Another evening, when the setting sun was shining on the yard in front of the cattle pen, the white cow's calf, which was three months old, no longer ate more milk, but went to the grassland to graze grass. The white cow naturally became a cow, and its milk was as abundant as ever because it was often milked.

At this moment, Liao Hao was approaching Bai Niu with a porcelain bowl ready to receive milk, but saw Ma Xiangzhi walking from the side of the cowpen house with a smile, she waved the pale green kettle in her hand, and then said to Liao Hao, do you know what is contained here? Liao Hao feels that there is something in it, but he can't say for sure, just shout, what else can he pretend? Isn't it just an empty kettle for milk?

You're half right, I'm here to pick up the milk, but today I got a gift for the cows.

What gift? Liao Hao asked as he stood up straight with a half-squatting body.

This pot is full of soy milk for the cows to drink, you quickly bring a basin, I will pour the soy milk into it for the cows to drink.

Is it for yellow cows or white cows?

As you see fit.

Liao Hao told her that Xu Qinqin was putting yellow cows on the meadow and hadn't come back yet, so the soy milk would be given to the white cows! Ma Xiangzhi saw that Liao Hao didn't go to the basin to fill the soy milk in her kettle, so she walked to Liao Hao's house by herself.

Liao Hao said, there is no milk for you to squeeze today, the cuckoo also gave birth to a baby, her husband said hello in the morning, and I will send her the cow at this time.

Ma Xiangzhi was stunned, the cuckoo has a lot of milk, and there is no shortage of milk to feed the child, why do you need milk? She didn't think much about it, so Liao Hao asked her to leave the kettle filled with soy milk, and said that she promised to send her a pot of fresh milk tomorrow morning. Ma Xiangzhi was a guest after all, so he thanked him and left.

The white cow grew very strong, and the two rows of milk bags facing each other under the belly were swollen like light bulbs. The white cow is human, it looks at the kettle placed in the field, its eyes shine with thirst, and it wants to drink.

Liao Hao felt it, and ignored it, only paying attention to the calf that slowly gave up the milk and learned to nibble on the tender grass from time to time wandering in the grassland, he was worried that it would get lost or be attacked by hunters.

Now that it was getting dark, and the calf was still running towards a corner that was getting farther and farther away from the yurt, Liao Hao hurried after it, trying to drive it back.

The calf, after all, was cowardly, and ran farther away, then circled back to the white cow, and ran to its belly and smacked the milk carelessly.

Liao Hao rushed back out of breath, and when the white bull saw him, he stamped his feet, and his eyes were fixed on the kettle that he couldn't reach, because it was tied to the rope of the upper lever and could not be opened.

Of course, Liao Hao understood what it meant, and scolded, what are you gluttonous? So saying, he went into the inner room of the yurt, took out a basin, and then unscrewed the lid of the kettle, poured it over, and the soy milk was vented into the basin like a waterfall. The white cow was anxious, stretched its neck again and again, and finally waited for the owner to put half a pot of soybean milk under his head, and it was sucked dry after a few mouthfuls.

Liao Hao put the mouth of the empty kettle against the white cow's nipple and slowly pinched out the milk. This milk was pruned dry, and then the other one, for a long time, 4 milk bags were pinched, and the kettle was only half full, and then another one was squeezed, not enough, and then the last one was squeezed until it was all squeezed, and the kettle was only half full.

The white cow did not move much, and let Liao Hao receive milk under his abdomen, as if to repay the soy milk he had just given it to drink, although he was not satisfied at all, but it also had to fulfill its gratitude to people. Originally, if you squeeze the last milk bag, and then squeeze the first milk bag, you will have milk again.

Liao Hao didn't squeeze it, and carried the kettle with most of the milk and said to himself: Hey, she thought it was easy to pick up the milk, but I took it for so long, and it wasn't full. I didn't take it, so I filled it with boiling water and gave it to her.

The white cow can't speak human language, but it understands human language, it saw Liao Hao in the twilight out of the yurt that had not yet been lit and took out a big-bellied empty bowl, poured the milk in the kettle into it, and then brought a boiling water bottle to add boiling water, and it became a full bowl of milk.

Liao Hao filled the kettle with the diluted milk again. A sly smile flashed across his mouth, saying that if there is such a cheap thing for you, let your Ma Xiangzhi's child eat some parallel milk! If it's true, won't I lose money? Mixed with buffalo milk is generally invisible, and the listing price is the same as that of real milk, so that there are two pots of real milk mixed into parallel goods, and you can make an extra profit.

Bai Niu found out that Liao Hao was plotting against him, and kept stomping his feet, Liao Hao didn't know what he meant, and yelled at Bai Niu, this is not soy milk, it's milk, you have it on your own, do you still want to drink it?

The humane white cow was full of gratitude to Ma Xiangzhi for sending soybean milk, thinking that Liao Hao should not treat her like this, Liao Hao made a fake for his own selfish interests, and it had no way to pierce it, so it had to stomp its feet, but what good is it to stomp its feet? The white bull calmed down again.

After Liao Hao left, it was thinking about how to make Liao Hao's fake behavior exposed? If you can't show your stuffing, at least you must stop Liao Hao's behavior of cheating people. Milk mixed with water is prone to spoilage, and spoiled milk is harmful to health and even causes disease. Bai Niu looked at the route that had hidden Liao Hao's figure and was stunned, for a long time, he had an idea, and he wanted to put it into practice.

At this time, Xu Qinqin came with the big cow, and after tying it into the bullpen, he came to lead the white cow and tied it to the bullpen as well. There is no door to this bullpen, when Xu Qinqin tied two cows successively, he polished the matches, only used two, she was quick with her hands and feet, and the time when the flames burned was enough for her to complete this matter neatly.

When the mother cow entered the pen, the calf followed her. Xu Qinqin stepped aside, moving lightly, so as not to scare away the calves that had just entered the pen. Seeing the calf approaching the cow's mother, she was relieved to leave.

At this time, the white ox buried its head, opened the calf with its horns, and then turned restlessly, trying to break the rope from the wooden bark that was tied to its nostrils.

But when it hurt a little hard, it changed its way and rubbed it vigorously against the other end of the rope tied to the wooden wedge, hoping to loosen or break the knot. Seeing that the mother cow had not stopped for a long time, and the calf could not get close to it, he found a place to lie down, and his ears were filled with the clattering sound made by the mother cow.

Ma Xiangzhi's house is south of Liao Hao's house, and it takes half an hour to walk. Early this morning, Ma Xiangzhi was thinking about the kettle that Liao Hao gave her yesterday, but I wonder if Liao Hao has filled her with milk now? She planned to go over, said hello to her husband Hu Jun and went out, only walking a hundred meters, she saw Liao Hao walking towards her.

He carried the kettle in his hand, and said with a grin, "I have brought you a jug full of milk." Ma Xiangzhi took it and told Liao Hao not to leave, planning to use this milk to make milk tea for him to taste. Liao Hao thought to himself: What is the head of this milk mixed with water to make milk tea? He said I had something to go. Ma Xiangzhi couldn't keep him, so he thanked him again and returned to the house with the pot of milk.

Her family lived in a civil structure house, which was not high, but it was very strong, and the roof was covered with linoleum, and the top and edges were nailed with long nails, and it was difficult to move it no matter how strong the wind was on the grassland.

Hu Jun came out of the house, there was a field in front of him, he hugged the crying child and said, "Feed the baby quickly." This baby is a handsome, and his family named him Hu Xiong, who is really a bit "male", and he was born with a tiger head. A pair of sparkling eyes embedded in his bulging face were blurred by the tears caused by the crying, clearly a mischievous protest.

Ma Xiangzhi's heart softened when she heard the baby's cry, she quickly put down the pot of milk, and immediately unbuttoned her corset, revealing two porcelain altar-like breasts, and then took the baby from Hu Jun's hand, stuffed a tit into his mouth, he purred and sucked, and never cried again.