70 lucky little group pet

When Lin Sheng started raising pigs, he knew clearly that raising pigs was a matter of risk and profit.

However, if you want to be successful, you must make some sacrifices. If you don't dare to try, then you will be so mediocre in your life.

Moreover, in the process of raising pigs, Lin Sheng has been learning to enrich himself. Whenever he encounters something he doesn’t understand or is uncertain, he will ask others. old man.

He thought that as long as he worked hard and did his best, he would definitely gain something.

However, fate made a joke with him.

This morning, when he took the pig food to the pigsty, he found that the piglets were all outside the cage, lying on the ground in a daze, their bodies completely wet by the rain, motionless.

At that time, he panicked, quickly opened the pigsty and went in, bent down to look at the little pig, only to find that the little pig's body was completely cold.

Looks like it's been dead for a long time.

Lin Xiao stood up in shock, "How did you die?"

At this time, Lin Sheng's sanity has also fully returned, and he regained his usual calm face, "I don't know, I found it when I was feeding in the morning, and I guess he died in the middle of the night."

"All dead?"

There are a total of six piglets. If all of them die, not only will the pork be sold this winter, but half a year of feeding will be in vain.

Lin Sheng nodded, "They're all dead."

Lin Xiao quickly picked up an umbrella and rushed into the rain, "It can't be swine fever, can it?"

She dragged Lin Sheng to go to the pigsty, "I don't know what caused the death, let's disinfect the pigsty first, so as not to cause more losses."

Lin Xiu followed the two of them with an umbrella, and rushed to the pigsty without stopping.

The six little pigs were placed in the yard. Lin Xiao estimated the weight, and each pig weighed about fifty kilograms.

Originally, according to this growth trend, these piglets could be slaughtered at the end of autumn. After the sows were mated again, they dared to give birth to a second litter of piglets when winter came. In the coming spring, there would be another litter of piglets.

However, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

The piglets all died before they grew up.

Lin Xiao bent down to inspect the little pigs. There were still food residues from last night at the corners of their mouths, and there were no wounds on their bodies. The only strange thing was that each little pig had a very big stomach, as if it was full of food.

"What time did you feed the pig food last night? How much did you feed?"

Lin Sheng replied truthfully, "At the same time as usual, at seven or eight o'clock, the weight of pig food is also the same, one bucket for piglets, one bucket for sows and boars."

That is to say, the food weight has not changed.

Lin Xiao went to the pigsty to look around again. Lin Sheng cleaned the pigsty every day, so the pigsty should be very clean.

But at this moment, the ground in the pigsty is full of excrement, which is mixed with the rainwater and diluted into feces-yellow muddy water.

Seeing such a situation, Lin Xiao hurriedly turned back to look at the little pig's buttocks. Sure enough, as she had guessed, the little pig's buttocks were covered with poop.

"Xiaoxiao, what's going on?" Lin Xiu asked, frowning tightly, looking at the dead piglets, feeling as distressed as Lin Sheng.

Lin Xiao sighed. After all, it was the first time to raise pigs, and he didn't pay attention to the specific situation of the piglets, so this happened.

"If I'm not wrong, it should be enteritis." Lin Xiao is not a veterinarian after all. She just remembered that she had watched a pig raising program on the "Zheng Fu Jing" before. One episode was about pig enteritis. The situation is similar to now. .

"How can you die so quickly if you have enteritis?"

He still died in the middle of the night, without even giving any first aid.

"This is pig flatulence. When the disease occurs, the piglets will die within a few hours." Lin Xiao sighed. Fortunately, it was not swine fever, otherwise the two big pigs might not be able to survive.

Lin Sheng nodded. He must spend more time in the pigsty in the future to avoid such things from happening again.

"Then what should we do with these little pigs?" Lin Xiu asked regretfully. Although they hadn't reached the time of slaughter, they weighed forty or fifty catties after all, so it would be a pity to just throw them away.

Lin Xiao clapped his hands, "To be on the safe side, don't eat pigs that died of illness."

Lin Xiu sighed, since Xiaoxiao said so, all these pigs had to be buried.

Lin Xiao called Xie Cheng with an umbrella, and together with Lin Sheng, they carried the dead pig to the mountain, dug a hole and buried it.

In order to prevent dirt dogs or other people from eating it by mistake, Lin Xiao even made some pig powder and sprinkled it on it.

After everything was done, the rain had stopped, and it was almost noon.

Lin Xiao cordially invited Xie Chengcheng's family to have dinner. Although Lin Sheng was a little reluctant, he helped him after all, so he couldn't show his face.

At noon, Lin Xiao made a big pot of stew, and put a circle of pancakes around the side of the pot. After half an hour of stuffiness and lifted the lid of the pot, the yard was filled with a strong smell of chicken.

Lin Xiao likes to eat spicy strips sandwiched with steamed buns, and with the delicious chicken, his stomach becomes round after eating at noon.

In the afternoon, several people went to the pigsty to clean and disinfect again.

Originally, raising pigs was Lin Sheng's own business, but for some reason, people saw a few people carrying dead pigs up the mountain in the morning, but one afternoon, the whole village knew that the pigs raised by Lin Sheng died.

"In the beginning, I wasn't optimistic about raising pigs. The risk is so high. Lin Sheng is fine now, and he lost all his money."

"You're talking nonsense, isn't Lin Sheng selling spicy sticks? You've made a lot of money, so what's the point of killing a few pigs?"

"Hey, you are just saying that grapes are sour because you can't eat grapes. It's their ability to make money. Besides, raising pigs is inherently risky. Who would have expected such a thing to happen?"

"Those who can afford to raise pigs are rich! I said, did Lin Sheng really throw away the pig?"

"Yeah, throw it away. I can see it clearly. I carried it to the mountain early in the morning."

"That's six pigs, so just throw it away?"

"What should I do if I don't throw it away, I'm sick and dead, so I can't eat it?"

"It's not clean, it's not sick after eating."

Someone had already started thinking about it, the team leader passed by and heard these words, and stood up straight, "I tell you, you are not allowed to secretly pick up dead pigs that have been thrown away, if I find out, you will be fined a card of Great Unity! "

After the team leader spoke like this, those people had no choice but to rest their minds.

However, when I saw Lin Sheng's family, I couldn't help but go up and say a few words.

Those few words are repeated over and over again.

"The pigs raised are all dead, how much does the captain want you to pay?"

"Lin Sheng is rich, so he doesn't care about these at all."

"That's right, right, they can make you a year's worth of selling spicy sticks now, tsk tsk tsk."

Anyway, no matter what others said, Lin Sheng would not show much expression.

Originally, Lin Sheng's sale of hot strips had already made many villagers jealous. Unexpectedly, the pig he raised died, and everyone's jealousy was balanced, and the eyes they looked at Lin Sheng were no longer so unkind.

It wasn't a big deal at first, but somehow it spread, and it gradually became that the spicy strips sold by Lin Sheng's family ate the pig to death.

There are other things added to the spicy strips, which are not only addictive, but also get sick after a long time. Over time, like those pigs, they died of illness.

Everyone passed it on with nose and eyes, as if they had really experienced such a thing.

Latiao sales have also been hit hard by rumors.

From one to two hundred catties a day at the beginning, it gradually declined, and now, it can't sell more than ten catties a day.

Lin Xiao was so worried that she couldn't eat or sleep, her mouth was full of bubbles.