Chapter II pig herding supervisors
My dad didn't come, but the grandson of the second dog was scaring me, he knew that I was very afraid of my father, my father was strict and even the principal was afraid of him, the principal and my father were elementary school classmates, but the direction of life of the two was completely different, my father only went home to herd pigs in the first grade of primary school, however, most of the time when my father was in the first grade, he was not in that broken school, most of the time he was in the production team to release pigs, the pigs of the production team were disobedient, you go south, the pigs want to run north, more than a dozen pigs have to run in different directionsLater, my father went to the production team to put pigs in the summer vacation, the pigs were disobedient, and the captain explained that the pigs could not be allowed to cross the river, Henan is the radish field of the production team, and the pigs love to arch the radish. The captain of the production team told my father that if you let the pigs cross the river, then you will have no work, my father is in a hurry, no work will be hungry, my father took a whip, his pocket was full of stones and went to herd the pigs, he just drove the pigs to the river and was about to run to the river to stop the pigs, but the pigs did not wait for him to pull their legs and jumped into the river to swim to the opposite side, my father was dumbfounded, thinking that this time was over, he immediately jumped into the river to chase the pigs, the pigs howled and rushed into the turnip field, my father was tall and big, and soon ran to the turnip field, at that time he could not care much, Crazy like pumping those pigs, he was like a butcher, to beat those pigs to death, he picked up stones from the ground and smashed them on the pig's head, the pig's nose was smashed out of blood, and fled to Hebei like a desperate escape, my father was in a hurry at that time, and kept chasing the pigs back to the production team, there was no one in the production team breeding circle, the breeder had already gone to the village to tell the little daughter-in-law about Journey to the West, there was a pot of boiling water in the breeding yard, which was ready to bring the team members working in the field to drink, my father picked up a scoop of boiling water and poured it on those pigs, The live pigs couldn't stand the boiling water, and made a terrible cry to drill into the pigsty, and my father poured the boiling water and closed the pigsty, jumped into the pigsty and pumped it at the pigs.
Because I saved the radish field in time, the captain of the production team also praised my father, so my father became the special manager of the production team to herd pigs, and those pigs were only afraid of my father from then on.
After my father finished the first grade in school, the production team couldn't wait for him to go to herd pigs, anyway, my dad was always the first in the exam, and he couldn't recognize a few words, and he was a good hand at herding pigs.
The principal sometimes calls my dad to come, I'm not afraid of anything, I just realize that my dad will be embarrassed when he comes to school, more embarrassed than other parents, probably because the principal is his primary school classmate, the principal wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, combs a big back, has a fleshy face, he smokes good cigarettes, three boxes a day! My dad smoked a dry cigarette, had a shriveled face, and always had a few sticks of firewood in his hair. The principal was also very uncomfortable talking to my father, always avoiding my father's eyes. One winter, my father told me that when I was very young, the principal was beaten by my father, and his family could not have enough to eat, so he went to steal feed from the stables in the breeding yard to eat, and my father herded pigs during the day and added feed to the horses at night. Several of the children in the principal's family were studying, and the less labor they earned, the less they earned, and then they starved. My dad beat him, but my dad never complained to the captain of the production team, but once, my dad was so hungry that he grabbed a handful of feed and stuffed it in his mouth, and the principal saw it and immediately ran to complain to the captain, so my dad and the principal belonged to the narrow road, and everyone went their own way, and there was no contact between them, who knew that I had become their medium. The principal said to me: Lao Xia, the past is a trivial matter, you have to take care of your son, you can't follow your old path, right?
At this time, my father's face was red, and he wanted to kill me. Or the ancestors didn't have this grave tree.
Seriously, the family is poor because my father put pigs to put his own thoughts badly, I always say this, I don't know why, not only pigs, other animals will show an abnormal fear when they see my father or see me, could it be that our ancestors have killed pigs or executioners for several generations, my grandfather's grandfather is really an executioner, killing people without blinking, a big braid into the mouth, a hand gas knife fell to the ground on a human head. I heard that my grandfather's grandfather participated in the Boxer Rebellion and killed a lot of foreign devils, but later his big knife still couldn't withstand the guns of foreign devils, and he was shot more than a dozen times before he fell, and he killed countless people in his life, and finally he was killed.
It is enough to prove that our ancestors are born with a bit of blood!
Don't believe it, I just beat up a boy in school, and the reason for beating him is very simple, because he said that farmers are the lowest people, I have long seen that this kid is not pleasing to the eye, every day with his little girlfriend downstairs in the sun and affection, the impact is very bad, he has set up a "flaunting" role for school early love, so I want to give him color, don't let him look down on people!
Well, I may have been in trouble, it is said that his father is a big official, I may not be able to eat and walk around, besides, someone told me that this kid's cousin is a bastard in the town, nicknamed Little Steel Needle, and they will come to the door soon. I thought about it in Chinese class, and there were two possibilities: one was that his father would come to the school in a Maserati and then point at my nose and scold: "You are a farmer's son, you have no education...... The possible consequence of this is that he and his son will end up in the same way, except that I may take his Maserati and fly away in a luxury car like in a Grand Theft Auto car, after all, I am also a tractor driver. Another possibility is that his father didn't come forward, his cousin Xiao Gang Needle came forward, in that case, Xiao Gang Needle took the brothers to intercept me at the school gate, I was beaten to the ground with both fists and four hands, I only have one brother, that is, Dog Er, needless to say, Dog Er will definitely help me, this kind of brother who eats spicy chips is one and a half, and he will definitely not stand idly by, then, less wins more may not exist, and there will be two people lying on the ground, but I don't care about lying down, I may lie down gracefully, because there are many people at the school gate, What's more, I have also practiced martial arts for a few days, and I am very brave, and I will definitely attract the attention of many girls, maybe the beautiful girls in the school will shout in horror: Look! It was Charles from the third class, he was beaten, so pitiful!
You know, little girls are the most prone to this kind of empathy, so I love being the center of attention!
I fantasized about this idea for a whole class, and at the end of the class, the Chinese teacher glared at me viciously, and he saw that I was whimsical and daydreaming. But I don't admire him, because if I get beaten at the school gate, he will push his bicycle and pretend not to see us walking by, this is people's professional ethics, out of the school gate, it has nothing to do with me!