The deputy company commander was carrying water by the small bridge. When he saw him running down the mountain in a hurry, he asked, "Official Chen Dazhu, what are you doing?"
In fact, Ban Cheng was most reluctant to let others give him a nickname, especially this nickname. If others say something, he will turn around and say a bad word in return. But now it's his immediate boss, talking about his nickname, what else can he say. He didn't answer, didn't look back, and continued running down the mountain.
After a long journey of smoke and dust, we finally arrived at the east end of Dalai Village and stopped in front of a pig farm.
The "big beauty" was waiting quietly outside the circle, motionless.
What kind of power is this? It makes the "big beauty" get up early and trek a long way to get here. She must know that for more than 20 miles, she has to walk for at least 3 hours, and it's still pitiful. Like, looking inside at this time.
Seeing Liu Bancheng coming, a woman wearing ethnic minority costumes came out and said in Chinese with a smile:
"She came early in the morning and she won't be driven away no matter what!"
Ban Cheng said, "Thank you for making you laugh. It seems that I need his 'boyfriend' to care about me again."
When the woman heard this, she covered her mouth and smiled.
Because I had been here once yesterday, I was already familiar with the proprietress. Unexpectedly, the beauty was more familiar with this place, so she opened the door and went straight to her "boyfriend".
The villages of ethnic minorities are dimly lit by smoke.
After making out for a while, I paid the money halfway and followed the "big beauty" back, twisting and turning.
The "big beauty" was in a good mood this time. She looked back at her master as she walked, and occasionally picked up hay on the roadside with her mouth, and her tail swung more cheerfully than before.
After returning, the "great beauty" never went out privately again. Her temper was gentle, her appetite became bigger, and her body became plumper.
Halfway through, spread hay under you and make a double layer. Turn it twice a day to make it extra soft.
Every time the grass is being cleared, the "big beauty" is always around, constantly pressing her mouth against the owner's thigh to show her kindness. She seems to be stronger than others, grateful, and knows who is good for her.
Five months later, "Big Beauty" lived up to expectations and gave birth to 10 piglets one after another. As soon as the little piglet is born, before his eyes open, he can find his own nipple on the belly of the big beauty. It's like it was agreed upon before birth.
Halfway through, one of them was artificially moved to the other nipple, but the little guy obviously refused. He turned around in a hurry and half-squinted his eyes to find his own nipple. What a strange and regular life!
When the piglets were born, everything would have been fine, but the "big beauty" had 12 teats and 10 babies, leaving two empty breast positions.
The two empty breasts had no one to eat them. They were as swollen as big steamed buns. They were uncomfortable when they were swollen, and the big beauty turned back and forth.
It happened that the pig officer of the third company at the foot of the mountain heard that the "big beauty" had "vacancies", so he sent their two extra piglets over.
I was very happy at the halfway point, as it was able to solve the "big beauty's" problem of remaining milk.
But strangely enough, the "big beauty" didn't recognize any of the new piggies.
It was obvious that his children were all white, but these two were all black and much smaller than his own children.
I put my nose up and smelled it, and the smell was definitely not right. It looked like it was not my own, and I bit it when it fell off.
Fortunately, I moved quickly halfway and jumped into the circle to rescue the two little guys.
The pig officer of the third company is in a hurry, but he is not in a hurry halfway, he has a trick.
The next day, I woke up earlier than usual. He held a plastic bucket in one hand and an iron mill in the other, waiting for the "big beauty" to get up and go to his designated location. The "big beauty" doesn't shy away from her master, she just opens her legs and comes. Just pour it on the iron mill that was placed halfway.
After she felt relieved, she hurriedly opened the door and poured the hot yellow urine into the plastic bucket behind her. She carried it back to the dormitory while it was hot and poured it on the two little guys who were still shivering in the corner.
Then, while holding one in his arms, he placed the wet little guys on the empty breasts of the "big beauty".
After placing it, the two little guys instinctively bit the free big breasts and sucked them in big mouthfuls.
At this time, the "big beauty" turned around and sniffed the two little guys several times with her round pink nose. She didn't care much. Oh, it's her own scent. Yes, it should be her own children. .
So he fell asleep.
Seeing this scene, the deputy instructor and the "pig officer" of the third company outside the circle breathed a sigh of relief.
The deputy company commander was convinced this time and admired Liu Bancheng's unique skills.
He said, "What you did is not even in the books!"
Bancheng said, "This is my exclusive secret."
Soon his exclusive tips were spread to the camp and then to the brigade.
Some unit logistics cadres even called specifically to ask about Company Commander He Taiping.
The company commander said, "Really? Is this happening? Why don't I know? I'll go take a look."
But the company commander was never seen next to the pig pen.
Time is like a gurgling stream, constantly flowing down into the distance.
The dead grass branches on the bank were also washed by the stream and turned from yellow to green, and from green to yellow.
Halfway through washing my face by the creek, I rolled up my trousers, my face was dark, but my body was very strong. He is obviously older than when he first joined the camp. He looked tired, and the gains he had made in the past year had diluted the gloom he felt at the beginning of the year.
Today the cooking team has to put away all the fruits of half a summer's work. Part of it was sent to the vegetable cellar. The other part was transported to a separate room set aside by the cooking team. The soldiers went from the vegetable field to the vegetable cellar, hand in hand, forming a line, and carried the big cabbage to the vegetable cellar one arm after another. On the other side, peppers, carrots, mustard greens, etc. were transported to the empty room of the cooking class. There are more than twenty large tanks there, 80 centimeters in diameter and higher than the soldier's chest. Banzheng has long wanted to make full use of these large tanks so that the soldiers can eat fresh pickles all winter.
The whole process was organized in the vegetable cellar. The old cooking squad leader was preparing the food in the pickle house. The deputy company commander was taking command in the field, and his comrades were very unhappy.
The company has not seen this kind of scene for a long time. The comrades feel that they can eat vegetables openly in winter. My company will also have a good life.
The deputy company commander was certainly happier than anyone else.
During the middle of the journey, both sides were busy. After the green onions and cabbages were arranged in the vegetable cellar, he came to cooperate with the cooking squad leader to salt the vegetables. He stepped on a stool and arranged the vegetables on the top floor of the large tank into a star shape that spread outwards, or a mandarin duck fish shape, an apple shape, a pear shape...
The comrades felt that life could be so interesting! One of the recruits said half-jokingly, "Deputy Company Commander Bai, there's still a shortage of 'Grand Officer Chen'!" The deputy company commander punched the soldier in the back. "Little boy, is that what you called 'Chen Daguan'? Get out!" The questions and answers, the jokes, aroused laughter.
Although life is good, days must go on.
