On this day, after the company was taken out for training after breakfast, something happened when he solemnly went to feed the pigs.

He suddenly noticed that all the pigs in the pigsty did not seem to be in good spirits, and one of the largest pigs lay motionless in the corner of the pigsty, and on weekdays when he saw the water he would squeeze to the trough as if he were dying, and now lay there sick and motionless.

The other pigs also seemed to be a little unusual, walking staggeringly, as if drunk, and convulsing a few times, like a drug addict.

Zhuang Zhuang was taken aback, so he had to go to Zhu Dekang.

"Old squad leader, the pig seems to be ...... Something is wrong......"

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

solemnly said: "I don't know, 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 bench and rushed out of the door with a vest.

"Fat Seven!"

Zhu Dekang, who ran to the pigsty, saw the largest fat pig lying in the corner of the pigsty at a glance.

Zhu Dekang's cultural level is not high, and he raised ten pigs, and he gave them nicknames, from one to ten, respectively called "fat", "fat two", and "fat three......

Among them, the best and fattest ones are fattened seven.

He didn't care about the dirty, pushed open the fence and rushed in directly, grabbed Fat Seven's pig ears, looked at them carefully, and then looked at the surrounding feces.

"Oops! I'm afraid it's an acute swine fever! ”

Turning his head, he suddenly shouted to Zhuang Zheng: "What are you still standing there for!?" Hurry up to the company headquarters and ask the hygienist to call the veterinarian in the town and ask him to come over quickly! ”

With that, he rushed out of the pigsty, picked up a bucket and fetched a bucket of water in the cistern, and began to sweep the pigsty frantically.

When Zhuang Zhuang went to the company headquarters and came back, Zhu Dekang was sorting the pigs.

More than half of the ten pigs have shown symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea, and only five are slightly normal, but they are also listless, and they walk a little slowly, as if they are stepping on the rhythm of disco, and occasionally tremble violently.

"Come over here and help!"

He grabbed Fat Seven's hooves and shouted at the solemn one, "Bring it out!" ”

The two of them ran into the pigsty and pulled the largest pig, No. 7, out of the pen.

Lying on the grass in front of the pigsty, Fat Seven slumped on the ground, only breathing out of his mouth but not in, and he couldn't survive.

"How do you feed the pigs!? What are they fed!? ”

Watching his pig fall into a large piece, Zhu Dekang was distressed.

"You dick! It's not good to go anywhere! ”

Zhuang Zheng's heart felt as if someone had punched him, and the whole person was numb, standing in place, as if something was blocked in his chest, and he was so uncomfortable that he died.

He wanted to refute it, but suddenly he found that he couldn't.

From the recruit company to the present, he is indeed in trouble.

Before, in the first class, he also involved Yin Xiancong, the leader of the first class, and now he came to raise pigs, but he didn't raise them for a few days and had swine fever.

He swallowed this breath alive, and worked with Zhu Dekang without saying a word, until all the pigs were divided into pens according to the severity of their illness, and the pigsty was cleaned.

The veterinarian arrived quickly.

Company commander Zhang Jianxing and deputy company commander Li Ding also arrived.

Ten pigs, that's not a small number.

After inspecting the pigsty, the veterinarian injected the pigs.

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

As the deputy company commander in charge of the company's logistics, Li Ding, the life and death of pigs is his greatest concern.

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

"It's very troublesome, it's acute swine fever, I got an injection, but I can't say that it will work."

turned back to Zhu Dekang and said, "Did you give him something unclean?" ”

Zhu Dekang was stunned, glanced at the solemnity, and said, "No, I haven't fed the pigs in the past few days, but I just come over every once in a while to take a look." ”

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

Let them be!

He thought.

Anyway, no one agrees with what I'm doing now, I'm unlucky, drinking cold water to stuff my teeth, and farting can hurt my heels.

Just like that weird report letter, it is estimated that most of the company thinks it was written by itself.

So what does it matter?

Solemn 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.

"I'm just feeding water, wasn't it always like this before? I didn't give them anything else. ”

Li Ding and Zhang Jianxing exchanged glances, but the two did not speak, and then sent the veterinarian to leave the company.

Zhu Dekang didn't speak, glanced at the solemnity, and went back to the bungalow by himself.

Ten pigs, nine of which were "glorious" on the third day.

Pigs die one after another, with a short interval between them, and the onset is rapid.

At first, the company commander, the instructor, and the deputy company commander still had a trace of illusion that the pig could be saved, but when Fat Seven swallowed his last breath, the soap bubble of fantasy burst with a bang.

There was only one healthy pig left in the whole pigsty.

As soon as the cadres summed up, they decided to simply kill the pig while it was still healthy, and you could beat the tooth sacrifice to improve the food.

Zhu Dekang's favorite fat seven was the first to get sick, but he didn't expect to survive until almost the end before his soul returned to the west.

On the day when Fei Qi hung up, Zhu Dekang squatted in the pigsty, silently watched Fei Qi swallow his last breath, then twitched his shoulders a few times, and returned to the small bungalow with his head down.

For the whole day after that, Zhu Dekang didn't even read his favorite martial arts novels, and lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling for an hour or two, like a dead man.

Zhuang Yan felt that Zhu Dekang was a little nervous a few times, didn't he just die ten pigs? Can you be so heartbroken? Three-legged toads are hard to find, and four-legged pigs are everywhere. Go to the pig farm and buy ten piglets, and then raise them.

The death of the pig, for solemnity, means that the days become more boring and tedious.

The cooking class did not organize infantry training, and the gun could not be obtained, so Zhuang Zheng could only train himself day by day.

It stands to reason that the former solemnity hated training, and he even hated Comrade Xu Typical, who was more diligent in training than himself.

But now, he finds himself the person he once hated the most.

This kind of change, even solemn himself can't tell what is going on.

People are like that, when you get used to a life, and in a moment you change, you feel that life is meaningless.

Just like a farmer who has planted the land all his life, even if the younger generations are old, they can make a lot of money, and they don't need to go to the field, even if they take him to the city, he can turn the small garden of the villa into a vegetable field.

But what Zhuang Zhuang didn't expect was that although the pig died, Li Chuangcheng, the leader of the cooking squad, suddenly found out in his conscience that he had done something that he couldn't figure out.