donkey story

 

donkey story

 

Agudengba and his donkey Mahu were walking on the snowy road. When they passed a meadow, they rested by the river.

At this time, a donkey pack team came from a distance. The leader of the team was a Central Plains man, known as the Donkey Old Man.

The old donkey and the donkey pack team also went to the river to rest for a while. The followers unloaded the goods from the donkeys' backs and let the donkeys go to the river to drink water on their own.

The old donkey walked up to Agudengba and said hello.

The old donkey said to Agudengba:

These donkeys accompanying the team are actually imported. In the saying of our hometown in the Central Plains, they are called "lailuohuo". These donkeys are native to North Africa and have a domestication history of more than 4,000 years. They were later introduced to the Western Regions through West and Central Asia. Later it was introduced to the Central Plains.

A ruler is longer and an inch is shorter. In terms of survival of the weak, the abilities of donkeys cannot be compared with those of tigers and leopards. Anyone who has raised a donkey knows that donkeys have many advantages, such as small food intake, fewer diseases, and long lifespan. He was simple and frank, could not hold his temper, and often drank wine as a penalty instead of eating. He did not eat much forage, but he did not work less, he was beaten and scolded frequently, and he never had a long memory. In essence, donkeys are kind, docile, and hardworking. They can not only do all kinds of farm work, but also help people with a lot of housework. In traditional society, chickens, sheep, and pigs are not only used for money, but also slaughtered for meat during the New Year and festivals. However, donkeys are different. They can carry, pull, and ride. Their hard work is highly rewarding, and farmers cannot live without them. Even if a donkey is too old to work anymore, it will only be sold to an unknown place and will not be killed by the owner for meat. In the long history, if we were looking for the closest companion of Chinese farmers among the six domestic animals, I think the donkey must be the first choice.

Agudengba felt that what the old man said made sense.

The old donkey talked more and more enthusiastically: Since ancient times, donkeys have been the main means of transportation for humans. In the past, Zhang Guolao rode, Lu Fangweng rode, and most rural wives also rode. In the past, when a new wife was married in the village, the donkey became the current BMW wedding car. My father said that my mother was married to the family riding a donkey. Looking for a donkey to get married is more like a talent show among the donkeys in the village. The competition of comprehensive strength and the selection of the best are very particular. To choose a relatively "excellent" donkey, not only must be physically fit and good-looking, but also have an easy-going personality. . On the wedding day, the donkey will bring red flowers, saddle up, and carry the new daughter-in-law. It will walk openly in the middle of the wedding procession, with the suona playing to open the way, and the crowd behind it. It can be several miles of mountain road in the near distance, or dozens of miles in the distance. Daogouliang is full of lively and majestic music. In Donkey's life, this is definitely Donkey's most eye-catching moment.

At this time, an aging and tired old gray donkey was lying down by the river. He said to the donkey Mahu: "I have been like my father and mother since I was a child, dancing to the sound of chickens, and working under the stars and the moon all my life. My father is like my grandfather, and my grandfather is like my grandfather's grandfather. It has always been like this. , we donkeys obey the instructions of our master day after day, farm, work hard, and work hard. This is the entire trajectory of the donkey's life, and it is also the donkey's destiny. Just like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, we have no choice. I am old now , but we still have to carry heavy loads and run here and there. When the donkey owner boasts about us, I am not happy because the donkey gets beaten more and more as it gets older."

The old gray donkey sadly sang "Song of Misery":

 

Master, master, don’t hit me,

I'm old and it's not my fault.

If the master thinks I am useless,

pray to my master,

You should think about me back then.