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Chapter 432 Bezoar
The snow that had just stopped fell down one after another and sprinkled on the old cow, as if it wanted to bury it with white snowflakes.

Ox, ox, you have worked and suffered for your whole life for mankind. It’s time to close your eyes and take a good rest.

The snow swished down, the sound was soft and urgent, and soon another layer fell. Sun Jianping stood beside the old cow blankly, looking at the cow's body that was gradually covered with a layer of white, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Surge through!
"what……"

He shouted for a long time, and countless emotions were released, turning into shocking sound waves, breaking through the fine and dense snow, and reaching far, far away!
Old Cheng lowered his head, took a sharp skinning knife, and peeled off the skin bit by bit, starting from the belly of the old cow.

"uncle……"

Sun Jianping wanted to beg him not to be so cruel, but Old Chengtou just shook his head, "He is dead and alive, but we still have to live!"

Sun Jianping was speechless for a moment. He could only watch the old cow's abdomen being torn open with a sharp knife. There were only green intestines inside, without any trace of oil.

This cow is so skinny!
Lao Cao walked in with a pipe in his mouth and looked at the cow's belly lying on the ground, which had been cut open. He had mixed feelings for a while.

"Forget it, don't skin it. Lao Zhang will come later. You guys can lift it into the car and take it to the back hill to bury it. This cow has been tired for a lifetime. Leave it a whole body when it's gone. Don't leave it in the next life." Tuosheng has become an animal..."

Lao Cao knelt down, gently helped Lao Niu close his eyes with his hands, and said, "What a sin!"
He suddenly remembered something, handed the pipe to Sun Jianping, rolled up his sleeves, and reached into the skinny cow belly to feel around. Suddenly, his fingers hit something hard!

"Jianping, hurry up and bring a basin!"

Sun Jianping was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood that Uncle Cao must have found something in the cow's belly!
He hurriedly ran back to the adobe house, brought an enamel basin with stubble off and placed it on the ground. Lao Cao frowned, and with a force of his fingers, he pulled out something the size of a fist from the cow's belly! Sun Jianping looked down and saw something wrapped in a thin layer of skin. It was hard when he poked it with his finger. The thing inside had already caked on it. He didn't know what it was.

Lao Cao stretched out his hand and pulled off the thin white outer layer, revealing a brown fist-sized object that was steaming.

"Bezoar?"

"Well, bezoar, good bile."

Lao Cao wiped his hands on his wool coat and looked at the fist-sized thing in the enamel basin. Lao Cheng also lowered his head and looked at it, feeling full of emotion for a while.

This cow has suffered and been tired all its life. I didn't expect that even if it died, it would leave such a treasure to others!
Cow, cow!
How can you be sorry at all?
I feel sorry for you!
"Can this big tumor in the cow's stomach not hurt?" Lao Cao turned around to look at the old cow who had passed away, tears streaming down his dim eyes, "Those beasts in Xiaoxishan, how can they still let cows live like this?" Go to work in the fields..."

"Oh, this cow is dead from exhaustion." Old Chengtou has served big animals all his life, but he has only heard about the bezoar and has never seen it. "You two bought it back and enjoyed it for two days. It's considered a blessing." I have accumulated great virtue."

Lao Cao lifted up his sleeves to wipe his tears, stood up, grabbed the bezoar and stuffed it into Sun Jianping's hand, "You are the one who clamored to buy the cow. This thing should be yours too. I can't have it."

"Uncle, although I want to buy this cow, it is the team's money after all. This bezoar should be returned to the team."

Sun Jianping pushed him back again.

"Whoever spends the money will of course own the things. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors. Lao Cao, just keep it on behalf of the team!"

"Then..." Lao Cao looked at the two of them and nodded slightly, "Okay, but only the three of us know about this, so don't tell others!"

"Know!"

Both of them nodded.

Lao Cao took off his sweatshirt with the word "prize" on it, wrapped the bezoar, put it in his pocket, and hurried home. Not to mention that at this time, or in any era, the price of natural bezoar is more than gold!
This piece of bezoar is about the size of a fist. When dried, it weighs about one pound and two taels. Calculating...

As the saying goes, poverty breeds evil, Lao Cao cannot guarantee that everyone in the village has a good heart and will not be tempted after seeing this treasure!

Lao Chengtou held the knife and looked at the old cow whose belly had been cut open. He sighed, took a large needle, and sewed the cowhide back together. At this time, Zhang Ziyi also came early to handle the milk. When he saw that the old cow was dead, he stopped. He stepped down and looked at Lao Niu with respect, "What did Lao Cao say?"

"Let's catch up with the carriage, pull the cow down the mountain and bury it. The life of the cow is also bitter. Don't let us be born as an animal in the next life!" Old Chengtou looked at the deep and shallow whip marks on the cowhide. No need to ask, they are all The people of Xiaoxishan have done a good job!

"Ugh!"

Zhang Ziyi sighed, if his life is like this, why should he be the same!
"Jianping, let's hit the road!"

Several people lifted the old cow up. It looked like a huge cow, but its body was not as heavy as expected. It was also skinny and bones, and it had no weight at all!

Sun Jianping drove the carriage, and Lao Chengtou and Zhang Ziyi followed behind with shovels. When they arrived at the back mountain, they chose a piece of windy snow, dug a big hole in the snow, carried the old cow's body in, and covered it with snow. superior.

Sun Jianping picked up a wooden stick and wrote two big characters on the snow.

"Ushibuka"!
"Let's go!"

Zhang Ziyi rubbed the snow on his shovel and turned to glance at the raised snowdrift. He had mixed feelings in his heart and didn't know what to say.

On the way back, none of the three people said a word. In the end, Zhang Ziyi sighed, "In this life, if I can end up like Lao Niu, I will be satisfied."

"Who is not!" Old Chengtou also sighed repeatedly, "Fortunately, you have three sons to show your respect. I can only ask Jianping to do this for me!"

Zhang Ziyi looked at him and shook his head, "Think more liberally!"

"What if we don't want to drive? Who told us old farmers that we were born to work!"

There was another sigh, and the three of them were silent for a long time.

In the new house, Sun Jianping sat on the edge of the Kang, holding the copied piece of bezoar in his hand. The little bean buns were going around his feet, and his little paws were on the uppers of the shoes, barking, trying to see clearly what the owner was holding. What is it.

"Ugh!"

He let out a long sigh, recalling the long howl of the old cow when he was dying, and felt a little pain in his heart. What is the difference between the fate of man and cow, the short and happy childhood, the confused and confused youth, the hard-working middle age, Lonely and lonely old age...

"What's wrong with you, Jianping? You seem very unhappy?"

Miss Qian opened the door happily and came in. She saw him sitting by the kang with his head lowered and a pair of dim eyes showing a bit of sadness. She thought he was hysterical and hurriedly reached out and touched his forehead.

No fever either!
Why are you confused?

"sit!"

Sun Jianping forced a smile and patted the edge of the kang next to him, "Do you remember the old cow we brought back from Xiaoxishan yesterday?"

"Remember, that cow was so skinny."

"Well, he left this morning. That cow worked hard all his life and left us such a thing at the end."

"Is this...bezoar?"

Others may not know her, but what kind of family does Miss Qian come from, and what kind of good things have she never seen? Recognized instantly!

"Yes, bezoar, the most valuable treasure that the old cow left behind in his life." Sun Jianping smiled bitterly, "These animals have really given their all to people."

(End of this chapter)