Another evening, the setting sun shone golden and red on the field in front of the cowshed. The white cow's calf was already three months old. It no longer drank more milk and went to the grassland to graze. The white cow naturally became a cow, and its milk was as abundant as ever because of frequent milking.
At this moment, Liao Hao was approaching the white cow and holding a porcelain bowl to receive the milk. He saw Ma Xiangzhi walking from the side of the cowshed with a smile. She shook the light green kettle in her hand and said to Liao Hao, "You Do you know what's in here? Liao Hao felt that there was something inside, but he couldn't tell for sure. He just shouted casually, what else could it be pretending to be? Isn't it just an empty kettle used to catch milk?
You're half right, I'm here to pick up the milk, but today I brought a gift to the cow.
what gift? Liao Hao stood up straight from his squatting position and asked.
This pot is filled with fermented soy milk for the cows to drink. Come quickly and get a basin, and I will pour the soy milk into it for the cows to drink.
Is it for yellow cows or white cows?
casual.
Liao Hao told her that Xu Qinqin was grazing yellow cows on the meadow and had not come back yet. The soy milk should be given to the white cows! When Ma Xiangzhi saw that Liao Hao was not going to get the basin to put the soy milk in her kettle, she walked to Liao Hao's room by herself.
Liao Hao said, there is no milk for you to milk today. Du Juan also gave birth to a baby. Her husband said hello in the morning. I will milk the milk and send it to her now.
Ma Xiangzhi was stunned. Dujuan has a lot of milk. She is not short of milk when feeding her children. Why does she need milk? She didn't think much, and Liao Hao asked her to leave the kettle filled with soy milk and promised to send her a kettle of fresh milk tomorrow morning. After all, Ma Xiangzhi was a guest, so she thanked him as he wished and left.
The white cow is very strong, with two rows of milk bags facing each other under its belly, both bulging like light bulbs. The white cow understands human nature. It looked at the kettle placed in the field, its eyes gleaming with longing, wanting to drink.
Liao Hao felt it and ignored it. He only paid attention to the calf that slowly gave up its milk and learned to wander on the grassland and sometimes nibbled on the young grass. He was worried that it would get lost or be attacked by hunters.
It was getting dark now, and the calf was still running towards a corner farther and farther away from the yurt. Liao Hao quickly chased after it, trying to drive it back.
After all, the calf was timid and ran further away, then circled back to the white cow, scurried under its belly and sipped its milk carelessly.
Liao Hao rushed back panting. When the white cow saw him, he stamped his feet and stared at the kettle that was out of reach because it was tied to the rope and could not open it.
Of course Liao Hao understood its meaning and scolded, "Why are you so greedy?" As he spoke, he got into the inner room of the yurt, took out a basin, then unscrewed the lid of the kettle, poured it into the mouth, and the soy milk poured out into the basin like a waterfall. The white cow was so greedy that it stretched its neck again and again. Finally, when the owner put half a basin of soy milk under its neck, it drank it all in a few mouthfuls.
Liao Hao then put the mouth of the empty water bottle to the teat of the white cow and slowly squeezed out the milk. After squeezing one breast dry, I squeezed that one again. For a long time, I squeezed 4 milk bags. The water bottle was only half full. Then I squeezed another one. If it was not enough, I squeezed the last one until all of them were squeezed out. The kettle was only half full.
The white cow did not move much, and allowed Liao Hao to receive the milk from his belly, as if he wanted to repay the soy milk he had just given him. Although he was not satisfied at all, he still wanted to show his gratitude to others. Originally, if you express the last milk bag, and then go to the first milk bag, you will definitely get more milk.
Liao Hao stopped squeezing, holding the kettle filled with most of the milk and saying to herself: Hey, she thought it was easy to pick up the milk. I have been picking it up for so long, but it is not full yet. I stopped taking it, mixed it with boiling water and gave it to her.
The white cow couldn't speak human language, but it understood human language. It saw Liao Hao walking out of the yurt before the lights were lit in the dusk, taking out an empty bowl with a big belly, poured the milk from the kettle into it, and then brought a boiling water bottle to add some water. Add boiling water and it becomes a bowl full of milk.
Liao Hao filled the kettle with the diluted milk. A sly smile flashed across his lips and he said, "How can I give you such cheap things? Just let your Ma Xiangzhi child eat some parallel-imported milk!" If it were true, wouldn’t I lose money? Most people cannot see that milk mixed with water is sold at the same price as real milk. In this way, one pot of real milk can be converted into two pots of parallel imports, and you can make more money.
Bai Niu realized that Liao Hao was up to no good and kept stamping his feet. Liao Hao didn't know what he meant and yelled at Bai Niu, "This is not soy milk, it's milk. It's your own. Do you still want to drink it?"
The humane White Niu was very grateful to Ma Xiangzhi for bringing her soy milk, and thought that Liao Hao should not treat her like this. Liao Hao was using lies for his own selfish interests. It had no way to expose it, so it had to stamp its feet, but what's the use of stamping? White Bull calmed down again.
After Liao Hao left, it was thinking about how to expose Liao Hao's fake behavior? If the secret cannot be exposed, at least Liao Hao must be stopped from harming others. Milk mixed with water easily spoils. Drinking spoiled milk is harmful to health and may even cause disease. Bai Niu stared blankly at the route where Liao Hao's figure was hidden. For a long time, he had an idea and he wanted to put it into practice.
At this time, Xu Qinqin came with the big cow. After tying it into the cattle pen, he came to take the white cow and tied it in the cattle pen again. The cattle pen had no door. When Xu Qinqin tied two cows one after another, she lit up the matches and only used two. Her hands and feet were quick, and the flames burned long enough for her to finish the job neatly.
Seeing the mother cow enter the pen, the calf followed suit. Xu Qinqin stepped aside, moving lightly so as not to scare away the calf that had just entered the pen. Seeing the calf approaching the mother cow, she felt relieved and left.
At this time, the white cow buried its head, used its horns to goad the calf, and then turned restlessly, trying to break the rope tied to the wooden pole in its nostrils.
But the force was too much and it hurt, so he changed his approach and rubbed his butt hard against the other end of the cow rope tied to the wooden wedge, hoping to loosen or break the knot. Seeing that the mother cow didn't stop moving for a long time, and the calf couldn't get close to her, he found an empty place to lie down, and his ears were filled with the sound of the mother cow making a clicking sound.
Ma Xiangzhi's house is south of Liao Hao's house, and it takes half an hour to walk there. In the early morning of this day, Ma Xiangzhi was thinking about the kettle that she gave to Liao yesterday. She wondered if Liao had filled it with milk for her now? She planned to go there, said hello to her husband Hu Jun and went out. She had only walked a hundred meters when she saw Liao Hao walking towards her.
He was holding the kettle in his hand and said with a smile, he brought you a full jug of milk. Ma Xiangzhi took it and told Liao Hao not to leave. She planned to use the milk to make milk tea for him to try. Liao Hao thought to himself: What is the taste of milk mixed with water to make milk tea? Then he said that I had to leave for something. Ma Xiangzhi couldn't keep him, so she thanked him again and returned home with the jug of milk.
Her family lived in a house with a civil structure, which was not high but very strong. The roof was covered with linoleum, and long nails were driven into the top and edges. No matter how strong the wind on the grassland was, it would be difficult to move it.
Hu Jun came out of the house. There was a place in front of him. He held the crying child and said, feed the baby quickly. This baby was a good boy, and his family named him Hu Xiong. He was really a bit "male", and he was born with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like brain. A pair of bright eyes were embedded in the round face, which were blurred by the tears caused by the crying, which was clearly a mischievous protest.
Ma Xiangzhi's heart softened when she heard the baby's cry. She quickly put down the pot of milk, and immediately untied her bra, revealing two porcelain jar-like breasts. Then she took the baby from Hu Jun's hand and stuffed one of her breasts. When it entered his mouth, he sucked it gurglingly and stopped crying.
