Chapter 248 Little Corn
Taozi looked up: "Donkey cart... do you want an old one?"
"Yes, give me a different one!"
Taozi led me downstairs to the warehouse where large machinery was stored, and we found the place where the donkey carts were kept.
There were quite a few donkey carts, about eight or nine dilapidated ones parked there.
These donkey carts must have been collected after the apocalypse.
"Sis, you pick one yourself."
I carefully went over and looked through them, eventually choosing the one that looked the newest.
When Taozi saw me pointing at the donkey cart, he shook his head: "This won't do. Look at these two ears, they're wobbling. It won't last long before they break."
"You choose, I'm fine with either."
I'm really not good at it.
Taozi went up and touched this one, shook that one, and finally chose a donkey cart.
"I brought some alcohol, how about we exchange it?"
Taozi scratched his head awkwardly: "Given our friendship, I should give it to you, but this belongs to the base, so I should at least give you something in return. Give me a bottle of wine."
"Oh no, that won't do! This is a car!"
I waved my hand hastily, realizing I'd already gone too far in doing them a favor.
Taozi held up two fingers: "Two bottles then! Two bottles at most!"
Okay! Two bottles it is then!
Haha, I got a bargain!
From now on, we must believe in this conclusion.
Residents of Baizhen Base have to exchange their belongings for other things; however, the public property of Baizhen Base is mine.
They brought down two bottles of liquor for Taozi, and he and the others helped load the donkey cart onto it, letting the little donkey step onto the cart.
It looks very safe.
I drove home satisfied.
Once home, just like Brother Wang did, we put a plank in the back of the cart and led the little donkey down.
Bring it into your new home.
The little donkey obediently followed me into the donkey pen.
Although the donkey pen is new, it feels rather empty and deserted.
Forget it, let's tinker with it some more.
The chicken coop and sheep pen were swapped, making the sheep and the donkey neighbors.
As large herbivorous animals, they can keep each other company.
These sheep had never seen a donkey before, and the little donkey was seeing sheep for the first time as well.
It's quite amusing to see them staring at each other with such fearful eyes; they should become friends in a few days.
Now that the little donkey is completely settled, I'm going to unload the donkey cart.
Since the donkey cart has four wheels, pushing it down from the cart bed is relatively easy.
But I was afraid that if I pushed the donkey cart directly to the ground, it would fall and break, so I tried my best to keep the cart steady and let it slide down the plank.
Finally, the donkey cart reached the ground intact. I pulled on an iron bar and pushed the cart into the rain shelter where the trucks were parked.
Try to move a little further in; even small trucks can park there.
I looked at the big new appliance in my house with satisfaction; it really is quite nice.
The diesel fuel is almost gone, so I won't have to worry about wasting fuel when I go out anymore.
As long as the donkey is fed until it is strong and healthy, it will be fine to use it to pull a donkey cart.
We've already stocked up on plenty of hay for autumn, but now we have an extra donkey with a big appetite, so it's best to prepare even more.
While I was still excited, I grabbed a sickle and went up the mountain to cut grass.
The cart was piled high with hay, enough to feed the little donkey for a while.
A wooden board was placed on the ground outside the donkey pen, and all the hay was neatly piled on it.
The newly built enclosure houses rabbits, sheep, and donkeys, all herbivores. The fodder is piled up here so they can be fed together.
After a busy day, I heated up some steamed buns and ate them with pickled vegetables until I was full. Then I lay down on the kang (heated brick bed) and fell asleep.
I felt a bit sore on the second day, probably because I overdid it yesterday.
Light the stove and fire, rinse the millet and pour it into a clay pot, then put it on the stove to cook.
After feeding the chickens, ducks, and pigs, they enthusiastically went to the new pen to feed the little donkeys.
The little donkey was lying on the ground, sleeping all alone.
Because of its small size, it looked rather lonely and pitiful lying in the spacious donkey pen.
I picked up a handful of hay and threw it into the feeding trough.
"Dinner's ready, little donkey!"
Startled by my loud voice, it quickly woke up, saw some grass on the ground, and immediately got up to eat it.
When the sheep saw the donkey grazing, they stretched their necks and bleated in their pen.
I added more hay for the sheep and rabbits.
He turned around and went to the west wing to get some corn, two for the little donkey, and the rest for the sheep.
When the little donkey saw the corn, it quickly spat out the hay in its mouth, wrapped its chubby snout around the corn cob, and bit off a large chunk in one go.
The corn crunched loudly in its mouth, a sound that was almost therapeutic.
Given how intelligent it is, I'm going to give the little donkey a name too.
"What should I call you? I'll just call you Little Corn."
Look how enthusiastically it's munching on the corn, from now on we'll call it Little Corn.
I stroked the fur between his two long, big ears: "Did you hear that? From now on, your name is Little Corn."
Little Corn ignored me and kept eating its corn by itself.
It's okay, donkeys have such long lifespans, they'll get used to it over time.
Judging that the porridge on the stove was almost cooked, I closed the door and turned to go back inside.
After drinking the steaming hot porridge, I glanced at the stove on the west side while clearing away the dishes.
I don't know if the soybeans for making soy sauce have fermented properly; I haven't checked on them for several days.
Lifting the cotton cloth covering the fermenting soybeans reveals a dense layer of green mold.
"My goodness, this fermentation is a bit too much!"
Because of the low temperature, I thought I'd let them ferment for a while longer.
Now, it's clear that there's a lot of green mold.
I carried two baskets of fermented soybeans to the yard.
The wall between the threshing ground and the main courtyard is low, and two winnowing baskets are placed steadily on top of the wall, where they will be dried for a while.
After thoroughly cleaning up, I led out Little Corn and the flock of sheep from the donkey pen, ready to take them for a walk in the mountains.
Now that Little Corn is in a stable mood, I feel it's good to let it get used to its environment, which will be more beneficial for the child's mental health development.
"Little melon! Let's go!"
I opened the gate and called out to the dogs.
When the gate opened, four dogs and a cat were already standing neatly behind me.
It was the first time the dogs had seen Little Corn, and also the first time they had ever seen such a large animal in their home.
The little one was the first to be hit, calling out in a low voice.
It runs behind the little corn and calls twice, then quickly jumps to another place, then runs back to call again, and jumps to another place...
Repeatedly.
Little Corn was a little scared, but more than that, she was confused.
Follow me forward, constantly looking back at the crazy little melon.
"Ugh, shut up! Aren't you annoying?!"
I scolded the little melon, and it calmed down and stopped acting up.
The younger two are simple-minded; they just feel like there are new friends in the house. They run around the little corn, laughing heartily with their mouths wide open.
Little Corn gradually recovered from her nervousness and occasionally jumped around with Little Three and Little Four.
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