unemployed donkey

 

unemployed donkey

 

A team of donkeys took a rest by the river. The weak old gray donkey wept and told the sad life of the donkey tribe to the donkey Ma Hu who met by chance.

The old donkey who led the team was also telling Agudengba his misfortune. It turns out that the few adobe houses in the village were equipped with a machine that had never been seen before. It was tall and complex, and people called it "steel mill". They called this place "mill" and it was specially used for grinding flour. Compared with the traditional old stone mill, just looking at the structure of the machine, it seems that it is more than a century old. Pour the wheat in, and white flour will flow out on one side, and bran will flow out on the other. It is fast, energy-saving, and convenient. .

Since there was this big guy in the village, few people used old donkeys to pull stones to grind flour. The old stone mill at home has been neglected for many years and has lost its former glory. The thick dust on the millstone and the peeling grinding table silently record the years of idleness. The presence of donkey-pulled stone mills has gradually disappeared.

The old donkey said to Agudengba: As "steel mill" grinding has become the center of people's understanding, my old gray donkey has never walked into the mill kiln again. One day, a brand new agricultural tricycle broke the tranquility of the village. No one in the village had ever seen this new gadget. That afternoon, the yard of the car-buying family was like marrying a new wife. People of all ages, men, women, and children gathered in the yard, one after another, surrounding the brand-new tricycle tightly. What followed was an in-depth “research and discussion”. It was the time to deliver manure to the fields. The next morning, the family drove a tricycle to deliver manure to the fields. Our donkey-drawn cart passed by with a "boom-boom", followed by a cloud of dust. When the old gray donkey saw this "menacing" guy, he was "shocked" and disappeared in advance every time. direction.

Later, most families in the village bought agricultural tricycles, which became a necessity for farmers. They were used to transport manure and food, and to go to the market and visit relatives. They could be seen everywhere. Traveling on motorcycles and pooping on tricycles are nothing new anymore. Donkeys no longer have to do farm work at home and outside the home. Busy people seem to have forgotten this inseparable farming partner in the past. Of course, no one cares about the loss of this unemployed man.

The old donkey sighed:

My old gray donkey has lost his job. The new life has made it impossible for the donkey to use all his talents. The old donkey became more and more idle, chained in front of the trough all day doing nothing. No one will think of the fate of the donkey. Where will it go?

Why raise a donkey? The family looked at Lao Hui who was eating at home all day long

The donkeys became more and more unpleasant. They didn't do any farm work and had to cut grass and feed them every day. They started to get tired of them and finally decided to sell them.

In the past, there were very few people selling and buying donkeys in the market, because everyone who wanted a donkey had to work hard. If they wanted to buy or sell a donkey, they would ask someone to say hello in advance. At this time, the trading of donkeys in the market has become normal, and there are more and more "donkey traders". The donkeys are pulled and transported by the "donkey traders" in carts, coming and going. These donkeys are eventually sold to slaughterhouses for centralized slaughtering, and then the donkey meat is continuously supplied to various restaurants for consumption by diners. The nutritional value of donkey meat is very high. It is known as "dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the earth". The fate of the donkeys in the village has finally become the same as that of chickens, pigs and sheep. They have become living food and are completely separated from farming and transportation. relationship. Donkeys have long been forgotten by people in the new era and new life, and they can't even remember what their production and life have to do with donkeys.

At this time, the donkeys who were resting by the river had realized that their destiny would be completely changed due to unemployment. Under the leadership of the old gray donkey, they collectively roared and sang "Freedom" full of passion and anger. Flower song:

 

we gather together,

We meet day and night,

We once lamented,

Years and months always fail.

 

The truth is always hard to find,

The whip is always dazzling in front of my eyes,

Dream of freedom and never give up,

Freedom will still blossom.

 

No matter how violent the wind and rain are,

The flower of freedom blooms for eight thousand springs,

Break the fetters and rise up,

There is no fear in breaking free from the prison.

 

We roar together,

I would rather die than surrender and be a stubborn donkey,

Not to be enslaved and killed,

The flowers of freedom are watered with blood.

 

This shocked the leader of the donkey pack team, the old donkey. All the donkeys who were about to lose their jobs rebelled collectively at the instigation of the old gray donkey, crossed the river, and fled into the snowy forest not far away.