Call Us Today! +86 186 82655432|

I owe him a pellet mill machine

//I owe him a pellet mill machine

My neighbor and I are comrades in arms.

After three years in the army, we were transferred to an armed operation against terrorists.

The fighting lasted nearly two months with few casualties, but everyone was nervous.

One day while we were resting in the camp, he asked me what we were going to do after we retired.

I said I didn’t know.

He smiled and looked into the distance as if he had penetrated the tent.

I want to go back to the country and live, he said: I want to raise fish, some chickens and ducks.

His eyes are full of longing for the future.

If you open a farm, I will send you a granulator. I replied.

We look at each other and smile. In this heavy environment, this simple promise is like an inspiration.

But he can’t wait for that day.

In my ear came the quiet operation of the granulator, which was not worth mentioning compared with the roar of the battlefield.

I gradually came back to my mind from my memory, and I heard the chicken and duck pecking in my ear.

The feed is sprinkled on the fish pond, and ripples appear on the water surface.

The sun is shining on the earth, and the wind changes the shape of the clouds.

But when will you be back?

My comrades in arms, my brothers.

By |2020-03-18T08:21:29+00:00March 18th, 2020|News|0 Comments