Sheepfold.
 The night is desolate.
 The moonlight is desolate.
 The moods of Sadiq and Sahaf were like the desolate moonlight that shattered on the ground, shattered into pieces and panicked.
 They thought that they were not even afraid of death and that nothing terrible in this world could scare them.
 But now I know that there is something far more terrifying than death in this world, that is, not being able to die even if you want to, and losing even the hope of being a human being.
It was extremely cold in the desert at night. The two of them hugged each other in the haystacks of the sheepfold for warmth. Their bodies were shivering from the cold. In fear and fear, they were now cold and hungry. They were suffering from hunger and cold and were in a very low mood.
“Fourth uncle, I’m so hungry...”
 “I miss scones, I miss naanzi, I miss hand-caught mutton...”
The hungry Sahab missed the happy days of being a human being. His fourth uncle Sadiq did not reply. Instead, he heard the rustling sound of haystacks. Then Sahab was shocked to see his fourth uncle.
Eating grass in a haystack.
“Fourth uncle, you?” Sahafu looked shocked.
The fourth uncle, old Sadiq, kept chewing hay in his mouth and said to his nephew: "Nephew, please try these hays quickly. This is the first time in my life that Sadiq has been herding sheep and I know that grass tastes so delicious. No wonder those shepherds eat it every day."
If you like eating grass, you won’t feel tired of it. It turns out that these hays are not bitter or spicy at all. They taste just like eating wheat, and they are also very chewy. Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and eat these grasses to fill your stomach.
, I am so strong that I can find an opportunity to run away."
Sahafu was a little confused and looked at his fourth uncle beside him, who had an expression of enjoyment on his face, ate big hay, and quickly assumed the identity of a sheep: "Fourth uncle...are these grasses...really so delicious?"
 “I took herbal medicine when I was a child, and the grass was very bitter.”
 He hesitated and looked down at the hay at his feet.
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Hungry stomachs roar like thunder.
I don’t know if it was because he was too hungry, but when he smelled the hay, he found it quite fragrant?
 Old Sadiq glared at his nephew: "When did my fourth uncle lie to you?"
At this time, Sahab temporarily forgot the fear and fear of turning into a sheep for the first time, and muttered: "When I was a child, fourth uncle, you lied to me and grabbed a handful of cow dung, saying that it was naan."
 Old Sadiq was so distrusted by his own nephew that he became a little anxious: "Your fourth uncle, I am going to lie to you this time. Fourth uncle, I am not a human being."
Sahaf looked at his uncle and carefully reminded him: "Fourth uncle...we are not human beings now..."
Sahafu saw that his fourth uncle raised his hooves and wanted to get angry with him after listening to his words. He quickly said to his fourth uncle, I believe what you say. I will eat, I will eat. Isn’t it okay for me to eat grass?
Sahav closed his eyes and ate a piece of hay with difficulty as if he was rushing to the execution ground. However, the next moment, he let out a sigh and his eyes were surprised, as if a magical door had opened in front of him.
 Old Sadiq was very satisfied with the change in his nephew's eyes, and then the two of them ate hay with a look of enjoyment on their faces.
Old Sadiq was the first to be full. After he was full, little Sahav was not full yet and was still eating hay crazily. It looked like he was starving.
"Fourth uncle...you...go deep...?" Sahafu looked at his full stomach and drank enough water, and then he took the initiative to approach Senior Sheep's fourth uncle again. His mouth was stuffed with hay and his speech was slurred.
Old Sadiq said: "Senior Sheep has been here longer than us, and he must know more than us. Fourth uncle, I will establish a good relationship with Senior Sheep first. If we want to escape, we must take all precautions. Maybe Senior Sheep can
What can you do to help us?"
 He ​​told Sahab not to worry. He had seen more people and sophistication than little Sahab had eaten. He knew how to act according to circumstances and would not offend Senior Sheep recklessly.
"Oh." Sahafu's mouth never stopped. He felt that the food was getting more and more delicious, and he couldn't move his feet. After saying "fourth uncle, please be careful," he continued to eat hay.
Old Sadiq and little Sahaf were actually huddled in a corner of the sheepfold, eating a small portion of hay. While eating, they had to look at the goats' faces, and the goats occupied more of the haystacks, and they were always there from morning to night.
Keep eating.
 The larger the body size, the greater the consumption.
 You will not be hungry if you are a vegetarian.
 You can only keep eating to stay hungry.
 Old Sadiq approached the goat little by little. He saw that the goat had been eating hay and ignored his approach. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to approach the goat.
 “What?”
 “What?”
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 “咩咩咩咩咩咩?”
　　　…”
 “What?”
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　　　…”
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Old Sadiq soon discovered to his dismay that no matter how he communicated and said all kinds of good things, the senior sheep in front of him remained silent.
 It will be a disadvantage the first time you go out.
But the old Sadiq, who wanted to save himself, did not give up. He began to try hard to remember the time when he was herding sheep. How did the sheep survive and how did they maintain a good relationship?
 Sheep also express happiness and good mood by wagging their tails.
But old Sadiq found that his tail-wagging trick didn't seem to work.
Sudden.
 Old Sadiq thought of a very serious question.
They have always preconceived that they are rams. If the "demon" puts a female sheep's skin on them, wouldn't he be wagging his tail at the senior goat just now in courtship?
The ram wags its tail when it means it is happy and friendly; when the ewe is excited and wags its tail and urinates everywhere, it means it is in heat and wants to climb the wall!
 Fortunately, after checking, old Sadiq found that he was a ram. This was the happiest thing today.
Little Sahaf, who was still happily eating grass, looked at his fourth uncle who was suddenly in a good mood and asked suspiciously while chewing hay: "Fourth uncle, are you happy?"
 Ahem.
 Old Sadiq put away his smile, his face was serious as an elder, and asked little Sahaf: "Nephew, when we used to herd sheep, besides wagging their tails to express friendliness, how else could the sheep express friendliness?"
Little Sahab didn’t even think about it and said straightforwardly: “Kneel down on your breasts.”
　　Bang!
Old Sadiq gave his nephew a brain, and as a result he injured the enemy by one thousand and lost eight hundred to himself. The two sheep in the sheepfold were so stunned that they almost fell down.
"You're not big or small, how can you talk? I'm your fourth uncle!" Old Sadiq looked at the foodie himself kissing his nephew. If it weren't for his sister's sake, he would definitely kill his nephew if he still had the power.
He was beaten until his skin was torn apart.
 “Hey!” Old Sadiq glared forcefully.
 “Hey…” Little Sahab’s momentum weakened a lot, and he bowed his head in humiliation.
Old Sadiq glared at his somewhat unreliable nephew and continued to ask: "Is there any other way?"
"Let's think about it this time. You have to say kneeling on the breast again. Today it is your Apa who is here in person. My sister is here. I, Sadiq, will also beat you until your unfilial nephew is looking for shit to eat! Don't just know how to eat.
!" Old Sadiq was deeply afraid that little Sahav would have another bad idea, so he finally added.
The wronged little Sahav, with his head drooping, said: "Lick the wool. Of the lambs I raised in the past, I liked licking the wool of other lambs the most."
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  “!”
 Old Sadiq struggled internally: "Are you sure?"
Sahafu still had a wilted head and said: "Licking the ears is friendly, licking the nose is comforting, and helping to lick the hair shows trust. Fourth uncle, why do you suddenly ask about these?"
This time Sahav raised his head curiously.
Then!
To be continued...