I want to look at the picture and talk again, and write a small essay to deceive some small traffic. The tone of the text that began to accompany this picture is, it is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to peck at each other! I always feel that something is wrong, pondering and pondering, only to think of looking at the picture carefully, there are webbing on the claws of the groove, obviously a big goose, at least a duck, where does it come from the same root? Chickens and ducks can't talk about the same root!
wrote that this was born from the same root, and he was too anxious to peck at each other, and remembered an incident when he was a teenager. I remember that it was the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, and I was ordered by my father to give back his fourth uncle, my fourth grandfather, and return his book "Jingzhong Says Yue Biography". The fourth grandfather was feeding the pigs in the pig pen, and I also leaned over to watch the pigs eat. The fourth grandfather smoked a dry cigarette, pointed to the two pigs with a tobacco pouch and said, these two pigs, one is a real pig and the other is a fake pig. I was confused and asked what is a real pig and what is a fake pig? The fourth grandfather took a big puff of cigarette and stuffed it into his stomach, and then said, fake pigs are those who did evil in the previous life, and those who were reincarnated into pigs in the second life are retribution, and the real pig is naturally the real pig! I scoffed at the fourth grandfather's words and said, you are feudal superstition! The fourth grandfather asked me to take a closer look at the two pigs to eat, pointed to the white pig and said, this is a real pig, you see it doesn't eat the pig bones I ate last night mixed in the pig food at all! I looked closely, and sure enough, the white pig kept arching with his long mouth while eating, arching a few pieces of pig bones to the other flower pig, but the flower pig was not picky, and seemed to like to chew pig bones. Although I thought it was strange, I still stubbornly said that the fourth grandfather was talking about feudal superstition. The fourth grandfather was furious, so he tried to knock me on the skull with a cigarette pouch, but I nimbly avoided it. The fourth grandfather said that in the lunar month last year, a family in Wuzhai Village, Wanmin Gang, killed a New Year's pig to the surname family, and after disemboweling and breaking the belly, there were words on the belly oil that said, this is the 72nd pig body of Qin Hui, and then the 36th animal body, before it can be reincarnated! The fourth grandfather said righteously and solemnly, I was a little afraid in my heart, I didn't dare to talk back, and hurriedly returned the book to find an excuse to slip away.
Writing this, I am reminded of an incident when I was young. simply write it out together, so that netizens can see more. It's my third uncle's business. My third uncle likes to hunt in the mountains and has two dogs at home. One of the dogs was bitten to death during a wild boar hunt, and the wild boar did not hit. The dog that was originally bitten to death, the third uncle had to dig a pit and bury it according to the habit of our Tujia family. But such a big piece of meat, my cousins and cousins haven't been touched with meat for a long time, so they are ruthless, so they use fire to stew in a big pot. In the evening, another dog came into the house to look for food and squatted at my third uncle's feet. My third uncle threw a piece of dog meat bone to him to eat. The dog stretched out his nose and sniffed, then suddenly barked, and stretched out his mouth on my third uncle's calf and bit down. It hurt so much that my third uncle also screamed, and he pulled the tongs from the kang and hit the dog hard, and the dog screamed and fled from the house, and never saw a trace again! Since then, my third uncle has never eaten dog meat, and my cousins and cousins have been forbidden to eat dog meat.