dream village

Zhang Tao looked at the mountains in the distance, and said firmly, no!I have to do something for the village and change the bad habit of the villagers raising pigs.

But hundreds of thousands of folks have raised pigs like this, how can you make them change?said the monkey in surprise.

Recently, I have read some books about raising pigs, and I have a good understanding of pig raising techniques.I am going to summarize and sort out a set of materials on the disadvantages of raising pigs in the village, and then make a publicity in the village.Monkey, you have a better cultural foundation, so I will help you more then.Zhang Tao said confidently.

OK!No problem, Brother Tao, just do as you order.Monkey said briskly.However, he was a little hesitant and amused in his heart, why did Brother Tao think of doing this out of nowhere?Can this be done?Can the habits of the folks be changed based on a document?

Zhang Tao is determined to change the bad habit of raising pigs in the village. That is because he grew up with pigs, and his memory is sweet and bitter.Without this docile and lovely pig, he would not be what he is now. This is indeed true.For more than ten years, the pig has maintained his poor and poor family, providing him with food, clothing and education, but behind the pig are his haggard and exhausted parents.

Isn't that how farmers live?How can farmers live without pigs?Zhang Tao has always been entangled in a question, what is the difference between farmers and pigs, and pigs and farmers?Which of them is happier?Whenever he thought of this question and couldn't figure it out, he would feel that all the villagers in his village would turn into skinny pigs looking for food all over the mountains and fields.Isn't life just a sharp butcher's knife?Isn't that piece of land a slaughterhouse or a grave for burying folks?

Feed pigs in the lower punch mainly grass, with hogwash and supplemented with coarse grains.Pig food is cooked with firewood.

One of the advantages of raising pigs in Shanchong is that we can use free weeds and firewood.The weeds and firewood all over the mountains seem to be specially made for raising pigs.Finding grass and chopping firewood is often the work of children.

Zhang Tao's family has no labor to go down the well to make money. His father is a private teacher with a low income, and his family is in a difficult situation.The family not only raised a pig woman, but also a meat pig.This makes the tasks of cutting firewood and pulling pigweed extremely onerous.Zhang Tao was most annoyed by these things when he was a child, especially pulling pigweed. He thought it was quite shameful, and it was a girl's job.

However, you have to do it if you are annoyed. Who made you the son of a farmer?The sensible little Zhang Tao can only bite the bullet and do this glorious and great thing day after day and year after year.Good guy, I have been doing this for more than ten years. The pig grass basket was only thrown away in junior high school, and the hatchet was put down only after studying hard in high school.

80. Finding grass and chopping firewood in the [-]s was not an easy task.There are so many pigs in the village howling to eat grass every day, and they eat fat and fat, and let the villagers slaughter and eat their meat.In order to have meat to eat, the folks are even more frantic to pull grass.But the village is only so small, how can this palm-sized piece of land withstand the crazy plundering of so many people and pigs?As a result, the village's roadsides, ridges, earth walls, ditches, mountains and other land that may grow grass were ripped bare by the villagers, which was more thorough than a fire that left no trace.Some grass folks even uprooted the grass with the small shovel they carried with them. It can be said that the grass does not leave roots, and the spring breeze does not grow.

Pulling away, the topic is brought back.A few days later, Zhang Tao came back from school and excitedly said to the monkey, look!Monkey, this is the pig raising book I compiled.

The monkey took the letter paper and took a look, wow!There are dozens of sheets of paper, and every page is densely written.Zhang Tao's broad-mindedness in caring for the villagers made monkeys feel admiration for him spontaneously.

Walk!Monkey, we went to engrave stencils in elementary school.It took Zhang Tao and the monkey a whole day to carve the wax paper.

When printing, Huzi and the others came to help.After nearly three days of hard work, it took more than 200 yuan of paper and ink to print more than 400 copies of "The Best Book of Pig Raising".

During the period, when Zhang Tao found the old village chief and talked about it, he was so happy that he slapped Zhang Tao heavily on the shoulder and said, Tugu, good boy!good!It is really commendable to be able to think of contributing and doing something for the hometown.I'll make arrangements right away and notify all the housewives to come and listen to your lecture on raising pigs.

In the evening of that day, the women of the village gathered in the auditorium of the primary school, sitting or standing, and it was very lively.Some are housewives, some are granny with a cane, some are big girls, some are pulling or holding children...

All the young people handed out the materials, the old village head finished the opening remarks, and Zhang Tao began to give lectures.

At first, the women were a little curious, and all of them stared at Zhang Tao with wide eyes and listened carefully to his lecture.Zhang Tao stood on a small bench and talked about his pig raising experience with a voice like a bell and a high spirit.He was so proud and happy that the auditorium seemed to be filled with hundreds of pigs. Under his lectures, they thrived and grew white, tender and fat. They rushed to the slaughterhouse together. A lot of banknotes were exchanged for the folks in the village.

After a while, the auditorium became restless.The cries of children, the voices of women chatting and greeting each other one after another.The hoarse roar of the old village chief couldn't stop the noise that had suppressed Zhang Tao's lecture.

Zhang Tao had no choice but to shout, Huzi, Monkey, help these sisters-in-law take those crying children outside to play.In order to support Brother Tao's career, Huzi and the others had no choice but to bite the bullet and become babysitters one by one.

After the child was taken away, the auditorium became much quieter, and Zhang Tao began to speak in a cadence.However, soon, the auditorium became noisy again.The women didn't believe what Zhang Tao said!What kind of pigpen should be disinfected and washed as soon as possible, what kind of hogwash should not be used directly, it should be fermented and sterilized first, what kind of feeding should be raw feeding and cooked feeding, thick feeding and thin feeding, combination of small meals and frequent meals, what timing, etc. should be mastered. Four fixed feeding theory of quantitative, qualitative and constant temperature.In particular, he said that vegetables and grass should not be cooked and fed directly, which makes them unacceptable. Will pigs eat these things if they are not cooked?What should I do if I eat diarrhea?

There was almost nothing about what Zhang Tao said that made them feel unbelievable and unacceptable.During the lecture, Zhang Tao kept accusing the women of the village of raising pigs, which was wrong and that was wrong. It was a bit picky, as if he was a pig raising aunt.This made the women ashamed and a little impatient, and their attitude towards Zhang Tao was a little disrespectful.They thought, Tugu, you are a young man, and you have been studying in school, what do you know about raising pigs?We have been raising pigs for decades, can't we compare to you?Do you still want to teach me?

The women began to bombard Zhang Tao with hundreds of sharp mouths, asking him various questions, some of which were purely funny, some were deliberately difficult, and some were weird.

Amidst the firing of thousands of guns, Zhang Tao only felt his brain humming, as if thousands of pigs were feeding on his brain.He was clumsy, unable to deal with it at all.yes!Zhang Tao is neither an expert in raising pigs nor has much experience in raising pigs. He just learned some claws and scales from books, thinking about helping the elder sisters and sisters in the village. How can he deal with such a complicated situation and answer so many tricky questions? problem?

Needless to say, the lecture ended abruptly amidst a lot of noise.Zhang Tao, who is high-spirited and full of confidence, is now a little downcast and disheartened. It seems that those deep-rooted traditions and habits cannot be changed with a few words or one or two classes.

A few days later, Zhang Tao led Huzi and the others to check the effect of his lectures.He was devastated to find that the "Pig Raising Book" he worked so hard to print out was torn out and pasted on the wall gap or window of the pig house.Pigs, can you understand?