big horns stood high and reached him. Just then, it was fast. My uncle and the old man just jumped, which means he escaped the black cow's move and was not pushed to Gaoling. Otherwise, it is a fatal blow.

Uncle, it's just a little skin and a slight scratch. What makes my uncle shudder is the black cow. Later, he was not in the mood to order black cows.

Only by pulling the black cow back into the fence did he not subdue the black cow, but was frightened by the fierce black cow.

In the days to come, people are afraid to go near the cow, just looking at it from a distance, only to see the cow staring at strangers and acquaintances, which makes everyone worry that if they break free from the reins and rush over, they will be in big trouble.

Then it was another year, which happened to be the cold season in June and September. Dad and his family decided to sell the black bull.

"In spring, every family sells cattle." The old cow was sold to the slaughterhouse. Freshwater people have always been so blameless about the final outcome of arranging cattle raising. Although the old cow was grumpy, on the day when she was driven away, tears were in her bloody eyes and she stumbled slowly, as if she might fall down at any time, which made me very sad.

In the following days, as long as I think that the black cow was taken away by others, I will secretly cry.