An interesting story about raising cattle.

When I was a child, I was not sensible. I used to mistreat cows.

Speaking of cattle abuse, let's talk about the fun of raising cattle first.

According to my father, the earliest family kept a strong bull. At that time, I was really young. I really don't remember if my father ever said it. Dad said that the cow was obedient and had two sharp horns, but it was docile and never attacked anyone.

However, although the ox is very gentle to people, others' oxen dare not be presumptuous to it. Unfortunately, the cattle siege around Shiliba Village is no match for it. Later, they heard that it was sold.

The second cow is a female buffalo, which is shared with grandma, menstruation and uncle. I was bullied by this buffalo since I was a child. This beast likes to bully the weak, but he doesn't care about other cows.

It has a pair of big curved horns and is not small, but it is often defeated when it fights with other cows outside. Maybe he was not convinced, so he took it out on our children. When I often hold it on the side of the road and eat grass, it will suddenly attack me with its horns. When I was young, I was afraid of this beast. I raise you to eat grass. Why did you bully me when I was a child? You have the guts to fuck other cows, um-

Speaking of bullfighting, I once saw it on the roadside of Grandma Village. Alas, it is both exciting and terrible. Those are two male buffaloes. I don't know why they started fighting. It is said that cattle often have disputes and fights together, perhaps for the sake of cattle, perhaps for the sake of Laozi being the best in the world.

Everyone has motivation, and animals are no exception. Especially two cows of the same sex and species are more competitive together. Generally speaking, if the momentum and strength are not at the same level, two cows fight at the corner, the winner stands and the loser runs away immediately. If the two forces are equal, the battle is wonderful and dangerous.

Get down to business. It is said that the two male buffaloes are playing happily. When I saw them, I heard that I had been calling for hours. I guess I was red-eyed at that time and wanted to die endlessly. It seems that these two animals had a deep hatred in their last lives. When they met, they worked hard.

When two cows fight, they usually push each other hard at first. Once they relax, the other party will fight back and push to one side, which may be a big blood hole. The two cows were fighting, their eyes were red and they landed on all fours, and neither of them gave anyone a penny. This situation is really painful for everyone.

It looks beautiful, but it is extremely dangerous. People around you are watching from a distance, afraid to go any further to Indiana, and maybe you will die. Finally, I was forced to see two cows give each other. If we continue to fight, it will definitely hurt everyone around us. The adults found some long bamboo poles, put dry straw at one end, lit a fire, and fiercely put the bamboo that wanted fire under the irrational horns at both ends. In this way, two cows were forced to let go of each other because of the heat, which was as thrilling as a bullfight.

Later, my buffalo gave birth to a calf. It grew up, the calf was given to my family, and the cow was given to my grandmother. Hey, I finally got away from you.

Calf, calf, you are in my hand this time. It's time for me to punish you and get back at your mother.

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