Continuing with the stress mentioned earlier, it can also be said that animals are very intelligent.

As I knocked on the pot more and more, they would naturally find that every time they ran after me, there would be no good food, and the "disappointment" soon spread in the flock, and the team of chickens chasing me became smaller and smaller.

From the initial twenty or so, it slowly became three or two.

Until one time, the only rooster in the house, with a neck as tall as me, walked up to me with his head held high. There was also a "cooing" sound in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking to himself.

It looked at me in surprise for a long time.

As the eyes of the poultry animal grew on either side of the head, it kept rocking its drooping head, looking left and right in front of me.

This repeated the cycle several times, and the words were still muttering to himself.

"Coo, goo, goo......"

Naturally, I don't know what's going on.

For the first time, a child saw a "little animal" that had been oppressed for a long time so actively approaching him, so close to him, and without fear.

There was still a little longing and expectation in its eyes. There is still a little urgency in the sound of "cooing", some are gearing up, eager to try, and a little impatient.

I was so happy to see it walking towards me that I was ready to touch it.

As a result, just when my brain was thinking wildly, and my little hand was about to touch the neck of the big, the big pecked at my nose with lightning speed!

"Wow", I immediately cried in pain.

That bad guy actually took my nose for food!

Under normal circumstances, when they hear their children crying, parents will go to their children's side to ask for warmth as soon as possible. This is especially true for grandparents. At this time, children will always wait for adults to hug and coax themselves, get tired of being coquettish in the arms of their elders, and feel the feeling of being cared for and cared for.

Naturally, I did the same, because I knew my mom was at home.

In fact, many things in life can backfire. It doesn't matter to anyone.

When I wanted to roar a little louder, scare the big away and get my mother's attention, the big was clearly not intimidated by my roar. On the contrary, it became more persistent, stimulating the secretion of male hormones, and in a fighting mood, it continued to unceremoniously peck "fiercely" on my innocent, helpless and pitiful nose, as if to avenge me for chasing them.

It hurts!

That was the first impression at the time. Of course I cried even louder.

Again!

The pain in my heart made me suddenly sober up. It made me realize that if I continued to stand still, my little nose would be constantly attacked by this gluttonous, savage, and somewhat "war-loving" big. So I cried out loud and ran in the direction of home.

Seeing me turn my head and run like crazy, this big rooster became more and more energetic, as if it was the winner of the confrontation between the two armies, the arrogance was fully displayed, and it seemed that there was some unwillingness to eat the food, and after being stunned for a second, he chased me along the trajectory of "escape", of course, he muttered "coo" in his mouth......

In economics and management, the "herd effect theory" is used to describe some herd events or psychology. However, no matter what discipline it is, the research and practice of the herd effect theory cannot ignore the important role of the "head sheep" in the whole theory and practice.

Of course, the "head sheep" here must be the big rooster.

I heard the cooing of the big rooster getting louder and louder as he ran, and all the chickens in the yard chased after me under his leadership.

That's when I realized that the cooing might also mean to summon my teammates to enjoy a meal together. It could be like, "Come on, come on, there's something good to eat!"

I ran home with all my strength, for fear that the big rooster would launch a new round of "attack" against me with his team.

When I play in my own courtyard on weekdays, I always feel that I can run to the house quickly, but at such a "moment" at this time, why is the journey from home so long?

I finally ran home.

The big rooster also chased in with the "food grabbing team".

At this time, my mother finally noticed my crying.

I have to sigh here, how long is the mother's reflex arc?

The result speaks for itself, and the mother used her feminine majesty to deter this "mutiny".

When my mother learned from my crying muttering that it was the big rooster biting my nose, and then saw my nose, which was pecked by the big rooster and swollen like a small steamed bun, she actually became super gloating and laughing, laughing forward and backward, laughing unscrupulously, laughing lawlessly......

So, I was ridiculed by my family for a long time with this red "clown nose".

In the end, this incident once became a joke among relatives and friends at home.

In fact, the one who can talk about this matter the most is my unscrupulous sister. Especially when there are the most people, make me make a fool of it.

When I was a child, I felt embarrassed, and when I mentioned it, I would get angry, unhappy, and feel very ashamed. When I grew up, I thought it was really interesting to be thick-skinned, so I took this and shared it with you as the first little story of the novel.

I can also tell my children and grandchildren through this novel, so that they can know what happened to their grandfather and grandfather's grandfather when they were young.