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"Brother. I'm asking you how much milk you produced today. Al Que smiled bitterly

"No problem, the New Zealand cows you entered are really worth it, usually our cows, just milk about three trucks of milk, recently every day is three and a half cars, milk production is really much stronger than before. When his cousin heard this, he was also overjoyed. This foreign cow is good, and he will let his youngest son raise two of them.

"Oh, is it a microservice?" Ai Que De raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but he was very happy in his heart, his decision was still right, when he introduced New Zealand cows. The whole family will spend more than a million when they hear it. They all disagreed, but thanks to their own pressure, they overrode the public opinion and led the cow in. Now it seems that it is really not a loss.

"Oh, so much milk has been squeezed out, three and a half carts of milk, and how much has been delivered these days, to the milk station?" asked Ekward hurriedly.

"Hey, hey, every day, five cars.

Beneath his cousin's honest appearance, there was a hint of cunning at this time

Equde has three milk trucks of his own, each of which is a ton and a half of a mouthful. He only has three and a half truckloads of milk, so how can he deliver five truckloads a day?

This has to say that he is ruthless enough. In the past, his dairy farm could only produce three truckloads of milk a day, so he evened out some of the milk, divided it into four carts, and then mixed it with water and added cyanide. Now his dairy farm produces every day. Three and a half carts of raw milk, he dared to redeem five carts. This bastard made his fortune by doing this.

Ai Que De is very beautiful in his heart, and in this way, he will send a carload of milk more than the original every day, so in this case, he will have one-third more income than the original every month, and this kind of business is really a million profits. As for those who drink his milk. He can't take care of it!

Listening to the old watch's answer, Ai Que felt very satisfied, and according to this momentum, after a quarter, the capital he brought in the New Zealand cows came back.

Feeling almost over, Al Qude was about to go back, when his old watch stopped him. Let him wait a while. After saying that, he turned around and ran into the house, and after a while, he came out with two large five-liter plastic buckets and handed them to Ai Quede.

It was only then that he remembered that his family also drank milk every day, and milk was even a drink in his house. Drink it like water every day. This thing is indeed good for the body to people of his age, drinking milk is obviously not lacking in calcium, and every husband sleeps with fragrance. However, the milk they drink is all raw milk, not mixed with water and cyanamide at all.

But it's not good at all, their milk is not processed in the factory, and no preservatives are added. So you have to drink it quickly, or if you leave it for a day or two, the milk will go bad. So the family doesn't drink anything else at home, just milk.

Usually he brought back a barrel every two days, but today his old cousin brought him two barrels, and Ai Que felt a little strange and asked, "Cousin, what are you doing here? Why do you bring two barrels?"

"Hey, hey, one of the buckets is the colostrum of New Zealand cows from the net, this is a baby, it's good for the body, you go back and taste it." His old cousin said with a lewd smile.

"Oh, it's a micro-service, then you have to try it. "When he heard that it was bovine colostrum, he was very excited, and he had to replenish his body recently.

The last few times, I have been to the little widow in the southern district, and I am a little overwhelmed there, and this colostrum is more to drink, Ai Que De thought to himself. Thinking. Thinking about it, I felt a little thirsty, so I directly put the colostrum there. The lid of the bucket was unscrewed and he took a sip to his mouth.

"Yes. Not bad indeed. Al Que said with his eyes closed and savored it.

Actually, this thing has a fart difference, most of it is just a psychological effect, but Ai Que De is very useful, and slowly walks to his car.

After getting into the car, Ai Que De didn't rush to leave, and took the colostrum over and drank it, this thing is good! Drink more, wait until the afternoon, the nutrition should be fully absorbed, and then go to recruit the little widow of Nancheng to fight, and see if she dares to laugh at herself like last time.

Remembering the last time he had lost face at the little widow, Al Qude felt a pang of resentment, and took the bucket of colostrum and drank two sips. It doesn't feel like enough. He faced the mouth of the barrel again, and drank a cow until he couldn't drink it anymore, and then he stopped. I feel that I didn't drink a pound this time, and I had to drink eight taels. Hmph, wait for the nutrients to be absorbed almost completely. I went to the widow of Nancheng to fight against her, and I must beg for mercy today.

Ai Que De rushed home satisfied, and when he got home, he saw that his wife had gone out to play mahjong. There was no one at home. Zhuang Bi, this child, when he grows up. I bought him a house in the city for him to get married, but this kid is not married, and now he is afraid that he will nag his mother. Just where to stay.

Thinking that there was nothing to do, Ai Que De lay down in bed and began to recuperate, and waited for the afternoon to go to the little widow in Nancheng to regain the face he had lost last time, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Slept until the afternoon Ai Que De was woken up by a sharp pain all over his body, what the hell is going on. He felt a swelling pain in his lower back and lower abdomen. I wanted to get up and sit up, but I felt weak and nauseous. What the fuck is going on?, Al Que De thought to himself, I haven't eaten anything today?

Feeling that his stomach was getting bigger and bigger, Ai Que De hurriedly ran out to go to the toilet, but standing in front of the toilet, he couldn't pee for more than half an hour. But my stomach was still very swollen, and there was a pinprick sensation in my lower back.

That's when he heard the cell phone ringing in his room. Hurriedly moved to the room, step by step. Now with every step he took, there was a sharp pain in the joints of the bones all over his body. … Bonji knew what was going on. Got a cold. It's not more like someone else says

When Ai Que De moved to the bedroom, he was already sweating profusely, and when he saw that the mobile phone on the bedside table was still ringing, he quickly moved over and picked up the phone.

"Hey, who?. Ai Que De was so painful that he didn't even have time to look at the caller number, so he picked up the phone.

"Hey, cousin, no. The panicked voice on the phone was the same old watch that showed him the dairy farm.

"Cousin!what's wrong!" Al Que said this, and he also chuckled mentally, wondering if something had happened to the dairy farm.

"Brother, I don't know what's going on. Now the cows in the cowshed are vomiting and diarrhea, pulling non-stop, not eating, and I don't know if there is something sick?" his cousin's voice was anxious, and he seemed flustered.

In fact, his cousin has also abandoned the cow for so many years, and of course knows what these symptoms are. He knew that this symptom was like being taken a croton, but how dare he tell his cousin?

But at night he would sneak away to a village not far away, where an old widow was waiting for him!

But this village is just such a dairy farm. It is the main source of the village's economy. Many people in the village work in the factory, and the cow is too big to steal. So the security of this dairy farm has always been very good, and nothing has happened, so this old guy is also very relieved.

He pondered that someone must have taken advantage of his absence. The feed for the cows is supplemented with croton. But at this time, how dare he tell Al Quede about this?

In addition, there is a reason why Equede only let him live alone on the dairy farm. Because every morning after milking, they had to add trimer cyanide to the milk, but the people of the village could not know about it, and if they did, the simple villagers would have to clean them up.

So every night before going to bed, he would add the cyanuric rubber that he would add to each car the next day, mix it with milk, mix it and put it in a plastic bucket of several liters. The next day, on his way to the milk station, his son would drive into a yard they had prepared and pour water into it. Then add the already prepared cyananide limb milk to each cart of raw milk.

"And what about those New Zealand cows?" Al Que De was sweating at this time, and he didn't know if it was painful or urgent.

"Is that the same? It's been fine this morning. I don't know what's going on at this time?" said his cousin angrily.

"Why don't you go to the veterinarian?" Al Quede's voice was done with a roar, and by this time he had lost the calm and calm virtue of the morning, but he could not care too much about it.

These cows are his life! If something happens, it will be a miserable loss, and most of his life's hard work will be compensated.

Al Que threw the phone out, what the hell did you do to the ground? It's fine in the morning, why do cows suddenly have diarrhea?

I have stepped down from my position for many years, and I have been a low-key person all these years. Didn't you provoke anyone? If you want to say that your only enemy, that's what? Director Zhao, who was once falsely accused by him, heard that guy went to work in the south, and he was still in the city, so who was looking for trouble with him?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, but the pain in his body became worse and worse, and at this time, even the joints in his legs began to hurt, and he couldn't stand up from the pain, so he hurriedly lay on the bed next to him. to relieve the pain.

After a while, the mobile phone he had dropped on the bed began to ring again, and Ai Qude struggled to crawl over and pick up the phone. "Hey, who is it?"

"Uncle, it's me!" came the cry of Ekude's old cousin's son, who was in charge of the daily convoy of milk to the milk station, and who did the daily work of mixing water and adding cyanide to the raw milk.

Hearing his crying at this time, Eked instinctively felt that it was not a good thing.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, you're going to say?" said Ekude, agitated, and roared again.

"Uncle, I was robbed." His cousin cried.

"What's going on? What about our milk? Ai Que De suddenly broke out in a cold sweat again. It began to flow down his head.

"This morning, I went to the milk station as usual to deliver milk, and halfway to our small yard to mix milk with water. Al Quede's cousin began to describe.

It turned out that every morning, the villagers of Sanhe Township would go to the dairy farm in Ai Que de to help milk the cows in exchange for two wages. After milking, his cousin's son would drive the milk convoy to the milk station to deliver the milk.

Ai Que De raised three milk delivery trucks himself, which are actually the old-fashioned barrel sprinkler trucks of the past, once modified, the large bucket of water in the back can hold milk. Now his dairy farm. He could collect three and a half truckloads of milk a day, but he had to dilute it into five carts, so he rented two more milk trucks and hired someone to drive them.

Although it is now an open secret for the majority of milk delivery households, there are still not many people who secretly mix cyanide limb into it, and there are only a few households. Unlike those large dairies, they blatantly mix cyanide into the milk they collect, and even more excessively, they directly add urine to it to increase the nitrogen content

But he Ai Que De opened the dairy farm in this Sanhe Township. The folk customs are quite simple, and the common people can't stand those deceptive things the most. Not to mention the chemical raw materials added to his milk, which can also harm people. So Ai Que De didn't dare to add melagen glue directly to the milk in his own dairy farm in Sanhe Township, so he rented a small farm yard on the way to the milk station, and asked his nephew to lead the team here every day halfway, and let the drivers go to have breakfast.

His cousin will take advantage of this effort to complete the work of mixing water into the milk truck and adding melagen gum. But this morning, as soon as his cousin let the drivers go, the net was about to mix water and add cyanide to the milk truck, and the garden rushed in several times. A fierce and vicious man. First beat him up. Then he tied him up, put tape on his mouth, and threw him in a dilapidated house in the yard.

Then those big men put all the milk on several milk delivery trucks, and the milk of white flowers. It was poured into the ground like water.

His cousin, who was so frightened that he peed his pants at that time, trembled when he looked at this gang of fierce gods. When the big man left, he threatened him not to call the police, otherwise they would know where he lived, and also told him the name of the school where his daughter went to school, and the class.

It wasn't long after the big men left. The drivers who had gone out to breakfast came back and were shocked to see the storm. hurriedly rescued Ai Quede's nephew, his nephew turned out to be a farmer and had no responsibility. I was also frightened when this happened. He knew, if only his cousin knew. Today, all the milk was poured by others, and it was not sent to the milk station, and his cousin had to tear him. He definitely didn't dare to call the police, because he was afraid that the police would find out about the fact that they had mixed cyananide limbs into milk. So he struggled with whether to tell him about his cousin or not for a day, and by this time, he felt that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he called Ai Quede.

After listening to his nephew, he felt a valve in his chest, his heart beat like a rabbit, and it was difficult to breathe, and the joints of his body. There were bursts of sharp pain like pins and needles, and I was angry and anxious, and my eyes went black and I fainted

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When Ai Zhuangbi received a call from his mother. The net fell from an old lady in her thirties. This guy has a heavy taste, and he has had a serious tendency to love his mother since he was a child.

When he grew up, he looked down on those seventeen or eighteen, or younger girls, and felt that they were too young and didn't know how to be interesting. He likes it, those adult women with thick waists and big butts, the older they are, the better, the uglier the more tasteful, he also knows that he has a psychological problem, but he is reluctant to see a psychiatrist, first, it is too embarrassing, secondly, he still likes it very much, and even indulges in this feeling.

So he became a regular customer at the train station, and most of the people standing on the street were middle-aged women in their thirties and forties, divorced and had children. Life is hard, and there is a family to support, so I have no choice but to come to the city to sell my body.

But these women have passed their prime, and their charm is no longer there. The current prostitutes still like this, so they don't have much business. I had to come to the railway station, which is usually three or fifty yuan to get a once.

Ai Zhuangbi likes such women, and he thinks it's enough to be called delicious, and he is looking for this today. When I take off my pants, the smell is like vomiting if ordinary people have to vomit. But Ai Zhuangbi was willing, and even added fifty yuan after playing, so he had to buy other people's underwear.

At this time, Ai Zhuangbi was lying on the bed smelling the underwear that couldn't be sassy anymore, but at this time, the phone rang, and when she picked it up, she was scared into a cold sweat.

It turned out that his mother was crying and told him that his father had an accident and was now in the hospital, and the doctor said that it was cyanide poisoning, and asked him to come over and take a look.

Ai Zhuangbi panicked, hurriedly put clothes on his body, and cleaned up in a while. After leaving the small hotel in front of this station, I went straight to the city hospital.

Ai Zhuangbi drove a Toyota Camry. Usually he drives, and the driving is tepid, not because he obeys the traffic rules, but because he is afraid of death, he is a person who cherishes his life.

At this time, I heard his mother say that his father was suddenly ill, so he couldn't care so much, so he drove this beautiful car like a rocket, and rushed to the city hospital in a hurry. Although he has a serious mother-love complex, he still respects his father very much.

There's a reason why Ai Zhuangbi respects his dad so much. Because the way his immoral father educated him was different. never beat him, scolded him, and gave him facts and reasoning every time he encountered something. Analyze what he did right and what he didn't do right, and explain to him a lot of principles about how to behave and do things.

Later, most of these truths were fulfilled in the process of his growth and in his more than 20 years of growth. And his dad. designed his life for him early and helped him on the road, so the reason why he is living so well now is thanks to his father.

And he knew it deep in his heart. Without his father, he is nothing!!

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