My mother is a literary fan. When she was young, she liked cute things like ducklings and goslings. She never thought that those furry guys would bite everyone like dogs in the future. At that time, my mother asked my aunt for two purebred "Four Seasons Goose". So far, I don't know what this means. I know this product is extremely tall and arrogant, twice as big as the average white goose.
When I was six years old, a pair of male and female geese grew up. They could mate, lay eggs and hatch eggs. During the incubation period, the goose is very weak and has a fever. My father moved it and the incubator to the bedroom. The bungalow allocated by the organization is close to a small river. Some unclean foreign friends often come into the house. Frogs, frogs, earthworms, snakes and even fish go sightseeing in the sewer. That night, the wussy goose suddenly cried. It was cold in winter, so my parents thought it was crazy and ignored it. After a while, it stopped making trouble and had nothing to do all night. The next day, my father got up and shouted with fear. The goose closed its eyes and took a nap. In front of her, a dead flower snake more than two meters long was black and blue, and its death was tragic.
Later, our family went back to the countryside and the goslings were sold. Two old geese were not far away and were taken home. The man was huge and majestic, and pedestrians watched him all the way. Back in the countryside, the place is big, and they are scattered. These two guys are like watchdog, they will destroy any foreign objects. If they don't agree, they will scream and spread their wings and cran their necks to catch up with the north. There are countless chickens, ducks, geese, cats, dogs and children who are bullied every day. Once I hatched a nest of fluffy goslings, and my cousin was only 4 years old. Little fatty likes fluffy goslings and will come to play in three or two days. His favorite thing is to grab the goslings by the neck and shake them hard so that they can fly and fall into the sky with their white bellies. Two old geese are unreasonable and don't care, because the fat cousin often feeds them. The little fat man abused the goose regularly, and once he didn't come for a week, I didn't know that the goose grew fast and it would take three days to see it. The gosling is very close to him physically, and the child doesn't care, but he has to pull his neck when he comes up. Unexpectedly, this caused public anger, and all the goslings' new and old hatred rushed to their hearts together, and all of them bent their necks and roared. After all, the little fat man is only four years old. Although he has great talent and strength, he still feels this way. Inadvertently tripped over the big dustpan of the threshing floor, took a nap and gave a pillow. My cousin is clever as ice and snow, and immediately learned to bury his head in a dustpan like an ostrich, pouting his ass and ignoring his head. So the goose headed by him was in power and tide wait for no man. Jumping on the fat man's back was a bit like mating. The adults working in the wheat field burst into laughter and helped to disperse the geese. From then on, my cousin got white goose phobia and hid as soon as he met.
I am the protagonist in the last story of White Goose. My parents were not at home in the summer vacation of the third grade, and I looked after a flock of geese alone. My mother received a strict education. Every morning, she gets up at 5 o'clock to write calligraphy. After writing the calligraphy, she hung the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Xue Gang's Anti-Tang Dynasty or Tang Dynasty around her neck, holding a green bamboo pole, carrying a small bench and driving a group of big Bai Ding. I am a fool. I often sit on a small bench in the shade of a tree all morning, burying my head in my knees, wandering around the world, killing the quartet with Zhao Yun, Qin. I often find all the geese at noon, no matter what plane they make. There lived an eccentric and lonely old lady by the river. She often scolded the chickens, dogs, widows and men in the village for scolding Guo Jia. I stay away from her, she keeps a flock of ducks. At this time, she will also come out to eat and swim. My white goose is too overbearing, and often drives ducks nowhere to eat grass and goes down into the river. This is not a dispute between people, and I have no time to mediate. As a result, the old lady was furious and came out with a shovel. It seems that she is going to chop up the old goose under the horse. That guy is naturally domineering. The old lady despised it at first sight and regarded it as a best seller. Why isn't she angry? She flapped her wings and killed it. One person and one goose fight into a ball, growl repeatedly, and feathers fly all over the sky, comparable to Ma Chao and Zhang Fei burning the midnight oil. This white goose is too big. I didn't expect the old lady's fencing to be the level of an exterminator, and she accidentally cut a hole in her long neck. At that time, feathers were red.
At this time, I was furious. This goose lays a goose egg every day. My breakfast is fried goose egg. This is my job. It's unbearable that that old woman should dare to hit my job. She fell from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the small bench on the spot, grabbed the bamboo pole and shouted, "I'm Yan Zhang Yide ..." Fortunately, the uncle who passed by stopped me, slapped me twice, apologized to the old lady and took me home to punish nave. In the end, the white goose was only slightly injured. Three days later, it held its head high and gloated like a god of war.