Hu Qian thought about it, so he paid great attention to taking care of the mother and son of the ox, he was not very worried about the male ox, because the male ox people want to harm it, unless they kill it with a shotgun, it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to it, and if they don't catch it, they will be kicked by it, or they will be kicked by it, or they will be kicked by it, so that no one can easily harm it. And this pair of cattle mother and son is different, they are more docile to each other, it is easy to catch them in the foothills and forests, and it is easy to harm them, so Hu Qian is not worried about the safety of this pair of cattle mother and child. When they were outside to lay the grass, he was always watching over them by the side or not far away.

Once, when the village cadres looked for him for something, he went to the village, and when he came back, he found that the cow that was grazing grass on the inner slope of the reservoir with a long rope had indeed had an accident.

The she-ox was lying on the ground, listless, her mouth did not move, and she was powerless to regurgitate the food in her stomach, and when she saw Hu coming, she was greeted with a gloomy look, as if she had something to say to him with an unhappy heart, but she could not say it.

Hu Qian always felt that something was wrong when he approached the female scalper, and a wisp of hot wind could not shake off the sweaty hair pasted on his forehead. He lifted up his hand and brushed the strands of hair, and looked closely at the she-ox, and found that its back had been cut off, and red blood burst out, and he counted them one by one, and there were 13 wounds in all. The green-headed flies flew one by one, and the tail of the she-yellow cow flicked up from time to time to expel them, but they were always inexhaustible. When the bloodthirsty flies fall from their tails, they fly back up to their chins, dense layers.

Hu Qian stepped forward, stretched out his two palms and slapped them on the ground, but he killed one of them, and half of them fell from the left slap, because the right slap also stuck to the other half of the dead fly, and there were two faint points of blood.

Hu Qian put his palm on the uninjured part of the cow's back and gently wiped it, and he was angrily suspecting who did it, with such a big poisonous hand, this cow is still in confinement! If he knew who did it, he couldn't control it, so he had to find someone to do it.

Hu Qian thought of the calf, where did the calf go? He looked around anxiously, but there was no trace of him, could it be that someone had killed him, cut the skin, cut the meat, cooked and added food?

It turned out that the calf was not so bad, and had gone far away, first into the woods, and then out of the woods, and out of the woods, and into the crowded wilderness, running away from a man with a meaty face. The wilderness was overgrown with green weeds, and there was no one to chase it here, so it did not run again, but slowly gnawed at the green grass stalks, but it was still confused, and was afraid that the man would come, but at last it did not come.

Why be afraid of that man? When it was with its mother, the man suddenly appeared, raised a sharp kitchen knife to cut it, and it immediately slipped towards its mother, who buried her head and raised her two horns to protect it from harm with a defensive stance.

But the man was angry, and no longer attacked the calf, but he bypassed his steps and slashed several times at his mother's back, and the mother bounced straight in pain, and finally broke off the rope tied to a stone, and turned around to defend himself against the fierce man in revenge, and then with a long cry of "moo", the calf understood the meaning of his mother—son, run into the woods and hide, or this fierce fellow will poison you.

The calf glanced at his mother, who was competing with the man, and ran towards the mountains and forests in fear. Looking back on it now, I'm still scared.

The calf ate grass for the first time, and he was not used to it, and he still remembered his mother's milk. It chewed on the bitter grass silk, and did not swallow it for a long time, and sometimes looked up at the jungle, imagining that its mother suddenly came out of the jungle and came to it, and it could suck the abundant milk like a bud hanging from its mother's abdomen. But now this kind of fun with relatives is gone, it looks at the mountains and forests from time to time, and the mother finally did not appear, but looked forward to it and its mother's master, Hu Qian.

Hu Qian saw the calf, and looked at its body to see if there were any injured parts, and when he was sure that the calf's body was not damaged, a trace of relief floated on his face. How did he know that the calf had survived because its mother had risked her life to protect it.

At this time, Hu Qian walked around to the calf, exposed the hand hidden behind him with a bamboo branch, and while shouting, he drove the calf and said: Alas, I have been looking for it so hard, why did you come here alone? I thought you were on someone's table!

The newborn calf did not understand human speech very well, but he could feel that the owner used a bamboo branch as a whip to drive it away, so that it could go home. In this way, it does not need to be driven too much by its owner, but consciously travels through the jungle and on the mountain road home, and wants to return to its mother as soon as possible to fulfill its wish to suck its tits. But when it ran happily into the yard of the master's house, but did not see its mother, it mooed and did not reply.

Hu Qian knew that the calf was looking for his mother, and said to himself: Your mother was cut by a bad guy who didn't have a conscience, and I'm afraid she will die soon.

He walked through the yard and went around to a bullpen house behind the main house. The calf also ran to the barn, and found its mother, a skinny cow with a sturdy hair, lying in a pen that smelled of cow droppings. Its back was still soaked in blood, blood dripping on the ground, staining a pile of cow shit under its butt. The flies still stung the swollen and even rotten parts of the wound, like a party party that does not eat for nothing, each in its own place to feast on this rare meal.

Hu Qian walked over and stretched out his hand, and they flew up in fright, like noisy notes, scattered in all directions of the bullpen out of tune.

Hu Qian only relaxed for a while, and they flew back with a vegetarian meal and landed in a position where they could have a full meal.

Hu Qian didn't pay much attention to the pesky flies, only paid attention to whether the cow's injury was getting better or worse, seeing that it was hanging its neck on the ground, and its eyes seemed to be frozen, the luster was cloudy, and Hu Qian was worried that it would die. Hu Qian kicked it gently, trying to see its reflection, but it didn't react at all, and its neck didn't rise.

At this moment, the calf also followed, and mooed again, but the cow did not react otherwise, and Hu Qian noticed that it only blinked slightly.

The calf walked over to suck milk, but now looking at this posture, let alone sucking milk, it means that he has no part in intimacy with his mother.

Hu Qian drove the calf out of the cowpen house, and it mooed at the door, as if reluctant to leave its mother. A few hours later, the calf was still circling around the cowpen house, but he saw several people called in front of Hu, some with ropes and flat poles; Some of them took knives, wooden sticks, and so on, and tied the cow from the cowpen and carried it out and put it in the field, and it was dead, and its eyes were not blind, but it was motionless.

The man with the knife began to skin the cow, starting from the lips, that is, using the knife through its neck, chest and abdomen, until the middle of the roots of the two hind legs, forming a straight line, so that the cowhide was peeled off, and it is said that there are still uses, and after processing, it can be used to make cowhide drums, cowhide belts, and cowhide shoes.

From the point of view of karma, the cow is alive to do things for people, and when it dies for people to eat meat, its skin is still useful, and the reason why these values belong to others for free is because in the past life, when the ox was a human, it owed too many debts and was unable to repay, and in this life it becomes an ox to repay, which is also a way for humans and animals to eliminate karma in the reincarnation of each other.

The calf was so frightened that the smell of the blood of the cow made it retreat into the woods.

Hu Qian was worried that the calf had escaped, so he left the job of skinning the cow and rushed to the forest to try to call the calf back.