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Chapter 93 The Pig Is Dead

That day, after the company finished breakfast and took it out for training, something big happened when Zhuangyan went to feed the pigs.

He suddenly found that all the pigs in the pigpen seemed to be indifferent. One of the largest pigs was lying motionless in the corner of the pigpen. On weekdays, he squeezed into the front of the food trough as if he was desperate. At this moment, he was lying there sickly and motionless.

The other pigs seemed a little unusual, shaking when walking, like drunk, and twitching a few times, like an addict with a deep drug addiction.

Zhuangyan was shocked and had to go to find Zhu Dekang.

"Old squad leader, the pig seems... something is wrong..."

"What's wrong!?" Zhu Dekang turned his head suddenly and asked nervously: "I went to see it before going to bed last night, they are fine."

Zhuang Yan said: "I don't know either, it seems that a pig is sick..."

"Sick?!"

When Zhu Dekang heard that the pig was sick, he immediately bounced up like a rocket from the small stool, and rushed out of the door with a vest.

"Fat Qi!"

Zhu Dekang, who ran to the pigpen, saw the largest fat pig lying in the corner of the pigpen.

Zhu Dekang had a low level of education and raised ten pigs. He gave him nicknames, from one to ten, called "Fat Big", "Fat Two", and "Fat Three" respectively...

Among them, the fattest one is the best one.

He didn't care about the dirty thing, so he pushed open the fence and rushed in, grabbed Fei Qi's pig's ears, looked carefully, and then looked at the feces around him.

"Oh no! I'm afraid it's acute swine fever!"

Turning his head, he suddenly shouted at Zhuang Yan: "What are you still standing there? Hurry up and go to the company headquarters and ask the health officer to call the veterinarian in the town and ask him to come over quickly!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the pigpen, picked up the bucket and fetched a bucket of water in the reservoir, and began to clean the pigpen wildly.

When Zhuang Yan went back to the company, Zhu Dekang was splitting the pigs.

More than half of the ten pigs had symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea, and only five were left with slightly normal ones, but they were listless and felt a little swaying when walking, just like they were stepping on the rhythm of Disco, and occasionally trembled violently.

"Come here to help!"

He grabbed Fei Qi's hooves and shouted at Zhuangyan: "Take it out!"

The two of them ran into the pigpen and pulled the largest No. 7 pig out of the circle.

Lying on the grass in front of the pigpen, Fei Qi slumped on the ground with a humming moan, only venting his breath and losing his breath, and he seemed to be unable to survive.

"How did you feed the pigs? What did you feed them all!?"

Seeing a large piece of his pig falling down, Zhu Dekang felt so distressed.

"You dick soldier! Nothing good is going anywhere!"

Zhuang Yan felt as if he had been punched in his heart, and he felt numb. He stood there with something blocked in his chest, and felt so uncomfortable that he was dying.

He wanted to refute, but suddenly he found that he had no way to refute.

From the recruit company to now, I have indeed been in trouble.

I was in the first squad before, and I was implicated by the squad leader Yin Xiancong. Now I am here to raise pigs, but after a few days of raising them, I suffered from swine fever.

He swallowed this breath and worked with Zhu Dekang without saying a word until all the pigs were divided into pens according to the severity of the disease and washed the pigpens.

The veterinarian arrived soon.

Company Commander Zhang Jianxing and Deputy Company Commander Li Ding also arrived.

Ten pigs, that's not a small number.

After checking in the pigpen, the veterinarian gave the pig an injection.

"Doctor, what's wrong with the pigs in our company?"

As Li Ding, deputy company commander in charge of company logistics, Zhu's life and death are what he cares about the most.

The veterinarian took off his mask and shook his head, just like a doctor coming out of the operating room facing the patient's family, his face full of regrets.

"It's very troublesome. It's acute swine fever. I got the injection, but I can't say it's definitely effective."

He turned around and said to Zhu Dekang: "Did you give him something unclean?"

Zhu Dekang was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhuangyan, and said, "No, I haven't fed pigs these days, I just came here to take a look every once in a while."

Li Ding and Zhang Jianxing's eyes fell on Zhuang Yanshuo. Zhuang Yan was speechless now. He wanted to explain, but suddenly he didn't want to explain.

Let them!

He thought.

Anyway, no one agrees with what I do now. If you get unlucky, drinking cold water to plug your teeth and farting can hurt your heels.

Just like that weird letter of complaint, most of the company thought it was written by themselves.

Then what does it matter?

Zhuangyan suddenly felt that it didn't matter.

Can you still eat me?

Thinking of this, he straightened his chest and looked at Zhang Jianxing and Li Ding's eyes.

"I just feed the water. Wasn't it the case before? I didn't give them anything else."

Li Ding and Zhang Jianxing exchanged glances, but the two of them didn't say anything, and then sent the veterinarian to leave the company.

Zhu Dekang didn't say anything, glanced at Zhuangyan and went back to the bungalow by himself.

On the third day, nine of them were "glorious".

Pigs die one after another, with a short time apart and a rapid onset.

At first, the company commander and instructor and deputy company commander had a slight fantasy about the pig being saved. When Fei Qi took his last breath, the soap bubbles of fantasy broke with a bang.

There was only a healthy and lively pig left in the entire pigpen.

After the cadres decided to take advantage of the pig's health and kill it quickly. You can make a tooth sacrifice to improve the food.

Zhu Dekang's favorite Fei Qi was the first to get sick, but unexpectedly, he survived almost and finally returned to the west.

On the day when Fei Qi was hanging, Zhu Dekang squatted in the pigpen, silently looked at Fei Qi and swallowed his last breath, then twitched his shoulder a few times, lowered his head and returned to the small bungalow.

During the whole day afterwards, Zhu Dekang stopped reading his favorite martial arts novels, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling for an hour or two, like a dead person.

Zhuang Yan felt that Zhu Dekang was a little nervous several times. Didn’t he just die of ten pigs? He was like losing his parents? Buy ten pigs and raise them.

The pig died, and for the solemn, life was even more boring.

The kitchen squad does not organize infantry training, so he can't get the gun, so Zhuangyan can only train himself every day.

Logically speaking, the solemnity of the past hated training, and he even hated Comrade Xu Dianxing, who was more diligent than himself.

But now, he found that he had become the person he once hated the most.

Even Zhuang Yan himself couldn't explain what this change was.

This is how people are. When you get used to a kind of life and make you change in an instant, you will feel that life is meaningless.

Just like a farmer who has been farming for a lifetime, even if the younger generations are promising, they can make a lot of money. They don’t need to go to the fields anymore. Even if they are brought to the city, they can turn the small garden of the villa into a vegetable field.
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