In the long road of life, there are many things to the people left an indelible impression, I experienced such a thing.
That was when I was 6, my mother bought a small cock, cock long beautiful: red crest, a black hair, especially its tail, is more charming, everyone said it.
I come back every day to feed it, want it to grow.
One day, I came home from school, I heard my mother wants to kill the cock, I quickly said:" don't, don't, I want the small cock to play with me." Mother said:" OK, don't kill it, but it must be an egg can." I heard that lay eggs, with small cock back, let it come.
Grandma said to me:" small cock is not lay eggs." I do not believe, my grandmother said:" the little cock will lay eggs." Then, I will feed it. After a while, the little cock stuffed, but didn't lay eggs, I seem not to worry, but actually very anxious.
I sneak into the kitchen, from the bowl with an egg, into the henhouse. After a while, I pretend to have a look, then the egg up shouting:" Mum, come and see, the little cock lay eggs." My mother came:" tonight, with a small cock egg to cook." I think:" the little cock undead, mother I was fooled."
I was thinking, I saw my mother took the egg to the wall of a knockout, eggs were broken, huh? Egg yolk did not flow out! Look again carefully, the original is a hard-boiled egg, mother's tears dole out, I also by secretly laughing. However, mother or the chicken to me.