Chapter seven hundred and eighty second new pet(1/2)
"The calf from Grandma Wang's house is sick, so please ask the veterinarian in the town to see the doctor!" Erwazi said.
"What's so good about this?" Ye Rongyao said.
"Many people in the village are watching at Grandma Wang's house. Uncle Rongyao, let's not talk about it, we have to go to the veterinarian to treat the cow."
After Erwazi finished speaking, he led a group of children to run forward in a hurry.
"Anyway, there's nothing to do, so go and have a look."
Ye Rongyao is also quite bored now, so he followed the group of bear dolls to Grandma Wang's house.
By the time Ye Rongyao arrived at Grandma Wang’s house, her yard was already full of people.
Taoyuan Village is so big that everyone knows when there is a sensation.
As long as it is not the busy farming season in the countryside, there will be many people bored and go wherever there is fun.
Just a few days ago, Mary, an international friend, came to Ye Rongyao's house, and the village caused a sensation, and they all found reasons to go to Ye Rongyao's house to see foreign girls.
It’s not okay to find a reason. Now, except for a few families close to his family, ordinary villagers are fine, and Weng Tao doesn’t let anyone go in.
"Glory is here!"
Seeing Ye Rongyao coming, many villagers made way for Ye Rongyao to enter.
Now the villagers admire Ye Rongyao very much, even international friends know him.
I heard many people say that the beautiful foreign girl from Mei Country is still chasing Ye Rongyao.
Unfortunately, Ye Rongyao has a wife, but the foreign girl would rather be a young girl than follow Ye Rongyao.
I heard that Ye Rongyao slept with other women and drove them back to China.
In the eyes of the villagers of Taoyuan Village, Ye Rongyao is bringing glory to the country and to the village!
If Ye Rongyao knew that these idle people in the village were talking about him and Mary like this.
I guess Ye Rongyao would vomit blood in anger.
Where is this?
I and that Mary are definitely innocent, and these villagers think so dirty.
This simply damages my glorious image!
"Glory, you are here too!"
The old village chief looked at Ye Rongyao with some surprise and said.
After all, Ye Rongyao usually stays in his yard and rarely comes to the village.
Today I suddenly saw Ye Rongyao appearing in the village, which shocked the old village chief.
"Yes, now the family is a world of women. I can't afford to offend me, so I have to come out and hide."
Ye Rongyao said with a smile.
"Or what if I go to drink at night!" said the old village chief.
"No, I'd better stay at home with Qingqing. By the way, what's the village chief doing? It's such a big posture."
Ye Rongyao asked. After all, one-third of the people in Taoyuan Village came here to watch the fun. This attitude is really not small in Taoyuan Village.
"Aunt Wang's cow is sick. He has not eaten or drunk for several days. He is still pregnant with a baby cow. He rushed to the town to invite all the veterinarians. What's wrong with this?"
The old village chief pointed to the old veterinarian who was giving the buffalo physical examination and said to Ye Rongyao.
There are two types of cattle raised by villagers in Taoyuan Village, one is a buffalo and the other is a scalper.
However, the scalper has a bad temper and will attack people when he gets angry. Last year, the village stopped raising scalpers.
And if you hit it, it will not attack people and work hard.
However, the meat of this buffalo is not as delicious as the meat of a scalper. It is mainly used to raise buffaloes.
However, with the mechanization, the work of plowing fields has been replaced by machinery, and the buffalo is less and less useful.
There are fewer and fewer people raising buffaloes. When Ye Rongyao was a child, he often saw buffaloes on the road. Now, he basically can’t see the cows.
Even scalpers are raised in the farm. When they are too big, they will kill the meat.
This would be impossible in ancient times. In ancient times, oxen plowing was the primary productive force and had to be registered.
At that time, plowing oxes were not allowed to be bought or slaughtered privately, otherwise they would have to go to jail or even beheaded.
In ancient China, who had a plowing ox, but it was awesome, and the whole village loved it.
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"Sister Wang, you have anorexia and it's hard to cure!"
The old veterinarian said after examining the buffalo.
“Is there any treatment?”
Grandma Wang asked anxiously.
Grandma Wang's wife passed away a few years ago, and her children were all outside. Grandma Wang relied on raising buffaloes and rented them to villagers to do farm work and earn some money for living.
Originally, the buffalo was pregnant, and Grandma Wang was quite happy. The extra buffalo would make the income more.
It was a good thing, but a few days ago, the buffalo did not eat or drink.
Whether it is a human or an animal, if you don’t eat or drink, you won’t be able to hold on for a few days.
But Grandma Wang was so anxious that she found someone to treat the buffalo, but it just couldn't be cured.
If it weren't for the potion these days, the buffalo would have died long ago.
This time I found a lot of contacts before I found the old veterinarian.
If he couldn't cure the buffalo, the buffalo would really not be cured.
Grandma Wang is really about to cry, it is the money for her retirement.
"It's hard to cure, you'd better get rid of it as soon as possible." said the old veterinarian.
"It's really beyond help?"
Grandma Wang looked at the old veterinarian and asked.
"I have no choice, you can find someone else to see it." The old veterinarian shook his head and said.
"What a pity, this buffalo is still young and it's gone?"
"It would be fine if the little buffalo was born. Now, Grandma Wang is really generous."
"This old veterinarian is the best veterinarian in our town. He said he would be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured if he didn't want to be cured
"There will be no buffalo plowing in our village from now on."
"Yes, there are too few people raising buffaloes now. It seems that they can only find machines to plow the fields in the future, but that cost much more."
"Sister Wang is really unlucky this time. This buffalo is the source of her pension money!"
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The villagers were talking, feeling a little sorry that the only buffalo in Taoyuan Village was gone.
As the old veterinarian left, the villagers slowly dispersed, leaving only a few relatives of Grandma Wang's family.
"Sister-in-law, while the buffalo is not dead yet, hurry up. When you die, it will be worthless."
"Yes, it can't be cured, no, it's a problem if you really have to put it on yourself."
"But the buffalo is sick, who wants it?" Grandma Wang said with a headache.
This animal is afraid of having a disease that cannot be cured. Once it gets these diseases, it will not be cured.
"Grandma Wang, do you want this buffalo?" Ye Rongyao asked closer.
"Glory, I think, but now, what else can I pay for?"
When Grandma Wang saw Ye Rongyao coming, she spoke to Ye Rongyao.
Although Grandma Wang is an elder, she is still very polite to Ye Rongyao now.
"Or, give it to me, just give it to me."
Ye Rongyao said. Ye Rongyao's family is now short of oxen and plowing land, so he just happened to use the buffalo.
Ye Rongyao doesn't want to use any modern machine to turn over the soil of his home. Ye Rongyao still likes this ancient way.
"How can that be done? These are all sick cows. Isn't this a cheating cow? That's not."
Grandma Wang said, "The old man can't do anything to cheat his neighbors."
"Grandma Wang is fine, isn't it just anorexia? I want to raise it in my house, maybe I won't be tired of it." Ye Rongyao said.
After all, many of my grasses have been watered in my home. Although they have been diluted, the effect is very good.
Ye Rongyao believed that when this cow arrived at his own home, he would not be anorexia.
"real?"
To be continued...