It was already nine o'clock when I woke up, and I was a little puzzled by the fact that no one had asked me to wake up.

It seems that I haven't drunk for a long time, and I drank a little more yesterday, so I had no choice but to give up washing, and I ran out of the National Defense Park with my equipment.

I went out and took a taxi, Huaihua Village was my sixth point.

I didn't plan to go to this place, so I came to find them one by one in order.

But I watched as the morning was about to pass, and the fourth and fifth points were far away from me.

In desperation, I can only choose the nearest sixth point first.

Half an hour's drive, the taxi dropped me off at the entrance of the village.

The village's dilapidated paths seem to allow only motorbikes and bicycles.

The car couldn't get in at all, so I staggered back into the village.

It's not near the sea, and it's surrounded by rice paddies.

Dogs can occasionally be seen basking on the side of the road, and there are water buffaloes in the rice.

In such a beautiful place, it seems that there is no place like a small factory.

I found a small shop again, changed my clothes, thought about asking casually, and left to rush to the next village.

As a result, he asked the old man who was farming on the side of the road, and the old man actually pointed not far away and said, "Is the young man afraid of hard work?" Is the slaughterhouse dry? ”

"Slaughterhouse? Does the boss pay you monthly? It can't be a small workshop, right? I said tentatively.

"If the lad is looking for a job, he can work there for a month or two. But forget it for a long time, the factory inside is black-hearted. They asked my son to go to work a few days ago, but I refused. The old man said.

"What does Blackheart say?" I said puzzled.

"This slaughterhouse also raises its own cattle, and it is run by the village landlord. Usually kindly said that the cattle in the village would do this physical examination for free and that physical examination, but that day my black cow was really sick and went to let the veterinarian in them take a look. No one cared about it, so I took my cow to the next village, and it took me three or four trips to be cured. The old man said and pointed to the big black bull in the field not far away.

"Is this cow still sick?" I said puzzled.

"You're asking, an animal gets sick. The people in that factory are all superficial, and it is easy to learn bad after staying for a long time. The old man said.

"You just said that they don't usually have anything to do for the cattle to do free inspections? But if your cow is really sick and come to their slaughterhouse, their slaughterhouse won't help treat the disease? I said.

"yes, it's not that you don't give money. They just don't heal the disease, and not only do they not heal the disease, but they don't take the cattle from the village. Fortunately, most of the cattle in the village are used for work, and they are rarely killed for food. The old man said.

"Interesting, this factory is so duplicitous? Is it popular in the village? I said.

"It's delicious, you don't know how big the villa the boss has built in our village. They provided beef to downtown hotels and helped build village roads. With such a wide road, it is not ambiguous to say that it will be built. Good is good, but it's not close to people. The old man said again.

"The road? Thanks, I'll go check it out. I smiled and waved to the old man in the field.

According to the old man, I went to the factory in the village.

Before I went, I bought cigarettes from a small shop on the side, and put them in my pocket to think about dredging.

The area is not small, and there are seven or eight large trucks with refrigeration equipment parked at the door.