roccoschili Chapter 72 The Rebellion of the Pig
Chapter 72 The Rebellion of the Pig
He was finally able to go to the city; he had almost forgotten what the city looked like.
Zhao Zhongcai nodded. "If the commune approves it, you might have to make the trip yourself."
He is the brigade leader, and he needs to organize spring plowing during the Spring Festival, so he can't be away for a long time.
Lu Yuanqing's eyes widened in surprise.
"Okay! Leave it to me!"
Such a good thing!
"I trust you!" Zhao Zhongcai said with relief.
Although Lu Yuanqing is young, he is reliable in his work.
Around noon, the pigs got hungry and started squealing and pawing at the ground.
Cheng Ming took out the pig feed he had brought with him and fed the pigs lunch.
Lu Yuanbo, still not satisfied with his pig-herding business, walked over with a big smile.
"elder brother!"
"Are you hungry? Did you come to your brother for food?" Zhao Zhongcai said with amusement.
He finally understood that Lu Yuanqing treated his younger brother, sister, nephews, and nieces very well.
He should have been working in the village to earn work points, but he was willing to forgo them and instead took them out from time to time.
They said it was to broaden their horizons! Zhao Zhongcai didn't think so; he only felt that they were being spoiled too much.
"Hehe, it's alright!" Lu Yuanbo scratched his head and chuckled.
What a silly boy!
Lu Yuanqing handed him the cloth bag slung across his shoulder.
At the age of half a boy, he feels hungry all the time and is never full. How could he not be hungry!
Knowing they were coming out, Lu Yuanhuan naturally prepared dry rations.
No need to guess, it's sweet potatoes again.
That's all!
The cookies and fried dough twists that he and Lu Mingdong bought on their last shopping trip were long gone. With so many mouths to feed in his family, no amount of extra could be kept for long.
Unless it's something they can't bear to part with, like Lu Yuanhuan!
But Lu Yuanqing was willing to give it up.
This body was severely lacking in oil and water. He ate sweet potatoes and potatoes every day, and he felt that he lacked not only oil and water, but everything else.
He wanted to eat cake, he wanted to eat hot pot, spicy or sweet, anything delicious. He missed all the things he had eaten before, the kind of food that made his mouth water just thinking about them.
Their lunch consisted of two large sweet potatoes, as did Zhao Zhongcai and his group.
After finishing the sweet potatoes, he waited for the pigs to eat his "last meal" before continuing his journey.
The pig walked slowly and kept deviating from its original route. It took a lot of effort to get it back on track. What should have been a two-and-a-half-hour journey had dragged on for who knows how long.
Around 1 p.m., when we were almost at the pig farm, a pig that had been walking just fine suddenly collapsed...
"Fuck!!"
The four of them were completely stunned!
Pig farms have regulations that prohibit the acceptance of pigs that have died from disease.
If the pig is determined to have died of disease, a new one will need to be submitted.
Most importantly, if the pig farm claims that the pig died of disease, then they can forget about taking the pig back!
All year round, their village only raises these two pigs. If they have to deliver another one, Zhao Zhongcai will be caught off guard and all his efforts will be in vain. Their village will have no pork to eat this year.
All the money spent on cooking oil during the Lunar New Year will be wasted!
Lu Yuanbo was so anxious that he picked up a stick from the ground and started hitting him.
After a moment of surprise, Cheng Ming also joined in beating up the lazy pig.
At first, the pig lying on the ground would move its legs a little, but later it just acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of being hit with a stick, grunting twice and not moving at all!
Seeing that the pig had completely collapsed, Lu Yuanqing squatted down to check on it. It was still breathing and hadn't died yet.
It must be delivered to the pig farm immediately!
Lu Yuanqing stood up, looked around, and saw houses in the distance. Without bothering to explain, he hurriedly ran towards the houses.
"Brother, where are you going?"
"Yuan Qing!!!"
Lu Yuanqing dared not waste any time; his legs were like car tires with gasoline, almost bursting into flames.
"What should we do?" Cheng Ming kept whipping the pig, hoping that the lazy pig would get up and keep walking.
Zhao Zhongcai was also panicking. He glanced at Lu Yuanqing's departing figure, calmed himself down, and said, "Don't worry, Yuanqing must have gone to find someone to help him!"
People came and helped carry it away.
Lu Yuanqing ran very fast, so he returned quickly as well.
Upon seeing the carrying pole and rope he had borrowed, Cheng Ming and Zhao Zhongcai immediately took them and began to put them on the pig.
"Brother, you're so smart!" Lu Yuanbo always praised him without reservation.
Lu Yuanqing was panting heavily from exhaustion.
It wasn't that he was smart; it was that Zhao Zhongcai and the others were too scared. They were so anxious that they couldn't deliver the pig and didn't pay attention to anything else.
"Fourth brother, you might have to work hard later." Lu Yuanqing didn't expect that he would need to help carry the pigs instead of just joining in the fun.
This story teaches us not to blindly join in the fun!
"It's nothing!" Lu Yuanbo waved his hand.
Lu Yuanqing smiled slightly; in truth, he also felt sorry for himself.
This lazy pig, why can't it just walk by itself? It needs to be carried.
After being tied up, the four men carried the pig toward the pig farm. Now the pig no longer had to walk or be beaten with sticks. Like the Empress Dowager, it rode in a sedan chair toward the end of its pig life.
When they arrived at the pig farm, the pigs were already dead.
Upon seeing this, the person in charge immediately wanted to refuse to accept it.
Finally, seeing its numerous wounds, and considering that the pig was still warm despite being dead, I touched it and decided to keep it.
"How long has this been going on?" the person in charge joked.
They were practically saying outright that the pigs were tortured to death along the way.
Lu Yuanqing and the others could only laugh awkwardly, saying whatever they wanted as long as they could complete the task.
They hadn't expected that after the 'long journey,' the whipping, and possibly heatstroke and being turned upside down, this usually 'pampered' pig couldn't handle it at all. As soon as it arrived at the pig farm, it gave them a performance of dying on the spot, almost giving them a heart attack.
Having successfully completed the task of delivering the pig, the four of them fled the pig farm as if escaping.
They were afraid the people at the pig farm might change their minds at the last minute, and they felt a pang of guilt.
Brother Pig, you've worked hard!
"I was so scared! I almost thought I wouldn't be able to pay!" Cheng Ming's heart was still pounding.
"Utterly disappointing, he died right at the door..." Zhao Zhongcai complained even more about how disappointing Pig Brother was, almost preventing them from completing their mission.
If I really can't pay, I'll have nowhere to turn to cry!
Lu Yuanqing didn't participate in the topic; he was only concerned about Lu Yuanbo: "Can your shoulder still take it?"
Normally, I can only carry half a bucket of water, but today, carrying a pig with them, my shoulders are really sore.
Lu Yuanbo touched his slightly sore shoulder and said, "It's nothing!"
"That's good!" Lu Yuanqing smiled.
After returning the borrowed carrying pole and rope halfway there, the four of them returned to the village.
Not to mention how Lu Yuanbo embellished the story several times when he returned, the commune finally approved their collective pig-raising program after Zhao Zhongcai's tireless efforts every day.
Moreover, the authorities even allocated more piglets to their village for next year.
Ten piglets were allocated to them, but the remaining piglets would have to be provided by their production team.
Moreover, of the ten piglets the commune provides, they will need to provide five task pigs.
As for the other piglets they bought with their own money, it was one piglet for every ten pigs they bought, for each pig they delivered as a task.
However, there is one thing: their food tax cannot be reduced in the slightest next year.
Whether for farmers or for commune leaders, the most important thing was still grain.
If their village neglects production issues in order to raise pigs, the commune leaders will not allow it.
After receiving approval, Zhao Zhongcai held a village meeting to announce the news!