After inducing the calf to vomit and repeatedly telling the cattle keeper to be careful next time, Uncle Kurban finally touched the calf's head before he walked out of the cowpen.

The host prepared water and soap, and Uncle Kurban leaned over and bent down, washed his hands and wiped his face, and straightened up to look at his watch.

It's almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

According to Ni Bingyan's assumption, Uncle Kurban should go home and rest at this time.

As a result, as soon as the phone called, the voice on the other side choked up, saying that his big bull had not eaten for several days.

Yes, we have to keep driving on the road.

The trunk of the minivan is full of all kinds of equipment and medicines, and the clanging sound of equipment can occasionally be heard as the car travels along the country dirt road.

Uncle Kurban was very tired after a busy day.

But when he received a call and heard that the situation was urgent, he still did not hesitate.

As he said, there are no other veterinarians around, and if he doesn't go, the farmers will have to work at home.

The minivan continued on the road, and Ni Bingyan and others wanted to help drive, but they were also rejected by Uncle Kurban on the grounds that "you don't know the road, but delay time".

It's getting hotter and hotter, and it's getting darker and darker.

At this point, if you are at home, I am afraid that it is time to prepare dinner, and it is still very bright here.

Along the way, we passed through farmland and orchards, and many people were still busy working in the fields.

When some farmers saw familiar cars from afar, they ran up to the side of the road and stood and waited.

Ni Bingyan thought that they had something to do, so in order to say hello to Uncle Kurban, he invited him to come home for a drink when he was free.

If you only meet one or two, you may just have a good relationship.

But in just ten miles, such invitations have been encountered four times.

When I arrived at the village of the sick cow, as soon as the car arrived at the head of the village, an aunt wrapped in a red turban came out of the mulberry forest next to it.

The aunt was carrying a plastic basket with mulberries in her hand, estimated to be three or four pounds, and began to wave her hand from afar.

"Brother Kurban! You open the window! ”

Uncle Kurban didn't want to accept it, and the aunt stood in the middle of the road as if she had known that he would not stop.

Kurban had no choice but to park and open the window.

The freshly picked mulberries were immediately stuffed in, still carrying the heat of the afternoon sun.

The peasant woman was very surprised to see that there were other people in the car, and when she saw the cameraman setting up a machine to shoot, she smiled happily at the camera, laughing and waving:

"Oops! Brother Kurban is going to be on TV! Hey! I show my face too! My mulberries are so sweet! Just here at Dundun Er Farm, you can see my mulberry garden when you come! ”

It is worthy of being a social cow who can stop cars to deliver fruits, and he actually took the opportunity to advertise his orchard.

A little simple and cute little calculation, Ni Bingyan was happy to see it, and assured the aunt: "Auntie, don't worry, this paragraph will definitely be reserved for you in the show!" ”

The peasant woman didn't waste much time, greeted her with a smile, and urged Kurban to hurry up.

"People can wait, livestock can't wait, Kurban, go quickly!"

Ni Bingyan has never met such a simple, enthusiastic and interesting person, the car has gone far away, and he turned his head to look.

On the road again, in fact, it didn't take two minutes.

But Kurban was as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, his face was full of red light, and he was no longer tired.

He is used to these things, but today there are big stars and cameramen filming the show!

The folks gave him a long face!

A tree lives a skin, a person lives a face, probably such a glorious moment, he can remember it for a lifetime.

"O folks! He always likes to stop me and give me something. Saying that everything is my own fruit and is not worth anything, but how can I be embarrassed to take other people's things for nothing? If I don't take it, they won't let me go. Ay! Sometimes when I pass by, someone has a happy event at home, and they will pull me in for a banquet. If I got sick, they lined up to come home to see me. Hehe~"

The old uncle smiled so wrinkled that he couldn't help but show off.

On weekdays, he doesn't brag about himself everywhere, but today he is really happy!

"Between people, sincerity is the most valuable. If you treat everyone with sincerity, everyone will think about you! ”

Ni Bingyan also often receives such love, and she can very well understand Uncle Kurban's feelings now.

"Ha~ They are all villagers, and their ancestors have lived together for generations, and this is how the feelings come out!"

The uncle was a little shy by her, and when he saw that the cattle farmer was about to arrive, he stopped talking, and drove directly to the door of the family.

The host had been waiting anxiously at the door for a long time, and made two phone calls on the way to ask where he was going.

"How's the cow?"

"I'm not in good spirits right now."

"Let's go, let's see the cow first!"

"Good! Come with me! ”

When he saw Ni Bingyan and his party, he just asked a simple question and let them shoot casually.

On TV or something, where is it more important than your own cow?

The family is now full of their own cattle.

Uncle Kurban did not delay and went straight to the bullpen.

After inspecting the cow, I couldn't help but sigh.

"This cow probably has iron in its belly, so it has to be sucked out."

"How can there be iron?"

The host family was surprised.

"When you suck it out, you will recognize it, and see where the iron comes from?"

Uncle Kurban is an old veterinarian and has a lot of experience, and the cattle farmer is not a bad thing, just let him watch the treatment.

First tied the cow, took the magnet, and then took the retainer, and with the help of everyone, quickly fixed the cow's mouth.

Then he poked the instrument with the magnet attached to it into the cow's stomach.

After stabbing for a while, I took it out, and I saw that there were two iron nails on the magnet, and there were many small pieces of iron.

"Oh, why don't you know to be careful, you cow feeder? With so much iron in its stomach, what does it dare to eat? If you can't move, you are panicked? ”

Kurban wrinkled his eyebrows, and while telling the cattle farmers how to prepare food for the cattle, he scolded them for being careless and causing the cattle to suffer.

As he spoke, he stuffed the cleaned magnet into the cow's mouth.

Another stab.

The hostess and her daughter-in-law kept watch, feeling sorry for their own cows, and wiped and wiped their tears again and again.

It was time to replace the grass cutter at home, but she was reluctant for a while, thinking that it could still be used, but she didn't expect to drop iron slag into the grass eaten by the cows.

The hostess was very remorseful.

This was repeated four times before the iron was sucked out again.

The owner was worried that the other cattle had also suffered, but it was not so serious, thinking that he would come once again, and pestered him to check them all again.

Sure enough, there were other poor cows.

I could only sigh and continue to take the magnet to suck.

When I finally finished work, I sucked out a small plate of various iron slags.

"What should I say about you? Look, look! Ay! How painful it must be! ”

After finishing the work, Uncle Kurban touched the cow's head with a distressed face, and couldn't help but count the master's house.

They have to repeatedly promise that they will feed well in the future before they can rest easy.

When I came out of this house, the time came to eight o'clock.

It was still light.

Ni Bingyan thought to himself, it's time to go home now, right?

As a result, the call came again.

But in another village, a sheep fell into a ditch and broke his leg.

"It's still a lamb, maybe it's okay. Ay! Lame sheep are not easy to raise, I have to go and see them. ”

sighed, and immediately drove to the poor little lamb with a broken leg.

That night, Uncle Kurban was busy until after twelve o'clock, when he was able to return home in the starlight.

Kurban's family is not big, and there are not enough people to live, but fortunately, Wang Xi has already driven the adventure bus to Uncle Kurban's village and waited.

The village road is difficult to walk, and the bus is not easy to enter, but fortunately, this village is connected to the main road.

Say goodbye to your uncle and make an appointment to continue filming the next day.

The uncle stood at the door tiredly, waving at them, and his old wife stood silently behind him, with a peaceful smile on her face.

On the way home, Ni Bingyan learned that the couple's children are very promising, all of them have settled in the city, and they don't come back on weekdays, and they don't know how Uncle Kurban's wife has spent all these years?

Giving up a small family for everyone is often not only a person's choice, but also a person's helplessness.

The photographer was very emotional, and before leaving, he squatted down again and took pictures of the uncle and his wife.

In recent years, as living conditions have improved, many young people in rural areas have settled in the cities, and the countryside has become more and more empty.

But in fact, there are still many, many people, like Uncle Kurban, who are reluctant to give up the countryside.

After entering the city and checking in at the hotel, it was already the second half of the night.

Ni Bingyan checked the room, took a shower, and lay on the bed with a mask, and suddenly couldn't sleep.

The scene of Uncle Kurban proudly displaying the party emblem in front of her kept appearing in front of her eyes, and the exhaustion of the final farewell made her even more sleepless.

I wonder what kind of new story will there be tomorrow?

Ni Bingyan decided to make a short documentary for Uncle Kurban.

Occasionally, you need to do something meaningful while you're traveling.

It is not in vain that the emotion is always there.

I would love to see this documentary.