It all started long ago, so long ago that there were still collages. In one of these collective farms, Serega worked in the department on the farm. Although it may not be Serega, but I like the name, so let it be. Serena was a cattle. He owned a farm and a non-standard. So he called him, the bull-producer, named Mishka. Why is it unusual, you ask? Because Mishka weighed six hundred kilograms or more, and among the cows he stood out as a guliver among the lilips. Serena was angry. He was very angry, because Mishka stood on the same bandage as the cows, but at the same time he climbed into the central passage to the half-tubes and prevented Serege from carrying food on the "chassis". Or retreated back when he was carried away with this "chassis", standing up with his feet on the rear floor and preventing him from passing with a scratch. In general, Serega struck Mishko, then the "chassis" is a tractor such as the T-16, then a scraper, then a fork, then a nickname. Mishka bumped, his eyes were filled with blood, but the chain was strong, and Serega was fast. It was so until one day. On that day, or more precisely late in the evening, Serega walked around the farm with a walk, intending to run home after him and what he did not like. He did not understand, but what anxiety filled him from within.
Damn, where is the mouse? Suddenly he understood, where is this unusual bullshit? At that moment, something screamed from behind and Serega turned around. The mouse was in the central passage. The chain was on the floor. - Probably the inseminators did not fix it, - the thought crumbled, but the bull had already beaten with a copper and the eyes were poured with blood. It was possible to run only in one direction, the opposite of the bull and Sereg rushed. The mouse goes too. The chain from behind ringed, a heavy gesture and the same heavy breathing was heard. What speed Serega achieved, it is difficult to judge, but if he were at the Olympics, he would become a prize winner.
“Well, the doors for the ventilation are open – the thought crumbled and Serega broke into the street, not giving any importance to the fact that there is a burial hole filled with hose. Where he sinked. That it was even worse than the bull, who stopped in time, he realized after a few moves, in vain trying to get stuck behind the sliding concrete walls. I will die in shit! He understood when his swollen clothes pulled him down and came to hopelessness. You forgive me! He could only scream. He did not want to leave this life with sins and Mishka approached the edge of the pit, as if listening. Then he shrugged and shrugged his head. And the chain, a long chain hanging from his neck, slipped over the wall of the pit, fell almost into Serege’s hands. He grabbed her like a ants for a rescue puddle, - go, Misha! He broke out. The bull turned back. When Serega pulled out on the passage, the weakened released the chain from his hands, the bull no longer paying attention to him turned and broke to his place.
Since that day, the situation has changed. Mishka, from the "non-standard" was renamed to the "bratan", instead of ticks and beats, was moved away from the passage with smoothies and snacks.
You saved my life, and this is more than my brother! - slapping a bull on a huge tail, sentenced Serega. The trouble came unnoticed.
Soon we will get the meat! said the director. - Star is already a mouse for insemination, and the inseminators say it is time to switch to artificial!
Who is old? Serena, he is in the midst of his strength. Don’t believe, try it yourself. I see it constantly. You know what a manufacturer.
The question is resolved, stop frostbite here. It’s said on the meat mixer, so it’ll go there! I shrugged my lips, said the leader. Probably offended by the invitation to the test. And Serega realized that the excuses were useless and rushed to the central estate.
After sitting next to the secretary beaten for two hours, he still came to the chairman.
You can’t put my mouse on the meat mixer, it’s my brother! He saved me from death! He started from the threshold. The president looked at him incomprehensively. When he found out that Mishka was a bull on the farm, he said:
Brother, not brother, but people need to give money. Actually, he is old already. If you want, buy it. I will give at the acceptance price. There is money? - Sergey changed, he really had no such money.
Can I borrow or pay off? He pleaded, and I will work.
I cannot wait. To be honest, I can, people will not understand, I have to count on the cleaning. So if there is no money, your brother will go to the meat mixer. The conversation is over.
Sergey had only one way out and he took advantage of it.
“It is necessary to pull your brother,” he said, cutting off the chain, “it is necessary to run, they will kiss you! And Mishka answered, suffering with understanding.
They went all night. Fields, slopes, roads were not chosen, there was only a direction. When it was dawn, we stumbled into a village. Serega knocked on the first stumbling booth. A grandmother opened the door.
Do you need a manufacturer? He exhausted Serena.
to me? For whom? - she walked that, dangerously, but looked at Sereg with interest, turning his gaze from head to foot. Heavily breathed and added - I am old for production, but we are full of young people in the village. You are a visible guy.
I’m not asking for myself, for my brother. You need a bull-producer, he kicked his back. The mouse stood not far away.
For whom? → The danger of the grandmother changed to some fear when she looked at Seregine with a whirlwind.
-You understand mother, they want to give him for meat, and he is more than my brother, he saved my life! I offered it for free, and Serega told her story.
Now people will drive the cattle out of the pastures, let’s talk. I would take that the seed is no longer able to cut. They help, we leave. We will need a good producer, a good crop. Not that these local minions that can not jump on the cow.
The people agreed, promising to help the grandmother with seed and combined food.
I will come to you, brother. Saying goodbye to the bull, Serega said. Then the translators went back. To the village they went out, there was another area. That’s fine, Serena thought. But it was not all good. At the farm he was awaited by the local and chief zoo technician.
Where is the bull? They stumbled on.
I will not say. Stay with Serena.
You will go to court. Do you not live at home? Do you want to break in the area? We will find the bull anyway!
I saved my brother, and you do what you want. Look for.
The trial was pretty quick. Under the Soviet rule, the robbers of people's property were not liked. The Attorney Drunk. The lawyer swirled. Serena was silent. And a year and a half of "chemistry" with reimbursement earned full. The judge probably lacked the sausage too.
A year and a half has passed so quickly and so long. But Seregin's term ended and he did not go home, but to that village. He found the grandmother’s house and knocked on the door. Grandma recognized him.
Did you come to see your nephews? She smiled.
What kind of nephews? He has swallowed.
Well, if Mishka is your brother, then they are your nephews. Today there is a herd. And Mishka there and all your relatives. Go look at. Then come and drink tea.