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Xu Guofang, a native of Boxing, Shandong, works at Shengli Oilfield. He began writing poetry and prose in 2003, and tried novel writing in 2006. His works are scattered in "Poetry Magazine", "Youth Digest", "Qinghai Lake", "Mountain Flowers" and other publications. Some of his works have been selected into selected magazines and annual anthologies such as "Selected Novels" and "Beijing Literature·Novelette Monthly". A student of the 8th Advanced Research Class for Young and Middle-aged Writers of Lu Xun Institute of Literature. Meng Sanxi has always felt that her life is good, and it is not an ordinary good life, but the kind of good life in which all her wishes come true. When they first got off the train, Shuishuo and the others were in the station square looking at the crowds of people pouring out of the station. Their heads were pounding. Only Meng Sanxi was happy.

During lunch, someone saw him walking slowly westward on the main road in the center of the village, holding the cow behind his back, hands behind his back. They murmured in private until dark, until everyone living and dead in Wangtai Village knew about it - Peng Laokui bought a cow. Peng Laokuai really bought a cow for one thousand eight hundred dollars. In the morning at the market, he fell in love with this cow at first sight. It had a yellow background and white flowers, and was as clean as white clouds floating over the newly cultivated land on a sunny day, exuding a sense of refreshment. Although he hasn't farmed for a few years, Peng Laokuai knows that looking at cattle is similar to looking at people, and it's about the spirit. Some cows are tall and big, and have good teeth, but at first glance they are dirty and undesirable.