I have a bad habit that I haven't changed for a long time, but it's getting worse and worse: I drive around when I'm in a bad mood. Of course, this is not a racing car. I don't usually drive more than 80 yards, so I am very self-aware. However, as a woman, my driving skills are also here. I can only drive forward, and reversing will be extremely laborious. So, there is no doubt that when I drove out of the city and drove on a narrow concrete road that I couldn't even name myself, an accident happened-a shepherd and a group of white sheep appeared in front of me, less than 20 meters away from my car. My heart was pounding and I screamed and killed the steering wheel. "Boom ..." There is no doubt that no matter how much I want to save my terrible reaction ability, I still can't help hitting something.
Strangely, when I heard that the vehicle hit something, my nervous heart suddenly relaxed, as if it had been released to some extent, which can be called "relief". I made up my mind to open the car door and got off with the determination to "find out"
"You ... you hit my scarecrow!"
While I was watching what I hit, the shepherd rushed to help his scarecrow. "Scarecrow, how are you ...? Does it hurt? "
Scarecrow twisted his arm and his face was bitter. The shepherd is more anxious. "Are you speechless with pain?"
"No, it isn't," the Scarecrow shook his head and finally stood up straight on his own. "You know, I'm just a scarecrow. I ... I don't have what you call feelings. I won't feel pain. "
"Sorry," the shepherd seemed to respond. He lowered his head slightly and whispered, "I'm really sorry, I forgot again."
I was really relieved when I found that I hit a scarecrow made of straw instead of a sheep. I'm glad the murder I pictured didn't happen. However, when I witnessed the dialogue between the shepherd and the scarecrow, I felt guilty for my thoughts. I seem to have deeply hurt the shepherd's heart My lump must have frightened him and made him very worried and anxious. At the same time, I also seriously hurt the scarecrow. Although I didn't hurt him, I did hit him where it hurts, which is more hateful than hurting him.
Maybe I was too guilty, so when a strong white sheep rushed to the scarecrow, I stopped it without hesitation. There is no doubt that I was knocked over by that sheep, and the pain from my ass is really clear.
"ah!" Seeing this, the shepherd cried strangely. "You ... you're hurt!"
The shepherd ran to me and lifted me up. "Thank you for protecting my scarecrow. I'm sorry my sheep hurt you."
What a tongue twister! I wanted to ask the shepherd some questions, and the scarecrow rushed over and thanked him again and again.
"Ah, you are bleeding!" Suddenly, the scarecrow pointed to my arm and said.
I looked at my arm and it was really bleeding. I pouted and said nothing.
"How can this be okay! Although I am just a scarecrow without pain, I have seen your painful expressions after being injured, and it seems very uncomfortable. " The scarecrow retorted.
"After all, you are here to save my straw talents from injury. Anyway, please let me dress your wound. Our home is near here, and it won't take long. " Said the shepherd.
"Well, if you leave like this, the shepherd and I will not be at ease, so please let our shepherd bandage your wound anyway!" Scarecrow stressed.
Kindness is hard to refuse! I, the perpetrator, was invited to the shepherd's residence as a benefactor. This is a log cabin. Outside, there is a big sheepfold, a small vegetable garden and an old well that is half-hidden. The shepherd drove all the sheep to the sheepfold, locked them up, and said to himself, "Lock you firmly here so as not to steal my scarecrow."
While the shepherd himself talked about this topic, I quickly asked my doubts. "Shepherd ... you ... why do you keep sheep with the scarecrow? Sheep will eat scarecrows! "
The shepherd looked at the scarecrow, then at the sheep whose eyes were circled, and replied, "In fact, I have always faced this problem, especially in winter, when plants and trees wither, the sheep will be hungry and eat my scarecrow." With me, the scarecrow has suffered a lot, but he is my best partner after all, and I can't bear to let him leave. "
"What about the sheep? You can choose not to raise these sheep! " I said.
The shepherd sighed helplessly: "But I need to exchange these sheep for money to make a living!" " "
I sighed heavily and followed the shepherd into the house. The scarecrow took out the medical equipment in the house, while the shepherd concentrated on disinfecting and dressing my wound.
"Your sheep will eat him." I pointed to the scarecrow standing by.
The sudden words made the whole room cool down, and the hands that had been bandaged for me became stiff and the movements became slow. At this time, the scarecrow took the gauze from the shepherd and continued to dress my wound. His eyes seem to be full of anger.
"Although you stopped the greedy sheep for me and saved my life, it doesn't mean that you can speak recklessly in front of me and the shepherd!" The scarecrow said, "I hope you won't continue this topic!" " "
"Don't be so rude!" The aphasic shepherd finally recovered and criticized the scarecrow. "He's right. The longer you stay with me, the more likely you are to be eaten by those sheep. One day ... one day, when we don't notice, a greedy sheep will come near you and eat you. "
"No, I'm not afraid of you. Even if this happens, I don't regret being with you. "
"You are so stupid!"
"You too. You still don't want me when you give up on me, so you don't have to worry about it day and night. Instead, you tried your best to protect me. "
"I'm afraid I can't keep you, because now I can't give up those sheep."
"It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you. I believe that one day you will not be trapped by sheep and will not be tired of me. "
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what can I say? I can't say anything more. I have to cut off the extra gauze myself, then say thank you and apologize and go home.
After being sent out by the shepherd and the scarecrow, I looked at the sheepfold unconsciously. Those sheep are really strong and fat, and no one will give up! In contrast, the scarecrow is much thinner. I really don't know if the shepherd has the ability to protect him all his life. I hope so!