Chapter 134: Magical Boy Hahaha
A boy raising pigs at home, diligently working from dawn till dusk, playing with piglets every day, cleaning their manure, and adding water and food. If he heard that someone’s pig was sick, he would quickly give the pig medicine to prevent colds, as well as something to enhance its physique.
Every time he came out of the pigsty, he would wash his body because of the strong smell of pig manure.
Also, after raising pigs, he stopped eating pork entirely, no matter how it was cooked or prepared, he could still smell the odor from the pigsty.
In the blink of an eye, half a year passed, and the pigs grew up, all pink and plump. They looked small but were quite heavy on the scale. The buyers said the boy’s pigs were exceptionally good, the best they had ever bought, and he sold them for a good price.
However, the boy was not happy. The moment the pigs were loaded onto the truck, he couldn’t help but turn his head and cry.
In his heart, these pigs were like children he had raised with his own hands, and then sold to others to be slaughtered for money. He felt extremely sad, but he was helpless in the face of life.
He originally didn’t plan to continue raising them, wanting to leave and do something else.
But to spend more time with his parents at home, he raised a second batch. This time, he didn’t put as much effort into it as the first time, just raising them casually and not getting up early to clean the pigsty.
His family and relatives all said the boy wasn’t trying hard enough. Some relatives even called him, but the boy didn’t respond.
When winter arrived and it got cold, the pigsty was covered with a curtain. His family told him to open it early to let in sunlight. The boy didn’t listen, waiting until noon to open it. His maternal uncle’s eldest brother called him and told him he was useless, but he still didn’t listen. He remembered his elder brother once told him: fat pigs fear the cold, and sows fear the heat. He was raising fat pigs, and he felt it was too cold to open the curtain early. Even people felt cold in the morning, so the pigs would surely be cold. He would rather let the pigs see less sunlight than let them get cold.
He was criticized a lot, and even when it made him angry, he wouldn’t listen.
The most important point was his heartache because he knew that after he raised the pigs, they would be sold and slaughtered.
In between, his mother told him to find a partner. His childhood friends of a similar age had already gotten married and had children, but he wasn’t even in a hurry to date.
Every time his mother brought this up, he would say it’s best to go with the flow and lecture his mother: “Some things aren’t meant to be rushed. They’ll happen when they’re supposed to. For example, if someone wants to date, even if their family objects, they can’t stop it. Some people date happily and get married, only to fall out and divorce in the end. If they have a child, it would be a huge burden on the child. So, this is not something to be rushed.”
Hearing him say this, his mother didn’t say anything more.
Later, the boy went out for a couple of days when he was bored and started dating someone. This girl was very nice, good-looking, but a bit unstable and loved to go out. She liked to eat unhealthy things. The boy dated her for a month, trying many methods, but couldn’t help her break her habit of eating junk food, and finally gave up.
A couple of days later, he started dating someone else. The second girl contacted a bunch of guys every day and ran around drinking. She was secretive about everything. After a week, he gave up again.
After some time, he started dating a third girl. This girl was eleven years younger than the boy, and her behavior was immature, often causing trouble for the boy. How to describe it? For example, when the boy took her out to eat with his buddies, she would say to the boy, ignoring everyone else: “They are all so old, they can’t really chat with me. I’d rather not come.”
Or when they went to eat at a buddy’s house, she played with a young child at their house. Before leaving, the boy kissed the child, and then said to the child, “Let your aunt kiss you too, and then we’ll go home.” The girl suddenly said: “I’ve never kissed such a big child before. Besides my little sister when she was young, I haven’t kissed anyone else.” She completely forgot that she had been playing happily with the child just moments before.
It’s easy to imagine how dark the boy’s handsome face must have become.
Similarly, the boy was very good to all three of them. When they were together, he would take them out to eat, buy them things, and if he went to buy clothes for himself, he would buy them clothes too. Regardless of whether the relationship would last long, as long as they were with him, this is how he treated them.
The boy never actively pursued anyone. He enjoyed drinking and making friends. All three of these girls approached him after meeting him for dinner. The boy’s intention was simply to get to know them and have a simple meal, nothing more. This was because he didn’t like drinking alone, as he found it meaningless.
Actually, the boy didn’t know how to pursue girls at all. He never researched it. The only thing he consistently did was to continuously improve himself, making himself more knowledgeable, talkative, and humorous. And when he sang, his temperament instantly transformed into something indescribable, radiating brilliance.
For example, when he took out the girlfriend who was eleven years younger, on their first dinner at a quiet bar, although the boy was dressed ordinarily and his hair was a bit messy, as soon as he started singing, all eyes in the quiet bar focused on him.
At a nearby table, four men were drinking with four girls. As soon as the boy started singing, those girls all turned their attention to him. Six, right? It’s quite interesting.
Sometimes, after the boy finished singing, an older guy from another table would invite him for a few drinks. After paying the bill and walking to the door, he would be stopped again and begged to sing the song he had just sung one more time.
It wasn’t that the boy sang exceptionally well, but the songs he sang touched people’s hearts, which was related to his experiences.
Once, after drinking with friends and not feeling satisfied, he playfully teased his girlfriend, “Do you believe I can take you to drink some free alcohol?”
No one believed him, of course. The boy took the girl to the quiet bar where they first met. He ordered two bottles of beer and some snacks but nothing else. After a few sips, he went up and sang a song. Afterward, two boys from the next table directly invited him to join their table to make friends. This was a common occurrence.
Back then, when he wasn’t very good at singing yet, his friends would invite him to KTV for drinks and call some girls over. He could always make them cry with his singing and then they would pursue him. Magical, isn’t it?
At home, the boy’s mother secretly said to him, “Son, are you a human trafficker? Otherwise, why don’t you seriously date anyone? If you want to date, you bring one back every two days, bring one back every two days. Can’t you just date one properly?”
The boy shrugged helplessly and chuckled, “I want to too, sigh… but your son’s capabilities don’t allow it. Hahaha.”
When the boy was mischievous, he would amuse his mother, making her laugh helplessly.
Of course, the boy wasn’t lying. He always wanted to date seriously, but there were always many unexpected things that ultimately forced him to give up.
There are many other magical things about this boy. For example, anyone who dates him inexplicably gains weight. Everyone who has dated him has gained at least a few pounds, and some have gained over ten pounds. The weight gain is also very proportionate, and you wouldn’t know without weighing yourself.
If someone angered him, and he got angry but didn’t show it, then that person would experience many misfortunes.
Whatever he raises, it thrives. For example, dogs, cats, pigs – each one is healthy and lively. However, if the boy is away and his father helps look after them for a while, they will most likely die; not a single one has survived.
He himself has also almost been sent away by his father several times. In winter, when they burned coal at home, the stove wasn’t working well and needed an induced draft fan. His father, worried about electricity consumption, would always secretly turn it off. The boy suffered from carbon monoxide poisoning four times. Each time, in the early morning, he would endure the headache, dizziness, and weakness, grit his teeth, get up to open the windows, and then go outside to get some air.
These are all things that happened after he grew up. When he was a child and slept next to his father, his father would roll over and crush him. He couldn’t move or breathe and had to desperately pinch his father to save himself.
He didn’t even blame his father for these things. In his own words, “With this father, it’s already a miracle that I’m alive. What right do I have to blame my father?”
Also, although his father was careless and rough, he truly loved him dearly, not sparing food or clothes, and spending all his money on him. In other words, without the love of his father and mother, he wouldn’t have become such a good person. It’s all related.
As long as I’m alive, that’s enough, hahahaha. What more could I ask for, hahahaha…
