The Story of Shepherding Sheep in Dongguo During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there was a shepherd named A Zhong in the State of Zheng who lived at the foot of the mountain outside Dongguo. His family's sheepfold is an ancestral mulberry wood fence. It has been used for thirty years, and the wood is glowing with dark brown light. Ah Zhong raises sheep without a whip. He only relies on a whistle and blows three long tunes, and the sheep scattered on the slope will gather obediently. The elders in the village say that Ah Zhong's sheep are very humane. In fact, Ah Zhong treats the sheep more caringly than himself. He spreads hay in the pen in winter and builds a pergola for the sheep pen in summer. Even the grass that the sheep eat must be tender and tender. In the summer of that year, it rained heavily for three consecutive days. On the morning of the fourth day, A-Zhong carried freshly baked wheat cakes to the sheep pen. From a distance, he saw that most of the mulberry wood fence had collapsed. The sheep in the pen were gone, leaving only a few wools scattered in the mud on the ground. He felt nervous and ran up the hillside. It wasn't until the sun turned west that he found the last ewe by the mountain stream. The ewe's leg was even scratched with blood by a stone. After hearing the news, the people in the village came to persuade him: "Ah Zhong, this sheepfold should be demolished long ago. You see, the mulberry trees are rotten and will collapse in the heavy rain. It is useless to build it again. It is better to abandon the sheepfold and go to the city to help work, which is safer than herding sheep." Others said: "The location of your sheepfold is not good. Water is easy to accumulate at the foot of the mountain. It is a 'mud ground'. No matter how you repair it, it will not be a 'good foundation'. Don't waste your efforts." Ah Zhong didn't say anything. He squatted by the collapsed fence and touched the thickest mulberry wood pillar - the bottom of the pillar was indeed rotten, but the wood grain in the middle was still tight. He got up and went to the mountains to cut new green logs, and then went to the river to dig sticky red soil. He mixed the red soil with wheat bran and added water and tamped it evenly, filling the gaps in the fence bit by bit. Someone passed by and laughed at him: "Zhong, you are just putting mud on the wall. If there is a heavy rain in two days, will it still collapse?" Ah Zhong didn't stop holding the tamper in his hand and said without raising his head: "Mud is mud, but it becomes sticky when mixed with wheat chaff; wood is new wood, but it needs to be trampled firmly when buried in the soil. How can there be a natural 'bad foundation'? It all depends on whether you are willing to put in the effort to manage it. Just like my sheep, last year a lamb was born weak, and others advised me to throw it away. I feed it hot goat milk every day, and now it is strong, isn't it?" After half a month of busy work, the new sheepfold was built - the fence made of green wood was one foot higher than before, the foundation was compacted with red soil, and a drainage ditch was dug outside the pen. Ah Zhong drove the retrieved sheep in, built a small shed for the injured ewe in the corner of the pen, and changed its dressing every day. Not long after, the ewe gave birth to two lambs, with down as white as snow. On this day, A Jiang, a widow from a neighboring village, came to see A Zhong, carrying a basket of freshly steamed corn cakes. Ajaan's husband died of illness last year, leaving her and a five-year-old son living a tight life. She sat down and didn't say a word before her eye circles turned red: "Brother Zhong, yesterday Li Zheng came to propose marriage and said that Butcher Wang from the west of the city wanted to marry me. Butcher Wang's wife died the year before last. His family had three tile-roofed houses and two pigs. Li Zheng He said that if I get married, I won't have to weave until midnight anymore. But I heard that Butcher Wang's wife was so angry that he didn't fix the leaks in the house and didn't care if the wall of the pig pen collapsed. Do you think I should go?" Ah Zhong poured a bowl of hot water for her and pointed to the sheep pen outside the window: "Look at my sheep pen, which collapsed before. If I didn't care, all the sheep would have run away long ago. But I repaired it, and now there are new lambs. No matter how good the tile-roofed house in Wang Butcher's house is, and no matter how big the pig pen is, he himself refuses to repair it. If you marry him, is it possible? He wants you to repair the tiled house and repair the pigsty for him? If he can live a good life and tidy up his house, it won't be your turn. You can weave and your son is sensible. Why bother to fill in other people's traps by repairing your own loom and weaving more fabrics to sell in the town? A'Jian listened and slowly put down the corn cake in his hand, but his tears fell: "I am just afraid that others will say that I am ungrateful, and I am also afraid that my son will suffer after me." "I live my life, not for others to see." A Zhong said, "Look at my injured ewe, if I find it troublesome and throw it by the mountain stream, it will not survive and will not be able to give birth to a lamb. You have skills and backbone, which is better than anything else." Later, Ajaan did not marry Butcher Wang. She dismantled her old loom and reinstalled it. She also learned the art of dyeing floral cloth from the cloth merchant in the town. The cloth she woven had green bamboo and peach blossoms on it, and the girls in the town rushed to buy it. Within two years, she not only built a new tile-roofed house, but also hired two girls from the village to help her, and her life was more prosperous than Butcher Wang. As for A-Zhong, his sheepfold gradually became famous. Some people in the village also wanted to imitate him in raising sheep and asked him what breed of sheep he should choose. A-Zhong pointed to his sheep and said: "There are no 'good' or 'bad' sheep, just like fried beans. There are no natural fragrant beans or bitter beans. It all depends on how you fry them - if the fire is too high, they will become mushy; if the fire is too low, they will not be cooked. Some of my sheep like to eat the grass on the slopes, and some like to eat the reeds by the river. I drive them to different places every day, and they naturally grow well." One winter, A-Zhong's good horse ran away "traveling in the snow". Taxue was bought by A-Zhong from the Western Regions. He has good human nature and can carry sheep feed on the mountain road, and can also help herd sheep. Azhong searched for it for three days, and finally found it on the northern hillside, but Ta Xue just stood there, refusing to eat the grass on the ground, and refused to go home with Azhong. When Azhong took a closer look, he discovered that the grass on the hillside had been stepped on. Some grass stalks were broken, and some grass blades were stained with mud, making them inedible. There was an old man herding sheep next to him and said, "Azhong, just let it eat. There is little grass in winter, so it's good to have some to eat. What else can you choose?" Ah Zhong did not force Tuxue. He took off the wheat bran he had brought with him from the horse and sprinkled it on the ground for Tuxue to eat. Then he said, "Taxue is a good horse. A good horse will not turn back to eat grass. It is not that it is stubborn, but that it knows that the grass that has been stepped on is not nutritious." , You may get upset after eating it. The grass on the northern slopes is the richest in spring, but it has been trampled down now. When the snow melts in spring and new grass grows and no one pays attention, it will naturally eat it. " Later, when spring came, A-Zhong took Ta Xue to the northern slopes. At that time, new grass had just sprouted and was tender and green. It had not been stepped on. Ta Xue ate it with relish. There was a horse race held in the village that year, and Tuxue came first. He ran like a gust of wind. Even the horse dealers in the town wanted to buy him, but A-Zhong didn't sell him - he said that Tuxue was not a commodity, but a companion. Later, A-Zhong had more and more sheep. He expanded the sheepfold and taught the young people in the village how to raise sheep. He told them: "Raising sheep is just like living a life. If the sheepfold collapses, repair it if you can and don't give up easily. Don't fill other people's holes easily. You have to walk your own way. It's not that you can't walk the way back. You just have to wait for the 'new grass' to grow and wait until others don't pay attention before you can walk again." The father-in-law in the village heard about these things and told stories to the children under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. In the end, he always said: "A-Zhong's sheep pen, A-Jian's loom, and the snowy grass slope are all the same - there is no natural 'mud', 'bad sheep' or 'hard life' in this world. It all depends on you." How to manage, how to choose, how to wait. If you treat it with care, it will reward you; if you treat it foolishly, it will give you trouble. You must be patient and courageous like A Zhong, and do not follow the trend or follow blindly, so that you can live a good life and do things well. " This saying was passed down from generation to generation. Later, someone wrote Ah Zhong's story into a book and named it "The Shepherd of Dongguo". It was not to say how powerful Ah Zhong was, but to say that he understood the simplest truth: your life is your own, and whether it is good or not depends entirely on your own management.
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