I am a domestic pig! But I am different from other domestic pigs, because I am an ideal pig. "I want to change my destiny. I don't want those bipeds to eat my meat. We were not born to be slaughtered by them. I want to be a different pig. This is my ideal! " At the beginning, I told my brothers and sisters my ideal, that is, they all stared at the eyes with double eyelids and shook their ears the size of palms, then turned their heads, snorted and ate the bran left in the trough. But I know their incredible expressions! Although the "biped" can't see it, as a pig, I can still observe the subtle expressions on their faces; After all, I am a pig, and I can only see gestures similar to people's "expressions".
From then on, the whole pigsty knew that I was an ideal pig, and my mother thought I was a different pig. Therefore, it gave me a name-stinky. I also became the only pig with a name in our family.
My mother didn't respect me because I said that particularly ambitious sentence, but because I behaved differently from my brother and sister since I was a child. I have opened my eyes to see the world since I was born less than a few days ago. Of course, the world I'm talking about is only as big as twenty or thirty square meters. That day, the weather was sunny and there was a little breeze, and my eyes were blown to tears by the wind. My mother found that I opened my eyes and snorted happily. She turned around and touched me with her head a few times, thinking, "Open your eyes and you should be able to stand up!" " But I didn't stand up. Even if I am a genius, I can't go against the law of biological growth. Seeing that I didn't stand up, it began to lick me with its tongue, licking my dirty things with my tears. This will keep me clean and moist, and let me see this place of 20 or 30 square meters more clearly. My brothers and sisters didn't open their eyes, and I laughed when they ran amok everywhere. When I was a baby, of course my mother couldn't see me smile.
By the time I can walk, my brothers and sisters will be able to walk, but I am stronger than him. As I said before, because I was the first to open my eyes, the first thing I did when I opened my eyes was of course to find a good place, a place with plenty of milk and sunshine. When my mother gave birth to many of our brothers and sisters, each nipple was bright and big, just like rows of hills beside the milk. The first nipple I grabbed was the second one in the row above my mother's forelimbs, because only that one was the largest, so I think this one should be the richest in milk. But this is not the case. The milk there was so bad that even my basic food and clothing could not be solved, so I gave up decisively. I want to find a nipple enough for me to eat before my brothers and sisters open their eyes. So I tried my mother's nipple all over, and finally I found my nipple in the middle of her abdomen. Although it is not big enough and bright enough, it is the richest milk in all nipples. I found my own place, and my brothers and sisters also found their own place to nurse. We clung to our mother for a month and were weaned after one month. Of course, they will all run away!
A few days after we were weaned, my brothers and sisters often ran after my mother's ass, and they followed her wherever she went. And I always lie quietly on the wall of the pigsty and watch them run past. I know what they want to do, and I know what their mother doesn't want to do. They just run around like a bunch of fools, just want to drink milk! Finally, one day my mother lay down. They were like hungry wolves who hadn't eaten for a long time. They swarmed in, as if there were delicacies in front of them, that is, dew and dew! However, when they were about to enjoy the delicious food on earth, their mother got up and walked away. Looking at their vacant expressions, I can't help but think of four words "a group of idiots" from my heart! I knew my mother's intentions from the beginning. She wants us to eat staple food, and milk is not enough for us to grow. Of course, her body couldn't bear it, so I kept lying on the wall.
My brothers and sisters finally stopped chasing my mother, and they seemed to know her intention, so they had to accept the fact. There is also an extra bucket for the biped outside, which is filled with bran and mixed with green oil residue. This is my favorite staple food. Every time the biped hasn't arrived at my door, I have already got up and waited in front of the stone trough. When I watched him pour the contents of the bucket into the pigsty opposite us, I couldn't help screaming, which meant telling him to hurry up. I'm hungry. Finally, he came to our side with a big bucket and a small bucket. I immediately grabbed a good position and looked back at the food in his hand. Bran poured all over my head, but it didn't affect my good mood for eating at all. I can ignore the image in the face of delicious food. Brothers and sisters also joined the army of grabbing food. We competed with each other and kept our mouths shut quickly. As time is short, I don't have time to savor this delicious food, for fear that if I eat slowly, there will be nothing. The whole stone trough was surrounded by us in just a few minutes, and it has bottomed out, and the stone trough was eaten clean by us. I always lie down beside the stone trough for a while after supper. But my brothers and sisters separated and found a sunny place to bask in the sun. I looked at the one opposite. They are much bigger and stronger than us. Their limbs are strong and strong, and the two ears on their heads hang right in front of them. I am so weak in front of them, maybe people will knock me down with a little force! So every time I think, "when can I have a strong body and vigorous limbs like them!" " "For this reason, I am always the first to arrive at every meal and eat the fastest, in order to be like them one day.
I maintained this goal for several months, until one day, four or five "bipedal beasts" surrounded the pigsty opposite, pointing to a fat and strong similar person who didn't know what to say. After a while, a "two-legged beast" suddenly jumped in, and the pigs in the whole pigsty were scattered by him. As his target, the fat pig was chased by him and ran back and forth around the whole pigsty. In the middle, its bark is big and small, and its body turns red because of running. He gasped and hung his head, but his eyes never left him. At this time, the "two-legged beast" outside watched it go on like this and another one jumped in. They started chasing it and finally cornered it. The other pounced on its head and scratched its ear. My kind began to shake his body vigorously, and shouted loudly at the same time, hoping that his cry would get rid of these "demons" and that the kind next to him would help him get rid of the clutches of the "biped", but all hopes were in vain. He didn't get rid of himself, and his kind didn't come to help him. On the contrary, those "Biped Beasts" jumped in when they saw that a pig had been subdued by their own kind. They Qi Xin worked together to drag the fat pig out of the pigsty. They pressed it hard to the ground and tied its limbs with hemp rope before releasing their hands. At this time, a "biped" pulled out a long dagger from his waist, shining with dazzling white light under the sunlight. My kind is lying on the ground, struggling and screaming!
It was the first time I saw despair in its tearful eyes. It screamed desperately, hoping to wake up its companions and hope that they would let it go. But its companion still curled up in a corner with his head down and his ears hanging motionless. Those "biped" didn't understand what it wanted to express. But as a similar person, I understand. It was a kind of unwilling and pleading voice. Perhaps those "bipedal beasts" also understand that anyone who wants to express meaning at the last moment of his life is the same. No matter whether you are a higher or lower creature, everyone is the same when facing the fear of death. They just don't care. It seems that this life in front of me is born to be slaughtered by them. So that there is no expression on their faces, killing pigs is as simple as stepping on an ant for them. The knife went into its neck and blood splashed all over them. However, my kind stopped yelling and closed their eyes because the blood flowed too fast. In just ten minutes, a fresh life disappeared in front of my eyes!
Since then, I have been like a pig, and any delicious ingredients can't interest me. For this reason, my mother always arches me with her mouth, hoping I can eat more and grow up quickly. My brothers and sisters also advised me: "Our natural fate is doomed. No matter how we change, we will eventually go that way, but sooner or later, we should eat more early! " But I don't think so. "I want to be a different pig. At least I don't want to be like that killed pig. The ultimate destination is the ghosts of those bipedal animals. " When I told my mother what I thought, she looked at me like a monster with an incredible face. At the same time, she thinks I'm whimsical and impossible, and so do my brothers and sisters. In order not to look down on them, but also for my own ideals, I began to eat a little at every meal and never ate again, for fear that eating too much would bring me closer to death. Brothers and sisters are always annoying, and they always snap their mouths when eating; It tickles my heart. Always looking at me out of the corner of my eye, as if to say, "Come on, it's delicious, what a pity." I always endure it. You can't ignore what you said!
Finally, my behavior attracted the attention of the biped. It began to think that I was ill and called a doctor to see me. Of course, I have to cooperate with other doctors. He also grabbed my ear with tweezers to pry open my mouth and tongue, put on gloves and touched my stomach a few times, then got up and looked at my shit. He turned and walked to the biped who brought him. I don't know what he said, but he pointed his finger at me from time to time, then made a gesture to the biped, and finally took out something wrapped in paper from his carry-on bag and gave it to the biped, and then left. And this "biped" gave me a complicated look and left. In the days that followed, I was isolated by a "two-legged beast". After feeding all my peers (including my brothers and sisters, of course), he will come to me alone with a bucket of food, and every time he will put the bucket outside the fence, take out the medicine bag that the doctor gave him that day from his trouser pocket and spread it in the bucket. Then he found a wooden stick nearby and stirred it a few times, then fell down towards my trough. As for me, I can't let him see that I'm pretending to be sick. I can only eat these foods that make me die quickly under his gaze. I thought to myself, "Why doesn't this damn' two-legged beast' go? You won't leave until I finish eating! " He didn't leave until I finished eating the whole stone trough. Although I hate to do this, I have to admit that today's food smells better than any other day. In this way, I was isolated alone for more than ten days, and the meat I had lost before came back, one step closer to death. My first plan ended in failure under the ruthless intervention of biped.
Time is like a brave dog, swallowing the green of a tree outside the pigsty to golden yellow, leaving only bare branches in the end. However, it devours tirelessly, and my brothers and sisters and I are getting stronger and stronger because of it.
Now I seem to them to have been a pig who succumbed to fate. My mother thinks so, too Since that incident, my mother has been talking to me, hoping that I can relax. It said, "Smelly, it's not that mom doesn't support you, but you are the one who will suffer in the end." We were born to be slaughtered by them. " Even if you pretend to be sick, you may end up killing people. They will really kill your sick pig and make you die faster. So we should accept the present, eat and drink. Mom didn't tell you before because you were young, and you wouldn't listen to me. Now that you have grown up, you have suffered a lot. If you want to let go, you must know how to let go. "I have been bowing my head beside it, listening to it say these words, and telling my mother that I have figured it out and told her not to worry. Although I said I had figured it out, there was always a voice in my heart saying, "I am not willing to give in to fate easily." "In the following days, every time a biped comes to feed, my brothers and sisters will always flock to me. I want to be slower than them, just wait for them to finish the leftovers, so that the biped won't find me sick or anything, and secondly, it can slow down my growth. In this way, my brothers and sisters grow taller and taller, but I am always thin and meatless, and it seems that I can't stand any wind and rain.
Until one day, I was still basking in the sun in my old place, and suddenly a beautiful face flashed before my eyes, as dazzling as a meteor in the sky. From then on, every time I finished eating, I would lie in front of the stone trough just to have a look. It is different from all sows. Its two ears are not very thin, and the lines of blood vessels inside can be seen in the sun. Under the long eyelashes are a pair of black agate-like eyes. It always swallows the food in its mouth slowly when eating. Unlike other sows, they don't care about their image when they see food. Food makes a "chirp" sound in their mouths. Slender limbs support its slender body, and rows of nipples in the abdomen are round and tight. Reveal a mature and sexy taste. Looking at its slender figure, I thought, "Maybe it's the same as I thought!" "It seems to have noticed my eyes and looked at me. I immediately pretended to eat and avoided its eyes. I think it may have known that I was peeking at it. To this end, it gently "snorted" twice and walked away.
I really think this is right. It also wants to prolong its life by dieting. This is what I learned when I was locked up with it and chatting with it. I was really happy when I was locked up with it, because I lived with the goddess. On that day, we changed from strangers to good friends who talked about everything. We often eat together, look up at the sky together and talk about the physiology of pigs together. I gradually found that many of its ideas coincided with mine. That's why I mistakenly think that this beautiful "woman" in front of me is the "pig" I want to guard for a lifetime. So I started my second plan, thinking, "Since we have so many similarities, since we are doomed to die after all, maybe we can have the crystallization of love and let it continue our lives." I began to pursue her fiercely. Every time the biped feeds us, I will put my head on its head so that the falling food won't rain on its head. When eating, I will put delicious food into its mouth with my nose. It has always taken care of me, so I mistakenly thought it should like me, too. So when I told it what I thought, it refused. I panicked. I don't know where I didn't do it well enough. Did my words and deeds collide with it or didn't take care of it in detail, or was it always humorous to chat with it? I carefully recalled everything I went through. I didn't hit anywhere, and I didn't take care of the details. On the contrary, every time it is unhappy, I always try my best to make it happy, giving it all delicious and fun things, accompanying it to warm the sun in winter, watching red leaves in autumn, enjoying the cool shade in summer and enjoying new buds in spring. Every time I chat with it, I always try my best to make the topic humorous. In this way, people will not think that I am a boring person, a person with low taste. But in fact, I am a taciturn pig, a pig who can't chat. In order to win its favor, I tried my best and finally got its rejection. I don't understand why. So on a sunny afternoon, I was lying on the south wall, and the sun was shining all over my body. These winter sunshine pulled me up from the bottom of the cold cliff like countless ropes. The temperature of the sun warms my body, but not my heart. I haven't talked to him for more than ten days. In the days when I don't care, he is really in a mess, and the food in the bucket will fall on his head accurately every time. But it has no worries and no regrets. On the contrary, it is the same as when I first saw it, as if I had never appeared in its life. I finally couldn't help it, got up and ran over to ask it, what was the reason and what did I do wrong? And it looked at me quietly for a long time and said, "you are fine, but you are too thin." I naively thought that as long as I could get back the meat I lost before, there was no reason for her not to be with me. Although it will endanger my life, as long as it can promise, I will die without regret! Since then, every day, "Biped Beast" came with a bucket. I leaned against the stone trough early to pour the food, and then ate all the food in the stone trough as quickly as possible. At this time, the biped will fall into another bucket to feed it. After it eats slowly, I will get up and eat the rest of its food immediately. Although I am full, I have to do so in order to be with it as soon as possible. My persistence finally paid off, and my weight changed every day, which made me feel that my efforts were not in vain.
Finally, with my efforts, the biped thought that my anorexia was cured, and I returned to my mother and my brother and sister. They all want to know why I started fighting for food again. I didn't tell my brother and sister what I thought, but secretly told my mother. I told it all the details of our meeting and experience, hoping it could help me make plans. After listening to my narrative, it said, "Take your time, don't be too persistent." At first, I disagreed with my mother. I think as long as you like it, you should pursue it. As long as I treat each other seriously and sincerely, there will be results. When I made myself tall, big and strong, I thought excitedly, "Now it won't refuse me!" " When I walked in front of it again, there was a wild boar beside me. I can see that his eyes are full of wild boars and they are very sweet to each other. I know I'm completely hopeless this time. But I still don't give up. I wonder what it's thinking. So I asked again: "I have met your requirements, why not?" It didn't answer me this time.
I don't know how I got out of that pain, but I remember that it snowed outside the pigsty for three days and nights, and the thick snow layer occupied half of the pigsty. We can only exercise with the other half. Northwest wind is like a knife, and it hurts like a knife. I look at the wind and the flying snow, and I am afraid that my life will disappear after the heavy snow!
Refuse to change, and change will pass. You can't hang yourself in a tree! I began to wander around every sow in the pigsty, trying to talk to them, hoping to find another pig who can join hands with me to spend this snowy day. Summed up the experience of the last failure, and listened to my pig buddy's advice and began to practice in the speech. They think I failed because I can't chat, and neither can I. Many things happen. I really improved my chatting skills. Every sow I chatted with was made to laugh, but when I asked them to advance and retreat together, they all refused me without exception. I was puzzled and went to consult my brothers and said, "I have done everything you asked, why can't I?" They don't know why I can't. It was not until later that I finished the food sent by the biped. Maybe the food was too thin that day. When I felt that I couldn't stand it, I peed next to it. There was too much urine, and finally a small puddle was formed. I took a look at it when I was idle and bored, and solved the problem that has been bothering me for a long time.
The heavy snow finally stopped, and the warm sunshine finally spilled down, shining on this thick white quilt and suddenly the stars shone like meteors in the whole galaxy. I watched the white quilt getting thinner and thinner, and my heart became more and more agitated. I want to jump out of this disturbing pigsty, go outside, smell the fresh air, look at the passing cars and listen to the birds singing on the branches. The outside world must be beautiful, I think. But the whole pigsty is surrounded by high walls and towering into the sky. There is no doubt that it is impossible to go out.
It was after the white quilt completely turned into water that the smell of death began to cover the whole pigsty. Every day, those bipeds will come outside the circle to look for a strong and round pig. Watching them surrounded by three or four bipedal beasts, they fell to the ground and struggled hard, and were finally dragged out to get rid of them. The whole process is exactly the same as what I saw when I was a teenager. Although they all have children and their lives have continued to a certain extent, I will still see "fear" in their eyes. As their number decreased, this "fear" extended to me. I began to stay up all night, looking at the starry sky at night and recalling my journey was nothing after all. I am no longer the unique me when I was young, just like the stars in the night sky. When the sun rises, I will disappear without a trace in the sky. Finally, one day, I cured my insomnia and had a good sleep on a warm breeze and starry night. The next day, those bipedal beasts stood in front of me and pointed at me; After a while, everyone jumped in and surrounded me. Like my peers, I was dragged out by force and saw a flash of white light; My soul left my body. I thought the process of death was bound to be painful, but now it seems that instead of suffering, I have been freed. The moment I left my body, I finally knew why my name was called "smelly"!